We have a sweet little cemetery that is right in the middle of
our town. This was built in the middle to late 1800's.
This was gold rush country once upon a time... there
are headstones dating back to that time period.
This is where I held the Celebration of Life for my dad on Saturday.
It would have been his birthday. His 84th.
It was a very nice gathering of just family.
The people who had shared in his life.
We were united in this brief tribute that
was so bitter-sweet.
Sharing, caring and most of all acknowledging
the man he was
and where he came from.
This also happened to be during the Supermoon.
It was an amazing night sky!
Friday night I stayed up late looking through a box of photos
that had belonged to our dad with my half brother.
I had heard of his grandmother but I had never met her...
not that I can remember anyway.
But I came upon a photo of her as a child.
To my amazement!
This is Ida Mae Daniels
This was a photo from a tintype that was from 1882.
Iowa City, Iowa.
I had always been told that his side of the family had originated from
Ireland... the Isle of Mann actually.
This indicates that there is another story to be told
don't you think?
In the meantime I have a sewing machine
that needs to get busy and a sewing room
that needs to get messy again!
I am already behind on Viola...
a project I am working on with Nicole and Thelma!
I hope to have a photo or two of those blocks tomorrow!
Yes, seriously... I am aiming for tomorrow!