Now do these people look like they're having fun or what??!! (:D |
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Well, as most of you who are viewing this page know, on Sunday, April 17, almost forty of the Hoedle family clan, spouses and kids showed up at the Krier residence in Somerton, PA. Thank you so so much to Aunt Elsie, Uncle George and their family, Evelyn, Bruce and Wendy, for their wonderful hospitality!!! It started out with my Dear One Jim and me telling them we were coming back to see them before they move out to California to be closer to the kids. Then we found out Lynn, Bruce and Wendy were coming back, too. Aunt Elsie took it upon herself to contact as many of us as she could, and the result was a really heart-warming get-together. I so much enjoyed seeing everyone, some I see often, some occasionally, and some I had not seen for 30 or 40 years. It seemed like it had been just a year or so ago, though, and IMO everyone looks great!!!! I took plenty of photos which I'll put up here, and if anyone else has any photos they took and would like to email them, I'll be glad to post them, too. That goes for anyone who wants to send photos for other pages of this site, too. If anyone wants to print out any photos, email me and let me know and I'll send you the originals in a larger file because the photos placed on the internet are low-dpi images to load faster. |
After Jim and I arrived, Franny |
Mike and Sue arrived early, too, and |
Uncle George and Wendy were |
The Schaefers, Carol with her |
Woody Paskill, 'Dell MacMillan |
Woody and 'Dell |
Franny MacIntyre, Catherine, |
Franny, Catherine, Carole and |
Bruce and Tommy |
Joan, Uncle John's daughter, |
Bob, Woody and Sandy's son, |
My Dear One, Jim, and |
MEMORIES
I remember the hazy, lazy days of summertime when young,
the way the taste of honeysuckle lingered on my tongue;
the old lamplighter as he lit the streetlamps, and the glow
as winged' insects drawn into its flame would come and go.
Red light - green light, dodgeball; rover-come-over and jacks,
step-ball, wireball, sandlot play with a ball and long stick bat.
The joyous yells and childish screams of hide & seek, and touching "home."
The chaos of a party-line, and number of rings on the telephone.
The milk delivered to your door with cardboard lid, and cream on top,
by milkwagon drawn by a horse to pet; and a caramel sugarpop!
The candy store with penny candy by the fist-full out the door,
the butcher shop with barrel pickles, and fragrant sawdust on the floor.
A nickel ice cream cone or icy, a dime mixed together in a cup;
"Fast Food" was a piece of bread - peanut butter - jelly up!
Dinner was the family, in the kitchen, sitting down,
meat, potatoes, veggies, milk - bread and butter by the pound.
Easter brought an outfit new, if money wasn't tight,
Sunrise service, Sunday school, and church was only right;
but in between, the colored eggs, marshmallow bunnies and jelly beans.
Some of the happy days I knew from long-gone childhood scenes.
Our Moms didn't have to worry if we went away to play,
they knew that others kept an eye as we went on our way.
It seems the world was friendlier, and fear was not the norm,
in the days when we were younger - in the times when we were born.
© Joyce MacMillan Hale 4/1/02
I've created three pages for the reunion so that each one will not take too long
to load on computers. Click HERE to go to page 2.