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YES YES YES YES.. we are the TEACHER!!!! I am so proud of you for saying

so. :o) your friend Diane

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> From: LDGsr@...

> dwarfismOnelist

> Subject: memories

> Date: Friday, August 13, 1999 5:28 AM

>

> From: LDGsr@...

>

> Yes those where the days when I was

> growning up in the 40's and early 50's.

> When I was going to school and kids

> would come up behind me and pick me

> up I was just tall enough and had a

> hard head and would let them have it

> right in the belly. Then I had the really

> tall kids that would do that and my foot

> would kick where it would do the most

> good. I didn't kick so hard to injury them,

> but they got the point. To say the least

> they got the message that you don,t pick

> him up without your safety pads on(hehe).

>

> Children are very curious and I have always tried to be kind to them and

> to the best of my ability explained to them why I

> was short in a way that they could under-

> stand. I still do that today. We have a rough road out here but how we

> travel that road determined just how rough that road is going to be. Be

> kind to the children for they don't understand and really we are

> the teacher.

>

> Your friend on the list

>

> Larry,sr

>

> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

> When Jesus was on the cross

> You were on His mind.

> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

>

>

> ---------------------------

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  • 5 years later...

Tess, It is so wonderful that your family shares so much love. That

was a great idea with the photo albums. Thanks for sharing the

story. Those are the Christmas you always remember....Blessed

Be...Marina

> This Christmas there was very little money, and though I bought a

small

> gift for each of my 2 grandchildren, I didn't have much left. So

I went

> to our " Dollar Tree " store and bought 4 photo albums, one for each

of my

> children.

>

> It took me awhile to complete them as everytime I looked at a

photogaph

> from the past 31 years (my eldest is 31) I would find myself going

back

> to when the photo was taken. More than a few tears were

shed...but more

> than a few smiles popped up my face as well.

>

> I've had times with better finances, bigger more elaborate gifts

for my

> children. But you should have seen their faces light up as they

opened

> their photo albums. They were SO delighted! They showed each

other

> (each book was different for each child) they showed their aunt,

their

> grandparents, their sweeties and then they kissed me and hugged me

> tightly.

>

> My children have been through so very much. I am so grateful that

> 'through it all' they know they are loved, and they remember the

love.

>

> This blessed my heart so much!

>

> Love to all...

>

> Tess

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Tess, It is so wonderful that your family shares so much love. That

was a great idea with the photo albums. Thanks for sharing the

story. Those are the Christmas you always remember....Blessed

Be...Marina

> This Christmas there was very little money, and though I bought a

small

> gift for each of my 2 grandchildren, I didn't have much left. So

I went

> to our " Dollar Tree " store and bought 4 photo albums, one for each

of my

> children.

>

> It took me awhile to complete them as everytime I looked at a

photogaph

> from the past 31 years (my eldest is 31) I would find myself going

back

> to when the photo was taken. More than a few tears were

shed...but more

> than a few smiles popped up my face as well.

>

> I've had times with better finances, bigger more elaborate gifts

for my

> children. But you should have seen their faces light up as they

opened

> their photo albums. They were SO delighted! They showed each

other

> (each book was different for each child) they showed their aunt,

their

> grandparents, their sweeties and then they kissed me and hugged me

> tightly.

>

> My children have been through so very much. I am so grateful that

> 'through it all' they know they are loved, and they remember the

love.

>

> This blessed my heart so much!

>

> Love to all...

>

> Tess

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Tess, what a lovely idea! We sometimes forget the true meaning of

Christmas, it's not what you buy, but what comes from your heart,

hugs T

> This Christmas there was very little money, and though I bought a

small

> gift for each of my 2 grandchildren, I didn't have much left. So I

went

> to our " Dollar Tree " store and bought 4 photo albums, one for each

of my

> children.

>

> It took me awhile to complete them as everytime I looked at a

photogaph

> from the past 31 years (my eldest is 31) I would find myself going

back

> to when the photo was taken. More than a few tears were shed...but

more

> than a few smiles popped up my face as well.

>

> I've had times with better finances, bigger more elaborate gifts

for my

> children. But you should have seen their faces light up as they

opened

> their photo albums. They were SO delighted! They showed each other

> (each book was different for each child) they showed their aunt,

their

> grandparents, their sweeties and then they kissed me and hugged me

> tightly.

