Vintage family snail mail

My grandmother kept this congratulatory letter from her brother after the birth of my mom.   It’s surreal to know that this is how people once communicated because this is all they knew.   My uncle got word of my mother’s birth through a written letter.  Not an electronic message,  television, radio or even a newspaper.    After getting the news my uncle sat down, put quill to paper and wrote his sister a letter of congratulations.

letter page 1letter page 2

It reads:

“Dear Lillian and all,   December 16, 1931

Congratulations, your card was forwarded to me by Emma (?)
So it is a girl, and you gave her a name i always liked
How I would like to meet her and i would like to send her a present worth while but will have to wait until I am doing something. but she will have something coming so you can tell her that for now.
I am glad you are all right for i must admit I was worried.
The cards you sent out are the best I ever saw (can’t read the following 4 words)
I wrote Bill yesterday suppose he has my letter by now.
Sorry I can’t send you some money to help you out but may be able to send some later.
Write when you are able and tell me all the news.
Wm Loftus”

Sweet memories 🙂

VOPD 5 March, 2015- My grandfather owned a printing press

…and I am discovering also that he liked to take pictures.   He was pretty dang good at it too!    I’ve been doing a lot of research on him and am finding out he accomplished a lot in his life.    Sure wish I had been given the chance to meet him.   This picture is of my toddler mom and another little one sitting in what I think is the park across the street from our family home.   I like how my grandma made sure to write on the photos who is who for her albums.   No idea who the other girl is,  but she didn’t look as happy to be there as my mom.   Mom’s smile is precious in this picture,   she was such an adorable baby.  Just sayin… 😉

baby mom and friend

Another VPOTD (1 March 2015) – How cute is this?

My grandfather owned the only printing press company in our then little town so I can tell he loved taking photographs. There are stacks and stacks of uniquely placed family photos and everyone in them has a certain ‘look’ on their faces.  That’s not a bad thing at all…. more like he knew how to get them to relax before he snapped their scaleWith that being said,  this is my mom sitting on a scale.   outdoors(?)     I’m guessing it was sort of a ‘Hey friends! Look how big our daughter has grown” brag kind of photo.   It turned out adorable, and look how happy my mom is!

I wish I had met my grandfather,  he seemed like he was quite a man!

VPOTD 20 January 2015

Lion Country Safari.    Long since extinct from Southern California but it stood proudly in Irvine for 14 years before it finally closed to make way for a water park.  I was soooo young back then but I do remember vaguely sitting in a hot car riding with my parents as they tried to point out lions and tigers in the distance.  I never remembered the animals being like the ones in the brochure.   They were always sleeping soundly underneath shade somewhere in the distance.   Maybe that’s why they eventually shut down,  too many people getting out of their cars in search of their photo op with the Bengal tiger or elephant with baby.    Wouldn’t surprise me at all!

So, the history about this picture is that is my mom and sister.    My mom’s hair was pretty wild back then but from what I remember that was the in style.  If you watch any of those vintage ‘Match Game’ episodes on GSN from the mid to late 70’s just about every woman that comes on there has a high hairdo.  I know mom Aqua Netted her hair practically to death.    I never related that smell as hair spray,  it was more ‘mom smells’ since she used it so much.   On this day my dad and I had taken a separate jeep in front of them and we were waiting for my mom and sister to catch up.   As soon as they came out of the tunnel behind them mom threw up her pointing finger as if to say “oh no you AREN’T taking my picture!”    *click*   Dad went rogue and snapped a picture anyway.. hence this funny moment 🙂    Mom was always pretty hyper critical of my dad.   She loved to pick at him when people were around as sort of an attention seeking joke.   I didn’t realize it was wrong or that it really affected me until I caught myself doing it to my husband.   I can proudly say that once I figured that out I never did it again,   kids are sponges.. they soak in anything they see.     But back on topic.. this picture was taken at Lion Country Safari sometime in the 70’s and much to my mother’s dismay judging by the look on her face.   hah.. poor mom 🙂  at least my sister is smiling.


