Before my mother became "Mum," she was Audrey, the country cousin on a farm in St. Michael's outside Kewaskum. Shirley was her city
cousin in Milwaukee. They resembled each other, petite girls bubbling
with laughter. Shirley and Audrey had no sisters and over their years of visits, they
became more than sisters, the best of pals. They made their fun outdoors, exploring
the barn, ice skating on the frozen river near the farm, or roller skating on sidewalks
in Milwaukee.
Showing posts with label family reunions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family reunions. Show all posts
Thursday, January 16, 2020
Tuesday, January 31, 2017
I Love Funerals
We buried my husband's mother this past Friday, January 27. She was ninety years old. It can be very hard for children to say their final goodbyes to their mother. There were tears.
But Lenora Stoia Sweet's final send-off was also happy, because we knew that after five years of struggle, her spirit was finally free of the suffocating veil of Alzheimer's disease. No more earthly suffering.
Friday, July 27, 2012
Job Patrols at Family Reunions
Terre Woodward, my genius friend, is having about 40 people to her house next weekend for a family reunion. I told her she’s a better woman than I am. I burned out from having family reunions at my house. Too much cleaning. Now we rent a little park building.
Terre
liked my Family Reunion Bingo blog, and she gave me a great idea after I
told her that the older I get, the tireder I am after a reunion. Terre’s family
divides the labor. Workers receive
honorary titles and wear nametags to bugle their importance. Terre’s workers
include:
- Garbage
liaison (pronounced with a French accent, like gar-BAJE)
- Coffee boss
- Mosquito whisperer
- Snack patrol
- Beer tender
Terre’s
family members enjoy a big potluck meal, as mine do. Like us, they don’t worry
about assigning dishes. As Terre says, “If there are six pots of baked beans…
YUM!” However, she noted that individuals tend to bring the same (favorite) dishes
every year. Same goes in my family.
I
like the idea of family members taking titles. Maybe I’ll set out job nametags
next year so folks can pick ‘em up and work the chore they choose. Perhaps I should add "Shoulder massager for all grandparents."
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