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Showing posts with label Verona. Show all posts

Thursday, December 1, 2016

Do you see a resemblance? Niece Lisa and GreatGrand Capri. So Fun.

It's that time of year again to post a tribute to my mother on her one hundred and second Birthday. This picture was taken in 1977.  The year a granddaughter missed Mom's birthday by two days on December 3rd. Just couldn't wait two more days.  I remember we were all rooting for her to join her grandmother in celebration of a birthday on the same day.
At Thanksgiving time I happened to find these pictures of Lisa in one of the family albums and certainly took a second hard look.  Then I uploaded pictures of my great-grand-daughter from Instagram who just turned two in September.
Okay Folks.  Do you see the resemblance like I do or am I just crazy?
Let me know what you think.

Happy Birthday Mother and 
you too Lisa.
(I think this is a big one.  How did that happen Lisa?)

Thursday, December 3, 2015

Trip to the Drugstore

Saturday 5 December will by my mother's 101 birthday.  This is a story that didn't get into the Newspaper or on TV like it would have had had it happened today.  Not reaching the news media is a good thing because Mother wouldn't have come out of the house for months. She would have been so devastated that the whole town knew.
I'm guessing it was about 1969 or '70 when this happened.
This is in her own words retold to me some years later.  However, I was living in Pocatello at the time this event happened and remember the details as told to me to be accurate.

The drug store where I got my medication at that time was on a corner of Center Street and 5th Ave.  [A very busy intersection.]  I parked the car on the 5th Ave. side where the parking slopes away and perpendicular to the building. I put the car in park and left it running knowing I shouldn't but, I was only going to be a minute because the prescription would be ready for me.  Just as I was paying for the medication a customer in the store yelled "There's a car backing out of the parking place and nobody's in it."  Yes, my car; it was picking up speed because of the incline.  I ran out of the store and tried to slow it down but could not. [Can you imagine.]The car then rounded the corner, wheels turning as if someone were driving it then went forward and ran into the front window of the drugstore and stopped.  Most of the glass fell close to the window.  Thank Heavens because there were a lot of people in the store.  
     One of the worst things about it for me was the druggist, Paul, I had known for a long time and he was a good friend of my son-in-law, Earl. [Mother was always concerned about what other people would think] I could hardly look at Paul. I remember him saying "What the Hell!"  and all I could think of to say was "I'm sorry."  Then thinking what good does that do?
   I remember that someone moved  the car, I finished paying for the medicine and left for home.  I know there was more said but, I don't remember what.  
   The next thing I had to to is face my husband, Butch.  I tried to tell what happened but,he just couldn't believe it.  He tried to comfort me (I was sobbing hard.)  He said that that's what we have insurance for.  He left to see for himself if it was true that the car could back out and turn the corner and then turn in the front of the drugstore.  
     I still buy my medication from Paul who now works at the Pharmacy in the Fred Meyer store.  

I remember doing just what my father did.  Went to the scene of the accident; looking it over wondering just how that happened.  It could have been so much worse.  She could have been injured trying to stop the car, it could have hit another car or a pedestrian or someone in the store.  

Thanks Mom for the memories.





Tuesday, March 17, 2015

"I'm not Irish or Catholic" says Verona.

Ten years ago today we buried my mother Verona Shirley Perrins Tomlinson.  I spoke at her funeral and I remember my introduction went like this, "Today is St Patrick's Day and every year on this day I would think about my mother. Every St. Pat's day she would say, 'I'm not Irish I'm not Catholic so why would I celebrate today then off to the kitchen to make my father Corn Beef and Cabbage for dinner."  (Something that would not pass my lips when I was living at home.)
Verona Shirley Perrins daughter of Edna Clare Phippen and Samuel Perrins:
b 1914 - d 2006
Verona: Albion High School 1931
Verona 1983
What a surprise when Mother reached the other side to be greeted by  IRISH ANCESTORS.  In 2014 I took a DNA test through Ancestry.com.    When the results came back my ethnicity (estimate) went like this; 49% Great Britain; 22% Ireland; 19% Scandinavia; 5 Other regions; which I will explain at another time.  When I saw the 22% IRISH I immediately thought "This is so bogus." and immediately clicked Ancestry.com off.
IF it was so it would come from my mother's side.
The last time I went into the newFamilySearch.org  and looked at Mother's pedigree it wasn't sourced much and when it's not sourced it's "a myth " as far as I'm concerned.
After much thought I decided to 'LOOK AGAIN' at Mother's pedigree in what is now a better more improved site called FamilySearch.org.  Oh my was I surprised.  IRISH ANCESTORS!  The DNA test proved right after all.   Even a picture and many stories to prove the pedigree.
So (Cousins) descendants of Grandmother Edna Clare Phippen; did you know?  My mother always thought these people were English.
It goes like this:Grandmother Edna Clare Phippen (Perrins)  - Eliza Jane Hudson - Wilford Heath Hudson - Robert Hudson who marries Damaris Lemmon (She's Irish) her father is James Lemmon whose picture and story is below.

There is more information about James and about his father Robert S. Lemmon b 1730 in Tyrone, Artrim, Ireland.   So if you have an LDS account and can access FamilySearch.org.  look up this person to get the rest of the story. His ID number is: L66D-W1P.

Fascinating reading.  I am going to insert a link that is a video on DNA that is one of the best explanation on DNA I have found.  It's one that a layman can understand. It was a class offered by Roots Tech 2015 and worth 44 minutes of your time.
Getting Started in Genetic Genealogy 44. by Diahan Southard

DNA is improving all the time.
I have taken another DNA test again from Ancestry.com and am waiting for the results.  It should tell me more  about my ethnicity than did the last one. This DNA test is called AUTOSUMAL and is explained in the video that is posted above.                                                                                                                     


Wednesday, December 4, 2013

5 December 1914 - 5 December 2013 99 years old

Verona Shirley Perrins Tomlinson
Mother would be ninety nine years old today. Born at home, she was number seven of eight children (five girls and three boys) to Edna Phippen and Samuel Perrins. Their house was located across the street from the Albion Normal School in the beautiful Cassia County Valley of Albion, Idaho. Mother lived in this house until her marriage to Vern Tomlinson on 21 December 1934.  She loved growing up in Albion.  She loved her family.
In high school Mother sang in the glee club and acted in numerous plays.  She played center on the girl's basketball team.  She also excelled in track and won races at the fourth and twenty fourth day celebrations in the near by towns.
Seeing her in this picture wadding in water was uncommon. She did not love being in the water like Father and I.   I guess that's why this is one of my favorite pictures of my mother. .  
                                                                                                                                               
  Happy Birthday, Mom. 

Renée