Today would have been my parents’ 61st wedding anniversary. I think of them both every day, but especially so on their anniversary and birthdays. My parents were kind, generous, hard-working people who never had much in terms of financial or material means but gave of themselves to so many.
My mother always believed that there was always someone who had it worse than they did, and tried to help others in need whenever she could. She always had fresh baked goods in the house, known for her sugar cookies and pies, and she was happiest when surrounded by children. After raising her own three children, she helped care for my son and my nieces, as well as babysitting for other people’s children. She was the mom that everyone came to in the neighbor when something went wrong or they were injured.
My father was the hardest working man I ever met. Even when he wasn’t working, he was working. We used to joke that he wore his work uniforms all the time; that was the role he was most comfortable with. Not big on words or other displays of affection, my father showed his love by (what else?) acts of service. You never knew when he was going to show up at the house to mow or weed whack, wash the car or the windows, or whatever household task was on your list.
I have been working on a photo scanning project for a few years now (I do it in fits and starts), and I love looking at photos of them when they were young. I even found a few from their dating years. The photos below are from 1959, 1960 and 1964 (obviously the one with my older brother and me).
I hope they knew how much they meant to me. I am grateful to have had them for my parents.
IMDb: Remembrance (1982)
I spent a bit of time yesterday and today going through one of the boxes I brought from the attic. It was a box from the late 1980s / early 1990s and was mostly old address books, check registers, and bank statements. I had no idea they were up there or they would have been shredded long ago, and since there are still two more boxes up there, I figured there was no time like the present to shred and pitch.
It was crazy to see how many different banks (apparently I used several over the years) actually used to put your social security number on the statement! So even though they were for accounts that no longer exist, at banks that no longer exist, in a former name, and at addresses that no longer exist, I couldn’t just toss them. (Trust me I tried to justify just throwing them out!) Many of the bank actually returned the canceled checks back then, and those also often had social security numbers on them. I guess people were more trustworthy back then. Can you even imagine writing you SSN on ANYthing these days?
It was kind of fun, and a bit nostalgic, to flip through those canceled checks. What a very different life we led back then!
Some things that amused and surprised me…
- Paying less than $30 for electricity and only $20.80 for cable!!!
- My shopping outlets back then? Fays, Jamesway, Hess’, PayLess Shoes, Montgomery Ward and The Globe Store. Because I worked in downtown Scranton back then, The Globe Store was my go-to for a walk at lunch. I remember, especially, buying the cutest dresses for my nieces there.
- My rent ranged from a lowly $225 for a third floor apartment in Wilkes-Barre to $425 for a three bedroom house in Moscow.
- Student loan payments? $107 a month.
- Remember Book of the Month Club? I was a member! (Probably along with Columbia House music…)
- The big hostess parties back then were Home Interiors and Princess House. I still have a lot of my PH crystal. Home Interiors definitely went bankrupt and I don’t think PH exists anymore either, but you can still buy/sell it on eBay!
It was an interesting walk down memory lane. I look forward to checking out the remaining two boxes!
Anyone else remember those things?
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I made a new recipe tonight: Miso Noodle Soup with Sesame Tofu. It was deemed a “hit” by everyone, so I will definitely be making this again. I discovered the recipe on Rabbit and Wolves, a vegan website. I have added it to my website because of the modifications I made (or will make next time I make it). This dish felt like an indulgent Asian treat; I only wish we had chopsticks to eat it!
IMDb: Shredded (2005)