>

> My children have been through so very much. I am so grateful that

> 'through it all' they know they are loved, and they remember the

love.

>

> This blessed my heart so much!

>

> Love to all...

>

> Tess

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Tess, what a lovely idea! We sometimes forget the true meaning of

Christmas, it's not what you buy, but what comes from your heart,

hugs T

> This Christmas there was very little money, and though I bought a

small

> gift for each of my 2 grandchildren, I didn't have much left. So I

went

> to our " Dollar Tree " store and bought 4 photo albums, one for each

of my

> children.

>

> It took me awhile to complete them as everytime I looked at a

photogaph

> from the past 31 years (my eldest is 31) I would find myself going

back

> to when the photo was taken. More than a few tears were shed...but

more

> than a few smiles popped up my face as well.

>

> I've had times with better finances, bigger more elaborate gifts

for my

> children. But you should have seen their faces light up as they

opened

> their photo albums. They were SO delighted! They showed each other

> (each book was different for each child) they showed their aunt,

their

> grandparents, their sweeties and then they kissed me and hugged me

> tightly.

>

> My children have been through so very much. I am so grateful that

> 'through it all' they know they are loved, and they remember the

love.

>

> This blessed my heart so much!

>

> Love to all...

>

> Tess

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Tess, as a single mom who lost all of my kid's baby & childhood

pictures in a house fire, I know how precious those things are. How

blessed your children are to have a mom who undoubtedly prayed for

each child, as you put each book together. I did a Bible study the

other night for the Senior h.s. girls and I asked them to each tell

their favorite Christmas memory. Chas (my baby) told about the year

we had NO money and made our gifts- I had made her a princess dress-

up outfit, written a fairy tale with Princess Chas as the central

figure, and made a little satin bag to put it in with her initials on

it. She still has that hanging in her closet to this day. I know

that your children and grandchildren treasure you and your loving

heart.

Blessings

Jane

> This Christmas there was very little money, and though I bought a

small

> gift for each of my 2 grandchildren, I didn't have much left. So I

went

> to our " Dollar Tree " store and bought 4 photo albums, one for each

of my

> children.

>

> It took me awhile to complete them as everytime I looked at a

photogaph

> from the past 31 years (my eldest is 31) I would find myself going

back

> to when the photo was taken. More than a few tears were shed...but

more

> than a few smiles popped up my face as well.

>

> I've had times with better finances, bigger more elaborate gifts

for my

> children. But you should have seen their faces light up as they

opened

> their photo albums. They were SO delighted! They showed each other

> (each book was different for each child) they showed their aunt,

their

> grandparents, their sweeties and then they kissed me and hugged me

> tightly.

>

> My children have been through so very much. I am so grateful that

> 'through it all' they know they are loved, and they remember the

love.

>

> This blessed my heart so much!

>

> Love to all...

>

> Tess

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Tess,

It always amazes me what we can do when we really have to. I think

the idea of a photo album was outstanding. A couple years ago,

before Jay's mother died, I went through all my pictures of

Christmas at her home and made a collage of them. I then framed it

and gave it to her for Christmas. It was the hit that Christmas -

everyone had to look at it to find out where they were in the

pictures.

I love to make gifts as opposed to buying them. Christmas to me is

a celebration of Christ's birth and that is the most important

thing. It is hard for kids who watch all their friends get lots of

presents to realize the importance of Christmas. I try now to do

small things that cause reflection.

Jay and I quit buying each other gifts on Christmas quite a few

years ago. We would never have the money when the time came so

through out the year when we are able we pick each other things up -

then on Christmas we spend the day watching Christmas videos about

his birth or movies about some good deed - Like the Bells of St

Marie. We sit together and try to keep the strife out of our lives.

This year was tough with all the people in my house that don't

believe in God. I tried but it was extremely hard not to feel the

devil around me - especially at this wonderful time of year.

We were able - Jay and I - to have a good day!

I am so happy for you - to be blessed this way - your kids and

grandkids will look at those albums for years to come and remember

what you did for them this Christmas.

You are a wonderful person.

