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Mother's Memory Volume 2 (Copy 2)

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S: Margaret Brookes Steen Day Volume 2

1: Because your life is so full it takes 2 Volumes!

2: The company sent Dad to New York for a year and the family could go, but we decided (after much discussion) that the best thing for the kids was not to uproot them for just one year, consequently the kids and I stayed in Denver and Dad was in New York for a year. He got home quite a few weekends and then we all had the summer to look forward to see as we were going back for the summer and that was exciting. We had one very long, wonderful vacation that summer – the first one we had really taken with the kids. We tried to see as much of the country going and coming as we could possibly see as we were driving. We had a Plymouth Station Wagon and believe me it was loaded down. Seven of us and my mother in the car and all of our belongings on the top. We had a canvas shell built for the car and everything went into that. That car was top heavy and overloaded but we took off happily unaware. Dad had flown home to drive us to New York City!!! The only thing Bob wanted to see was the Empire State Building, and Sharon wanted to see the Liberty Statue as she called her.

4: We left home on a very overcast, stormy looking day and we hadn’t got too far east of Denver when the radio started broadcasting tornado warnings for our area so we drove with our eyes peeled. Only got as far as Colby, Kansas, the first night out and got into a motel (always took two rooms for us) and then the rains came. My how it did rain. The next morning it was so cold and you guessed it, all our jackets were in the canvas thing on top of the car and soaking wet!!!!

5: We drove on into Kansas City where we were going to spend a couple of days with Sis and Ty and also visit friends we had made while living in KC. We spent a lot of the time drying out our luggage from the rain (not the first time). We stayed in a motel with a pool and the kids really enjoyed the pool and we did enjoy visiting everyone.

7: All the way across Kansas Bob kept asking if the grain silo's were the Empire State Building. Each one he saw he thought it was it. They seemed tall standing all by themselves out in the middle of nowhere.

8: All across the county we took pictures of the State lines so while we were fresh and excited we all would pile out for the picture, but as the trip went on and we got more tired, fewer and fewer people got out for the pictures. In our pictures was we show them this is very obvious.

9: We left KC for Champagne, Illinois as Dad had a business call to make there (he was combining business and pleasure). In Champagne as Dad was doing his thing the kids and I toured the University of Illinois Campus and ate lunch in a park there.

10: Also we went to Springfield Illinois and we toured Lincoln’s home he had when he first married Mary Todd Lincoln. We all found that very interesting.

11: We left Champagne for Indianapolis Indiana, where Dad had some more business to attend to. Again, when we got into Indianapolis we were so hot and tired we made a choice whether we wanted to eat or swim. Frank and John chose swimming and the rest of us ate at the restaurant in the motel. VERY SUDDENLY an electrical storm came up and it scared us to death with the boys being in the pool, but they had the sense to get out of the pool and head to the room. WHAT A DOWNPOUR! No one else got to go swimming that night.

12: While in Indianapolis we visited the Speedway and all of us are official “First Lappers” as we have been around the track once. It was an interesting tour and the museum was very interesting – they had cars that had been in races since the first one and the changes were remarkable, but if you look at the changes NOW in the cars it is even more remarkable. We bought Bob a plastic hat and goggle set and until we got to Gettysburg he sat in the back of the station wagon “driving” his race car with his hat and goggles on!

13: Left Indianapolis for Columbus, Ohio, and we hadn’t see anything yet when it came to rain. It literally rained on us all across Ohio. We even had a flat in the rain and had to fix it in the rain! We got into Columbus the night the University of Ohio was graduating and we were really lucky we got a motel room as things were jumping and full. We did get a room, thankfully. Left Columbus for Gettysburg and what a pretty drive. All of us fell in love with Gettysburg and the next morning we did the battlefield and the cemetery and bought Bob a Rebel hat and a rubber sword which he loved (it replaced the racing helmet). We drove out to Eisenhower’s farm and the only way you could see it was to climb this tower like a fire watch tower. Of course Frank, John, and Bob trudged up the stairs (open) easily. Dad took Sharon’s hand and was going up fine. Mom took a few steps and decided she couldn’t do it, and Susan and I were clinging to the rail trying to make it up – all the time Dad yelling at me because I wasn’t holding Susan’s hand! I couldn’t! I was scared to death. Finally we both decided it wasn’t worth seeing and we went back down. Naturally, Bob had his hat on and it blew off his head and we were sure the hat was long gone, but John came scrambling down the steps and ran over into a farmers field and retrieved the hat for Bob.

