My aunt makes the best mashed potatoes. Absolutely no lumps. Do you know how hard that is? My Aunt Judy and Uncle Rick came to my mom's house today, so Scott and I went over there to visit. Kylie was there, too.
Got to see some old family photos my aunt and uncle brought back with them from their recent 6-week trip to visit relatives, as well as a journal from my Great Uncle Myron who I think is my grandma's brother on my father's side. I was sorry I didn't have more time to read through it.
Apparently Uncle Myron wrote some of his entries in code which nobody can understand. My Aunt Judy and Uncle Rick think it's from his exploits with women. But I just wanted to see what his everyday life was like.
My dad's mom and dad:
My grandpa ended up leaving and my grandma raised all the kids by herself. Sad because they looked so happy in all the pictures I saw today, so much in love. My dad says he remembers watching from a window when his dad traveled across the country to see his kids and my grandma's mom wouldn't let him in. My dad said that his dad walked away with his head down in such dejection. That story just breaks my heart every time I think about it.
This is the first page of my Great Uncle Myron's Journal. It reads I wonder when in later years to come, I will be glad or sad at the notes which I shall keep in this little book. At least I can look back and see just how far I have progressed on the road to happiness."
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