God bless,

Althea

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Tess,

It always amazes me what we can do when we really have to. I think

the idea of a photo album was outstanding. A couple years ago,

before Jay's mother died, I went through all my pictures of

Christmas at her home and made a collage of them. I then framed it

and gave it to her for Christmas. It was the hit that Christmas -

everyone had to look at it to find out where they were in the

pictures.

I love to make gifts as opposed to buying them. Christmas to me is

a celebration of Christ's birth and that is the most important

thing. It is hard for kids who watch all their friends get lots of

presents to realize the importance of Christmas. I try now to do

small things that cause reflection.

Jay and I quit buying each other gifts on Christmas quite a few

years ago. We would never have the money when the time came so

through out the year when we are able we pick each other things up -

then on Christmas we spend the day watching Christmas videos about

his birth or movies about some good deed - Like the Bells of St

Marie. We sit together and try to keep the strife out of our lives.

This year was tough with all the people in my house that don't

believe in God. I tried but it was extremely hard not to feel the

devil around me - especially at this wonderful time of year.

We were able - Jay and I - to have a good day!

I am so happy for you - to be blessed this way - your kids and

grandkids will look at those albums for years to come and remember

what you did for them this Christmas.

You are a wonderful person.

God bless,

Althea

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  • 6 years later...

Your memories are always welcomed here, they are always lighthearted and even if

you didn't experience it, you can try to imagine it, like getting your tonsils

out on table and getting ice cream for dessert. I remember waiting to lick the

paddles on the ice cream maker, because it was the coldest part.

The men and older boys took turns cranking. Now we have electric ones, but it

takes something out of it. Seems like everyone had a small part.

The little girls got out the dishes and spoons. After it was all eaten, the

children vanished and went about touring the farm and playing with and crawling

under everything. We dug up the trash pits to find old colored glass. There

was no garbage, the pigs were the trash compactors and disposals of the day.

Never were we ever told not to touch something and we never destroyed or broke

anything. Some of my most precious memories were up in the attic, the boy's

quarters. When they left home, it was used for storage and there was my

family's history, my mother's books and my uncle's letters from their girl

friends, my grandgather's homemade base fiddle and stand. I even remember the

bed pan and honey pot. LOL

It didn't matter if we played the few old Victrola records over and over again,

the adults couldn't hear it in the kitchen and dining room over their chatter.

That's when we didn't have a care in the world. There was a war raging in the

rest of the world, yet we felt safe. We had a LTA base here where the

dirigibles were based to sink German subs. We were never told what they did,

other than being lookouts, but we did hear stories of fishermen seeing bread

wrappers and other items used on board floating on the water. We had small,

fast navy planes that also sunk ships and subs, but never once did we hear about

it. My father read the paper as soon as it was delivered and kept his ear to

the radio to hear the news. He worked out on the Gulf of Mexico, pumping oil

needed for the war effort, so he was vunerable if there was an attack. If the

tank batteries full of oil would have been struck, they would have all been

fried to a crisp.

People remember the ambulances racing to get to the end of the road where the

gulf begins, but we were never told who got hurt, or how, nor was it in the

newspapers. Soon those people will no longer be here with their oral history of

what part we played in winning the war. Try doing that today. There is too

much information, leaving us to worry about the enemy from within. We now have

a museum to display items recovered from the gulf war that hardly anyone outside

of the Pentagon knew about, letters from Germans to and from their families.

Some of them have come here and vice versa and donated personal items from the

deceased. It just opened a little over a year ago, and already they are looking

for a larger building.

Thank you , for sharing your war memories for the next generation. They

will not find that in the text books. We wanted more for our children and

instead we left out the basics. When my son was in the navy, he wrote and said,

" Mother, why didn't you ever teach me how to sew a button? " My mother taught me

to do all of those things, and my brothers also. My oldest brother, who was no

sissy, used to make our toys and even sewed our doll's dresses. My mother was

always sick and she depended on the boys to take care of the girls, who were

younger. One brother would do anything but hang clothes or clean the front

porch. My older brother rolled up his pant legs and got out there and did

everything the younger brother didn't do and I can still see him with his pants

rolled up hosing the front porch every day. His first job was sewing seat

covers for cars, they didn't come pre-packaged, they were all custom made.

Another era,

Lottie Duthu

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