This page is in memory of my younger sister, Bonnie, who died too soon, although surely it was in God's plan. It is also for her family - Frank, Chad, and Brent; and her grand-children, C.J., Elijah, Madison and Noah. As with 'Dell, I took Bonnie almost everywhere with me when she was a baby. I remember taking her and 'Dell to McPherson Square where the Public Library was; and to the playground several blocks away. First she was in a carriage, then a stroller, then toddling. As I went through my teens and young married life, we did not see each other a whole lot. We visited her and Frank and the kids whenever we travelled back to Philadelphia. After her family moved to Nevada, I did not see her for about 15 years, although we talked on the telephone a few times a year, and kept in touch. Jim and I drove out to visit Bonnie and her family in July of 1992, and after that we kept in touch just about every month, 'til shortly before she passed away. |
Above, the photo top left is Bonnie on the traditional pony at about 2 yrs. of age; the second one is Bonnie and 'Dell with our long-time dog, Butch, in about 1955; and the third one is Bonnie and me in 1957. Lower left is Bonnie at graduation in 1962; and Bonnie with my two, Melody and Michael, in 1968 at Fantasy Farm in N.J. Last is Bonnie and Frank with my melody in December 1970. |
The photo on the left above is Frank and Bonnie in November 1970.
The middle one is Frank and Bonnie with Chad in 1971. |
First photo is Bonnie on a trailride in 1984 in Nevada, and second is Bonnie with her horse in 1989. Bonnie moved out to 5 or 6 acres about 90 NW of Las Vegas and had her many dogs, her horse and mule, and her peacocks and birds out there. Frank travelled back and forth weekends. |
The photos above are Brent and Chad, Christmas 1975; Bonnie at Hoover Dam in 1983; and Bonnie and Frank Christmas 1989.
I had been trying to get out to see Bonnie for some years, and it was just too difficult to do, having our own shop and all. So one week in 1992, Jim and I just decided we were going to do it. (:D
We drove straight out, stayed with Bonnie in Pahrump, NV, where she and Frank had their five acres, horses, dogs, chickens, mule, peacocks, and a guesthouse. We enjoyed our visit so very, very much, and made a vow to get out that way in lesser time than it had taken this trip! On September 22, 1997, Bonnie died. There was never a cause of death found, and since we were unable to make it out there for her memorial services, maybe this is one reason I seem to still think of her as being out there in Nevada. She is greatly missed and loved. |
Above is Cathedral Canyon between Las Vegas and Pahrump in 1992, Bonnie and me barely discernable. (:D Cathedral Canyon is one of the most beautiful and peaceful places we have ever visited. Next are Bonnie and Frank in Cathedral Canyon. Next, me, Jim, Frank and Bonnie at Cathedral Canyon; and last Bonnie and me at her ranch in July 1992. |
Frank and Bonnie's beloved grandchildren: C.J., born on March 23, 1993 of Chad and his first wife Bonnie, shown eating pizza (:D in July 1995, and again in December 1996.
On the far right is granddaughter Madison, born December 17, 1999, of Brent and his wife Sandy; taken in August 2000.
Then C.J. in 9/94; Elijah, born to Chad and Sherri in early 1999; and C.J. and Elijah on the right. Then Noah, born to Chad and Sherrie in December 2001; and Elijah and Noah.
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Update Photos
Thank you to Frank, Chad and Sherri, and Brent and Sandy for sending me photos of your families. {{{Frank, Chad, Brent and their wives}}} Please continue to do so. |
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Brent, Sandy and
Madison in Dec. 2004
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Sherry, C.J., Noah & Elijah |
Frank at his shop
Dec. 2005
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Elijah and Noah -
Chad and Sherry's boys -
about April 2006 |
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MY SISTER BONNIE written 09/23/97
Bonnie, you were the last to come, and the first to leave...
allow me this time my words to weave.
You were the youngest, the baby, the last,
when I heard you were gone all these scenes from the past
popped up in my mind like a photograph book.
Come listen to me and we'll take a small look.
I remember you in your stroller, small,
smiling and reaching; I remember your fall
on the toaster - so hot - and your legs were burned.
As we grew up, we lived, loved, and learned.
It seemed as though our childhood years
flew by too fast, in joy and tears.
Then I was married, and went far away,
and when I came back, I have to say...
You were a young lady I did not know;
you were all grown-up, and you had changed so.
Then you were married, had two wonderful sons,
moved far away from family loved ones.
What did you dream of, what gave you joy?
What did you laugh at, your favorite "toy?"
You climbed the mountains, you rode the land;
but for each one of us there's a higher plan.
His plan for you was to take you on high,
and we had no chance to tell you Goodbye.
Oh, how I grieve that you went away...
and left us without a chance to say
how much we care, and miss you so,
the grief and pain has brought us low.
The words unsaid, the thoughts unspoken
are things that leave our hearts so broken.
I believe you can see us, I believe you can hear...
sometime when I talk to you, I feel you near.
You were the youngest - oh, how I grieve;
but we'll see you again.... This I Believe.
Your sister, Joyce
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