15: On to Philadelphia and on the way we stopped at an Amish farm and then in Philadelphia visited the Liberty Bell and Independence Hall. We all stood on the spot where they raised the first American Flag.

16: Into New York! We were so happy to be at the end of the trip. Extremely tired! Dad had rented us a little two bedroom cottage out on the beach for the summer. It was in a little private beach community and it was a fabulous place for the kids to be. We were about two blocks from the beach and although the house was small we didn’t expect to spend much time there. The girls had one bedroom. Dad and I had the other and the boys slept on cots in the living room with Mom on the divan. Mom was only going to be there for a while and was going up to Boston to visit her brother and his wife. It was crowded and there was ALWAYS sand on the floor that drove me crazy. The last thing you did at night before you climbed into bed was wipe your feet off with a damp washrag to get the sand off or your bed would have been gritty. I fought sand all summer but the rest was wonderful.

18: When we first arrived it was very cold and we really couldn’t enjoy the beach that much, but we did everything else. We were the ultimate tourist. Dad had to work in downtown Manhattan and took the subway every day to work, but the weekends we sightsaw Bob finally got to see the Empire State Building and Sharon got to see the Liberty Statue. The men (except Bob) went to a double header at Yankee Stadium. We tried to see everything that we could and really did a good job.

19: Even spent a weekend in Washington DC, and visited everything there. Our one big fiasco was Susan got the measles really bad. She was one sick kid. We got the other kids gamma Globulin shots but Sharon still managed to get them from her and she took sick while we were in Washington, which was a bummer. Other than that the summer couldn’t have been better.

20: Dad took his vacation for us to drive home with and we went up into the New England states and visited a lot of historical places – Plymouth Rock, Concord and Lexington, Paul Revere's House, Old Ironsides etc, in the Boston area. Also visited my Uncle and Aunt that I hadn’t seen since I was a little girl. We enjoyed the Boston area.

22: We left Boston and headed to Buffalo to see Niagara Falls. What an awesome sight! We even took the elevator down and went behind and under the falls.

23: We were all so enthralled with Niagara Falls and Dad made the fatal mistake of saying “These are really something, but you should see Jackson Falls in Michigan”. Well, nothing would have it but for us to make Jackson, Michigan by the next night. We drove up through Canada and skipped rocks on Lake Ontario and came back into the US by way of Detroit – then on to Jackson, Michigan.

24: We were late getting into Jackson, Michigan, and when we stopped for a motel all were filled as there was a convention in town! We were disappointed but Dad said we would still go by the falls which we did. You can imagine our amazement when we discovered they were man-made falls with cement step-like cascades coming down a fairly good sized hill.

25: They were colored beautifully and they were pretty, but couldn’t hold a candle to Niagara Falls. WELL, poor Dad, you know he will never live it down, but to stick up for him a bit I have to tell you that when he saw them he was young and from this little town of Lamar and this was the first thing like that he had ever seen. He was impressed and to him being small they seemed much larger than they were. To this day when the family gets together and there is something impressive we will say “Yeah, it’s nice, but you should see the falls at Jackson, Michigan!” We did find a hotel room in Jackson, and the next day headed for Madison, Wisconsin. We drove around a bit and found the house we had stayed in as newlyweds. It’s still a pretty campus.

26: On to Minneapolis where we spent a few days with the Randall’s. It was so good seeing them again and our kids hit it off real well.

27: Left Minneapolis for Knoxville, Iowa to see Harvey and Mike. Spent several days with them and Mike decided she could get a free ride to Denver with us so hitched a ride – just what we needed. We told her we were going to be stopping tin Scottsbluff and she said she would take the bus on in from there. Poor Betsy, imagine her surprise when we drove up with another passenger. People cringed anyway when our troops appeared as we had to be overwhelming to people that were used to small, quiet groups of people. We were anything but small or quiet.

28: Our kids were impressed with Scottsbluff because their cousin Jeri lived on a farm and this was the first time they had really seen farm life up close. Jeri’s husband, Bob, took them out and dangled their feet in an irrigation ditch and lots of neat things. It was great, but we were close to home and we wanted to get there as fast as we could!

