Sunday March 9, 2008 Family History Lesson

OK, today Donald said another appropriate identification for us might be "The Bluets" (as in Blew-Its). Thats mean, don't you think? Today is Sunday and I went to church and then Carla brought over some good chicken and rice. I tried to take a nap this afternoon because I was out late last night at a concert with Denny and Paula. It was good Celtic music and the best thing was a crew of little girls doing Irish step dancing every time they played a jig -they were so beautiful!

So - a little family history. I will start with my generation and work my way back. I met Donald at church - Oakmont Methodist where we grew up. He was dating a friend, but she went off to college when I was a senior in high school and Donald kept coming to Sunday night church and going out with the youth to get food afterwards. On one of those nights we both realized we were interested in each other. He asked me for a date and we went to the Birmingham International Fair on our first date, Feb. 23, 1963. My family lived in some apartments in Homewood on Central Ave. then, and he walked me upstairs and we stood in the hallway and talked for a really long time and we kissed. I was making plans to go to Montevallo and he was making plans to go to Auburn, but somehow he ended up at Montevallo also. We went all the way through college dating each other and planned to get married in September of our senior year, but he backed out and we waited then until Christmas of the next year - 1967, after we had both graduated and I was in grad school at UAB and he was in med tech school at Carraway. He came over to my apartment (18th St. and 10th ave So) on the Friday before Christmas Eve was on Sunday and said "Let's get married this week-end" so we went and got our VD tests and the license that day. On Sat I went with his mother and bought a dress and we got married that Sunday night! You all probably know this but I just thought I'd write it down. Questions? Oh, please!

This afternoon the hawks are flying around, the Yellow-rumped warblers are in the trees and all the usual suspects are at the feeders including the squirrel we have named Orville Ifill. Spring is so close but it is still cold. My heart is sad this afternoon, because I miss someone, but there is some joy in every day!