Thursday, September 9, 2010

Treasure Chest Thursday~Happy Birthday Dustin

My Treasure Chest today is filled with the memories of my youngest son's birth and all the memories he has provided me the last 14 years of his life.  Today is his 14th Birthday and I wanted to share a little of those with friends and family.


born:  9 Sept 1996
Place:  Wilson Jones Hospital,
Sherman, TX
Time: 6:32 am
Weight:  8 13.2 lbs
Length:  21.5 in

I was so glad when this day finally came!  For most of the time I carried you, you sat on my kidney or pussed up against my rib cage.  Every night when I finally decided to go to bed, you decided to wake up.  You were causing problems before you ever got here and your still full of spunk now.

photo by:  Chris Franka aka "Papa Chris
April 15, 1998

This was taken at Destiny's First Birthday! We had such a great time that day with the two of you.  Ever since the two of you were born, you've been connected at the hip. 

photo by: Chris Franka aka "Papa Chris
Fall of 1997

This was a regular hangout for the family when Papa and Granny lived in Ft. Worth.  I laughed one day when we were there and Uncle Larry informed all the kids that "Alligators" lived in the creek just below the deck on the patio and were waiting for little children to fall over so they could get fed.  After that, no one ever climbed on the railing, but you always got ALMOST to the railing and would try to look over to see if there were really "ALLIGATORS" down there.  It wasn't until you were much older that you realized that was just a big joke.

photo by:  Chris Franko aka "Papa Chris"
April 15, 1998
"Destiny's First Birthday Party"!

photo by:  Chris Franko aka "Papa Chris"
abt 1999
McKinney, TX
"First Fish"

This is probably one of my favorite photos!

Dustin's grandma had taken him fishing and while she was helping the other kids, he couldn't wait to get his hook in the water and figure out what was going to happen.  All he knew was everyone else was doing it.

Dustin took his pole, without any bait on the hook and tossed it in the water.  Before  Granny Cissy knew it, you were screaming and jumping up and down and when she looked over at you, you had caught your first fish all by your self!

As you can tell, your pretty proud of it too!

Barwise Junior High
7th Grade


Sunday, September 5, 2010

Sentimental Sunday

Grace Evans-Thompson
Born:  15 September 1907, Dessert, Collin, TX
Died:  27 May 2001, Sherman, Grayson, TX
Buried:  Leonard Cemetery, Leonard, Fannin, TX

Married to:  Marion Ray Thompson
5 Oct. 1924

Aunt Gracie was a "tot"!  Being the youngest of  of seven children and the "ONLY" girl, she learned how to take care of herself.  Even as a little girl, I remember watching her give my great-grandfather fit's all the time.

photo property of:  Robin Inge
Date:  5 Jun 1947, Leonard, Fannin, Texas, USA
This photo is of Aunt Gracie and her brothers at their Mother Anthaline Beasley-Evans' Funeral at Leonard Cemetery in Leonard.
In this picture:   Left to right: Ervin, Clarence, Ray, Gracie, Lawrance, Archie Evans

  My favorite memories are of visiting Aunt Gracie's house in Leonard out on 5035, renamed "Raggedy Ann Ln, for her 90th birthday.  Her Daughter Anthaline, had gotten a bunch of signatures for neigbors and took it to the City for approval.  Until her death, a big Raggedy Ann sign stood on the corner.  Aunt Gracie's Signature Doll that everyone from all over came to see and buy were her Raggedy Ann Dolls.

photo by:  Robin Inge
Home of Marion and Grace Evans Thompson

I couldn't get any closer to the house, because the gate is locked and someone else is living there now.  But this is the house that Aunt Gracie lived in up until abt. August 1996. To the far left is her craft room. 

photo taken by:  Robin Inge
Created by:  Grace Evans Thompson

photo taken by: Robin Inge
Created by: Grace Evans Thompson

Before Aunt Gracie passed away, I was priveledge to be given two very special afagans that she had made and I had always played with as a child.  Each of these afagan's where created when I was a little girl and are apart of the past that reminds me of "Where I Came From".  I can still remember seeing them on the back of the chair in the living room or drapped across her bed. 
Aunt Gracie had a gift for "creating"....
Even has her health began to fail and her hands hurt from Artheritis, she still found comfort in sewing and creating.  After I was grown and pregnant with my first son, I received my first sewing lesson from Aunt Gracie and she and I would spend hours playing and creating.  Those are very special memories and times I was able to share before she left and I will always remember all the love that she shared with me through her gift of sewing and dolls.