29: On the way to Denver we did stop at a tourist trap and I bought an old crank telephone! I had wanted one for a long time and I was thrilled with it. I refinished it and we still have it hanging on our wall. I still love it!

30: You can imagine what our picture of the Colorado border looked like. We all got out of the car and were ecstatic! We had rented our house for the summer, and the people we rented the house to told us they would get out the next day so we spent that night with Grandma and then back home.

31: School started within a few days and Frank was a senior and Bob started first grade.

32: Frank was busy applying to colleges but his biggest application was to the Naval Academy and what a thrilled was when he was accepted for the class of 1966. Little did we know we only had four more years in Denver. When Frank graduated from the Naval Academy June 6, 1966 at 2:00 p.m., we left there to fly home for John’s graduation from High School at 8:00 p.m. that night. Could only manage that because of the changes in time! The next morning John and his friend started driving to Los Angeles and in a week or so the rest of us followed as Dad was starting a new job.

33: Life in Los Angeles (or La Palma) was a culture shock for us. Life was very different but we soon fell in love with the sun most every day and not shoveling snow in the winter! Bob was young enough when we moved that I think he feels California is home to him, but feel like the rest of us still, deep down, feel like Colorado is home. The kids have scattered with the wind and each of you have started your own lives of which you can each take your turn telling about. Live has been very good to us. Little did we know when we met on that street corner that we would have this whole passel of kids and that they would bring so much joy to our lives. Thank you for being so wonderful to us and making our lives so fulfilling.

36: Frank I have so many fond memories growing up. You let us all pretty much be kids without too much worry about how the house looked (and, to the dismay of pretty much everyone I learned that lesson well). So, let me start listing memories - how many do you remember?. 1. Putting quarters in the TV to watch the world series on the round tube, TV in Salt Lake. 2. How many jobs did Dad have? Lou's Music Box and Dad's TV repair service on S. Elm. 3. Our neighbor having to turn off his motorcycle and coast home so our dog didn't go crazy. 4. Doing the Halloween parade at University Hills where you dressed us all as dancing cigarette packs (big on TV then). 5. I saw a UFO in the backyard of the S. Elm house. At night I looked up and there were two lights like on the wings of a huge airplane moving overhead but it was completely silent and low. Since I don't have a clue what it was and it was in the air it was a UFO. 6. Remember the weather balloon hitting the house down the street. I'll bet that was no weather balloon but that was what they said. 7. Bud and Marie (the milkman). 8. The airline pilot on the corner, I used to spend a lot of time talking to him about flying. 9. Riding the #8 bus downtown by myself to go to the movies (age 12?), times have changed. 10. One of those trips downtown I saw the movie "Steel Helmet" and I won a helmet liner. Dropped it before I got home and it cracked but that didn't keep me from playing with that for years 11. When I raised money during the Mother's March of Dimes, I got a button to wear that said "Tonight I am a mother". 12. Winning the championship in 3-2 baseball in KC. Won because we were too late to get me on the team with my friends and I happened to get on a team with some great players. 13. Learning the State Capitals in the basement in KC house. 14. KC was where I chipped my front teeth jumping on my sled but it hit some rocks in the road, stopping and I didn't. 15. I remember liking to do the ironing in the basement on Atlantic Place. I was darn good at simple stuff as I remember. Probably only because it was a machine, not that I had a domestic bent (as everyone knows).

