Tag Archives: Grandpa

Do They Get Along?

I have lots of people ask me if the babies get along. We came home from camping today and met up with the family for Danielle’s birthday dinner. This is MJ and Sydney’s immediate greeting to one another outside the restaurant. What do you think? Do they get along?

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Your Man - May 15, 2011 - 7:55 PM

I love my grandbabies.

Sheila Clark - May 16, 2011 - 7:46 AM

That is sweet! It looks like they’re the exact same heighth. Wow!

FairlyCandid.wordpress.com - May 16, 2011 - 10:23 AM

I think Sydney has a bit of height over MJ. She is 10 weeks younger and much lighter!

Aubrey Archuleta - May 17, 2011 - 12:26 PM

Awe! Of course they do! What a silly question 😀

Remembering the Good Guys

The location for Ken and Kathy’s post awaked something in me — memories of two special men in my life but more on that in a minute. I suggested several locations for Ken and Kathy’s photo shoot and Kathy seemed drawn to the ones involving architecture … downtown Boise, the Bishop’s House, or the Capital Building were some […]

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Megan - March 15, 2011 - 11:23 PM

Want to know a little secret? This is my FAVORITE post to date. I loved it- everything about it…and sadly, there’s so much I learned in this post!!! I had no idea Grandpa Queen was a cradle-robber! The picture of Grandpa Brown in the kitchen threw me for a loop- I can’t believe how much Matt looks like him there. It was fun to read of lemon-drop and auction childhood memories.
I can only imagine how much you must miss your Dad…even after all these years. I wish I could have met him. Someday. 😉

Kathy Jones - March 19, 2011 - 8:58 AM

Love this post! It made me feel nostalgic and although I never met your dad, I feel connected through your stories because you have such a great way of story-telling! The stories also reminded me of my own father in many ways. Thanks for sharing!

FairlyCandid.wordpress.com - March 19, 2011 - 8:33 PM

My oldest sister wrote me an e-mail with these comments on this post. They are special and I appreciate her!
“My memories are in some ways the very same and others the exact opposite. I do not ever remember Dad saying the actual words – I love you – but I never doubted that he did. My special memories are after Nick. Nicole was less than one because she wasn’t walking and I walked into the kitchen and he was on his stomach on the floor making her laugh. I can very clearly remember thinking to myself – who is this fellow? I have always felt sorry for both of you that you didn’t get to meet Pap Pap on your own level with your kids. I do know that I was given a gift.

I don’t remember not liking you with the exception of having to go to the basement and getting you grape jelly and who knows if that was more than once. I was sad to read that you felt that way so SORRY many years later.

I also have good memories of both sets of grandparents. I remember Grandad as only wearing railroad pants, always with hard candy, which I hated and would never turn down his offer of a piece (and would turn the corner and spit out). I loved riding in his funny old car. I always thought that he took care of Gram. Not that he was perfect because we all know thats not true. I have happy memories of the aution but I know that only went once or maybe twice. I always knew that their house was tiny and so perfect in so many ways. I was always impressed even as a very small kid that we were all invited as a giant family. The garden was so important to her and we were allowed to run the paths, pick the berries, play in the wonderful smelly little room downstairs with the clothes and hats. I loved Easter dinner there. I always felt sorry for Gram when it was rainy or cold. Cousins are a special thing. This year at Christmas at your house my husband was reminded of that same magic watching the ladies, Charlie and MJ. It’s just special, crowed, noisy, estra messy, and special. With four, soon to be five and six.”

Becky Hamilton - March 22, 2011 - 12:59 PM

Mary – you have such a way with words. I can picture Grandpa and Uncle Kenny vividly in your story. My favorite story about your dad is that he used to throw 24 pennies out in the yard and tell you girls not to come in until you found them all. Problem was he would tell you he threw out 25. Always makes me smile.

FairlyCandid.wordpress.com - March 22, 2011 - 1:01 PM

Are you serious? I didn’t know that story. That’s hilarious … can’t wait to play that on my grandkids one day! Thank you for commenting Becky.

An Old and New Kind of Love (Ken and Kathy)

The date was July 3, 1976 — the day before the Bicentennial. Mike and I had been married almost one year and we were at Cathedral Pines Family Camp in Sun Valley where we met Ken. He had just moved to Twin Falls from Northern Ohio (where incidentily Kathy’s family had lived for about 10 years […]

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Kathy Jones - March 1, 2011 - 7:03 AM

Nice pictures! Hard to say which is my favorite. I like the one on the balcony with the white sky background. But I also like the black and white – oh and the sepia toned too! Heck – they are all great!

FairlyCandid.wordpress.com - March 1, 2011 - 7:12 AM

Kathy sent me this comment by e-mail and I told her I was posting it … it was too sweet not too (or else I am too vain), but either way, thank you Kathy … so sweet. It was a beautiful journey for me to get to read and write about all my friends and their love for each other. She writes:

“I looked at the blog today and I think you put way too many pictures of us up, but oh my gosh are they beautiful. That was a very fun experience for me and I really did not mind that I was freezing cold. I just cozied up to Ken. And when I looked at the camera, I pretended I was looking through the camera at you, so it was you I was smiling at, thinking about the kind of person you are, and that made me smile. You are an inspirational friend. I just read somewhere that having a good social network adds 3.7 years to your life, so I guess this weekend must have added a year. Your friend, Kathy”

That last comment made me laugh considering the wonderful post V-Day party we just had at Jim and Diane’s.

botut - March 2, 2011 - 10:43 AM

I hate getting pictures taken but love to take them. I’ll have to remember Kathy’s trick (if I know the photographer!)

I laughed at the “walk…in the dark…off the trail…with branches whipping in her face” part! Donnie has done the same thing to me.

Kathy Sereduk - March 4, 2011 - 3:25 PM

What a beautiful story! I think Mom and Grandma played matchmaker. I loved the pictures. The love and friendship that Kathy & Ken share really showed through them. How fun to take a trip down memory lane with them. We have shared many adventures together, and hope we get to add to those memories as we all grow older together.

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