RVPOTD 18th January 2015

eighteenth birthday cake

The cake I had for my eighteenth birthday!   It was made for me as a surprise from my mom and sister.  Roger Rabbit was ‘the’ Disney movie back then (should tell ya what year it was then)  so I got a lot of RR themed goodies.   Somewhere in my bag o stuffed animals I even still have my stuffed Roger Rabbit,  back when Disney stuffed animals didn’t look so ‘cookie cut’ like they do today *shakes cane*   yeah yeah.. I sounded like an old codger right there but come on,  don’t you miss some of the cool things from yesteryear?   My cake wasn’t silk screened on or didn’t have layers of different flavors or exotic fillings.. but it was all mine and bought with love by my family 🙂

Bonus VPOTD and a thank you from the bottom of my heart

Wow! I keep getting email notifications that so many people are liking my entries on here.   You have no idea how much that means to me.  I appreciate those who stop by to see what I have to share from my life, family, and experiences

and I still have so much more as soon as I’m able to sort it out in my mind.

Years ago I had a livejournal that I wrote daily in.   I had so much fun doing it.   Writing is good therapy I have come to discover so… thank you all for being a part of my own little corner of wordpress.

Aww!  Look at the cute baby with the alfalfa point on the top of her head!   That’s my half sister in all her cuteness.  Taken mid 1958  I don’t think this picture could be any cuter if it tried.   I love these simple older pictures.  No backdrops,  no fluff,  no props.  Just a baby with a happy expression.    Some people make their family photos too complicated these days.   Give me one like this any day!

baby sis picCoochie coochie coochie coo!

Thank you all again for stopping by!

VPOTD (11 January 2015)


I have several scrapbooks containing old greeting cards such as this one above.  In her much younger years my mom saved every card and every note.   Her scrapbooks are beautifully done!   you could tell she preserved these memories very carefully because they meant the world to her.   I’d love to share these as well along with my pictures, since it’s fascinating to see what used to be given as a greeting card.   How would it be taken if you were given a card that contained the words ‘hot and bothered’ by your brother today?    I love how the cards are illustrated,  much more personal than the sarcastic cards that are made today.

V(sort of) POTD 11 January 2015

This picture is a great example of why pictures are taken in the first place.   To stop time at a moment that you want to look back someday on and remember.   That’s me in the red and white silly sailor looking top and horrifying bangs.   I am going to guess it was in the 1980-1983 timeframe.  Next to me is my mom and my cousin Jane.    We used to drive to Jane’s farm in Fresno.  It wasn’t that far of a trip,  but to a kid sitting in the car even for a few hours it seemed like we were traveling to another world.    Going there was my first taste of ‘country’ life. I remember climbing all over their farming equipment and once finding a tiny lone homeless kitten in their barn.   It was hotter in Fresno than it was in Los Angeles so I remember fussing to my parents about that (like they had any control of the weather)  I also remember there being a long running family joke about Jane’s husband Floyd loving ketchup so much he put it on everything.   At dinner there would always be a comment like “Where’s your giant bottle of ketchup, Floyd?”   Isn’t it odd what things you remember back when you were a kid?   Small trivial things,  but I don’t remember this picture being taken.   I wish I had.

jane and mom

We were all obviously sharing a laugh.   Mom was always the jokester in the family, she would come up with the funniest things to say at a moment’s notice  (I think I inherited that from her).    No doubt mom had just said something that made Jane and I laugh,  although I have a creepy smirk on my face.   Ugh, that hairstyle!     It’s a piece of time I’m glad that is preserved in a photo to look back on.  It is nice to see my mom laughing.   She’s been gone now 17 years in March and I like to think I still remember what her voice sounded like.   Over time though, I’m so afraid of that fading from my memory.   In this picture though the sound of her laugh comes through clearly just by looking at it.

I cherish that,   but not my choices of hair and clothing back then.