37: Cheryl One of my fond memories occurred when we first met. I wanted to make a quilt so she took me to her favorite quilting store. She patiently helped me choose my fabric and shared stories about some of the quilts that she had made for family members. I really have a bit of mom with me all the time; when I hear Frank's laugh I can't help but think of her because they are so much alike. She is giving and sweet natured, someone who has lived her life fully with curiosity, intelligence, strength and love. Even some memory loss can't take that away from her or from us. She continues to find humor in small things and feels affection for those around her. Mom is a role model for all of us! | 16. I remember you getting a nice new chair at Atlantic place and within about 6 hours I sat in it (without thinking, of course) without a shirt covered with sun tan lotion. Your disappointment you couldn't have anything nice is ingrained, again, sorry. 17. Learning to drive, you told me to turn left at the next street and I did. Neither one of us noticed that it was a one-way and we were going the wrong way until we saw 'em all coming towards us. Instead of stopping though, I gunned it and turned left on the first street and we didn't get hit. I think that was the last time you and I went out together. 18 The Status Symbol. Who could forget the Status Symbol. 18 My paper route and my "paperboy special" heavy duty 2 speed bike. I almost always had the paper read before I had them all folded. 19. On really cold Sunday morning you would get up and drive me on the route and I would sit on the back of the car and throw them from there. 20. The family collecting used newspaper for extra money. 21. All the houses had our own incinerator for burning trash. 22. The Boy's Pep Club with Jon Streltzer and Gary Fisk. Greg Reid, John Delzer., Jr. Cotillion. 23. The house getting TP's and trashed you you pretenting the junk was family heirlooms. Dearco, 24. Judo at the YMCA, every time I fall now I think that class just saved me another broken bone. 25. and on and on. Thanks for EVERYTHING!

38: john A few memories of growing up in the Day family are sprinkled with tidbits that have stuck with me; however, many may be my imagination going overboard. I don't remember this memory, but Mother says that in Salt Lake City I took off on a tricycle and went for a ride out of the neighborhood. She will remember bringing me back, a memory she may have second guessed herself about ever since. | I remember the train ride from SLC to Denver when we moved to Elm St. On Elm St., I remember building the addition onto the back of the house. Or was that a dream? I remember Mother calling out to me to come into the house while I was playing to see the first Mickey Mouse Club. Howdy Doody and Buffalo Bob on Sunday mornings. Coloring books on the floor. Trick or treating. The highline canal. Riding bikes with Frankie and having him show me how to ride a 2 wheeler. He put me on the bike and gave me a big shove and I stayed upright and thought how easy it was. The time Pat Burch and I missed the school bus and decided to play hooky, and Suzy coming along to run home for lunch to tell that we were holed up in a church under construction. Watching TV and wanting a color TV when others in the neighborhood had one. Bradley elementary school. Planting an elm tree in the front yard and going back

39: there today and seeing how big it is. Moving to Kansas City and Hickory Grove Elementary school. The big field behind our house and water moccasins in the ponds. Listening to the radio in the basement one day that was all dark and overcast with Mother ironing and finding out later that there was a tornado warning out. Having Mother take me to see Elvis in "Love Me Tender" at the movies. Moving back to Denver. Building basement rooms and moving down into one of them. Having Christmases on Atlantic Place and waking up early to spy on what we got. Playing cards, hide-and-go-seek, kick the can, snowball fights, building snowmen. And, of course, the obligatory chores. Cutting the grass and clipping it. Shoveling snow. Having to wash and dry dishes and complaining to anybody that would listen, until we finally got 10 cents to wash or dry. Having Mother cook cakes and being able to lick the spoons. Selling taffy and she getting everybody into the car to drive around and help me. Cub Scouts when Mother was our den mother....Oh, I forgot an incident back on Elm St. when Mother was taking Suzy and me somewhere and she forgot something back in the house, parked on the street and ran back inside. When she came out, I had

40: taken the car out of gear and driven up onto a neighbor's lawn a couple of houses away. Walking to Merrill in rain, shine, snow or sleet. Playing with the kids on the block, Ricky, Kent, Tom, the Buddishes, the Lancasters, Brad, the Edmonds, the Metzgers. Snowball fights, baseball and softball, war, cops and robbers, cowboys and indians, who falls the best, LaCrosse, our back yard as a play zone. Croquette, water balloons, squirt guns, sand box. Playing games in the house, like canasta, war, chutes and ladders, Life, Uno, Lincoln logs, forts with cowboy and indian figures, Lionel train, ping pong, and hide and seek. Working at Ash Grove as a sweeper boy and getting up at 6:00 in the morning to dust the classrooms every day. Riding bikes with baseball cards stuck on the frame with clothespins to make the bikes into motorcycles. Ice hockey with brooms and a hockey puck. Going to the YMCA on Saturday to watch movies and serials and swim. Of course, mother drove us. Badminton in the back with hamburgers, hot dogs, beans and ears of corn, yum. Learning to ice skate. Crazy friends like Bill Guertner, Harry Grasse, Rael Nidess. The telephone in the Status Symbol. Football games on the neighbors lawns. A lot more, but without you there would be none of the good memories. Thank you and I love you.

