SUNDAY MEMORIES
Judy Wills
As I think back to the meals Fred and I have had with Bill and DiVoran (brother and sister-in-law), I am reminded of some great times.
The first meal we shared together after Fred and I moved to Florida was on the north side of Orlando, in a fun little restaurant called the Bombay Bicycle Club. Interesting name and place. I honestly don’t remember what either of us ate there. The main thing I remember is that a horrific storm blew through while we were eating, and the power went out. The credit card machines and cash registers were not working (all electric), and we had to pay with cash. This is a picture I gleaned from the Bombay Bicycle Club website that is in San Antonio, Texas. The one in Orlando is no more.
Photo credit Google Search and Jane C.
I can’t remember just where we met Bill and DiVoran the next time, but it was storming, as well – that I do remember! I was afraid it was to be the hallmark of our meetings! Fortunately, that has not been the case.
For a few years after we moved here, we would all gather together in any month where someone in the family had a birthday – and celebrate all together. For instance, in Bill’s family there were three family members who had January birthdays – so we all gathered together one Saturday evening for a dinner along with cake and ice cream. February was similar, so a repeat. March held Bill’s birthday, then there was a dry spell until July, which held my birthday. And so on. It was a lot of fun, and we were able to see both of Bill and DiVoran’s children and their spouses and children.
As a side note – Bill said that he was glad we had moved here, since when our girls and their families came for a visit – Bill and DiVoran and their families got to visit with them, as well. Kept up the connection with cousins. I remember once when we all gathered together at the Old Spanish Sugar Mill near DeLeon Springs for breakfast, because Karen, Brian, Forrest and Katie (along with Forrest’s girlfriend at the time) were in town. It was summer, and hot, and that griddle in the middle of the table was REALLY hot, but it was still fun.
Photo credit Google Search and Patty Gibson
In the year 2001, while my hair was still growing back from my time with chemo, Bill and DiVoran’s grandchildren were still quite young, and we all gathered one evening at a resort near SeaWorld, where Bill’s daughter and her husband were “on vacation.” I mention that because I was wearing a hair wig, but had taken a different one with me (don’t remember why). During the course of the afternoon/evening I took off the wig to show the kids.
Jacob tried to pull his hair off like I had just done – but we told him it wouldn’t work. His sister, Lacey asked if I had cancer. She was a sharp little girl. The kids were not upset or disturbed by my lack of hair. Amazing.
Judy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years .
Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing. Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.
After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins as well as a great-grandson and a great-granddaughter. She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.
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