41: I don't have many memories of Mom because I haven't been around that long. I do remember that she accepted me into the family with great hugs and lots of love, and for this I will thank her forever. My favorite memory, however, is of Mom at the Dazed and Confused Family Reunion Talent Show in 2009, when she stood up in front of the whole gang and, in her sweetest voice, sang the alphabet song! A - B - C - D - E - F - G....... And we all loved it! As we love her. - Oro C.

42: Mom I love you very much, and I want to wish you a Happy Birthday. When we lived in Denver, it was great...You ended up being a boy scout leader. I remember having all of us making head dresses.....Had the best of times at our birthdays.....each better then the next, one of the best for me was dressing up, and going door to door looking for something on our scavenger list....Then the HALLOWEEN PARTY! Amazing having us dress up, trying not to scream and having us walk backwards down the stairs, looking in a mirror, to see who our future husband would be, and he was an ugly old man! I remember you being so tickled at the Rainbow Halloween Party and at Janet Whitaker in herOuthouse costume! LOVE ALWAYS, FOREVER AND A DAY SUZY

43: Shelly In the spring of 1996, Gramma and I embarked upon a great adventure: we went on a 2 week cruise to the Mediterranean. I could go on and on about the wonderful things we saw and the fantastic people we met, but I have a more scintillating story to tell did you know that Gramma was almost arrested in Florence, Italy for assault? It’s true! There we were in an Italian plaza with thousands (ok, maybe hundreds) of other tourists following around a tour guide trying to hear the historical, artistic, or literary significance of this particular cathedral, that sculpture, or this painting. I began to get tired of pushing my way through the crowd just to hear a snippet or two from our tour guide, so I started to hang back from our group a bit and just enjoy the scene. Gramma, of course, was right at the front of the pack to make sure she didn’t miss a word. And then it happened. A few gypsy women surrounded me. The one right in front of me was holding a baby in her arms. At first I thought: She is going to ask me for money and is using the baby for sympathy. But as she and her baby moved uncomfortably close, I felt a strong tug on the travel wallet I was wearing around my neck and realized she was trying to steal it! As I tried to back away, the other women with her, pushed in on me so I couldn’t move. These ladies were pros. And just when I started to panic, there was Gramma. She pushed her way through the crowd, and screamed, “You get away from her!” Now what happened next, I didn’t actually see, but heard. SLAP!! That’s right, Gramma slapped the Gypsy woman! She finally let go of my wallet. But the woman was not going to go away quietly and began to yell at Gramma. Soon a policeman arrived and so did our tour guide to translate. Long story short, the woman claimed Gramma hit her baby (which was sleeping peacefully in her arms the whole time). Gramma explained that she slapped her on the arm so that she would leave me alone. Ultimately, the police officer believed Gramma and we were aloud to go on our merry little way. The gypsies on the other hand, were escorted from the plaza. And that’s how Gramma almost ended up in an Italian prison! All I have left to say is thank you Gramma. Thank you for always looking out for me and being my protector. Thank you for all the memories, not just this one. I love you more than words can say.

44: Samuel and Thomas | Samuel's Masterpiece - Age 3 | Family Reunion - July 2009 | Christmas 2010

45: Sherri Where do I start? I have so many wonderful memories of my sweet Grandma! The thought of all of them so precious they bring me to tears as I type this! There were so many times she was there to wipe my tears and bandage my wounds! Some of the most wonderful memories of Grandma is when I lived with her. I would be playing outside at the house in La Palma and I would hear her voice call me in for supper and she would make me "her famous" grilled cheese and as I ate she would stand and talk to me about my day. As I grew older I would call her weekly and we would talk for hours. She would give me advise on life, boys, parenting. We would laugh so hard during those phone calls!! She always knew what to say to make me feel better! She was always so wise in her advise and I loved hearing all the stories about when she was a young mom and how her and Grandpa did things! When my first daughter Devynn was born she was so happy to be a Great Grandma for the first time! Watching her playing with Devynn was one of my sweetest memories I will never forget! They were so cute together! One of my recent memories that I will never forget is at the last reunion in Texas, one afternoon we were laying in a bed (napping) and we just held hands and talked for over a hour. It was such a sweet time that I got to share and I am so thankful we had it! I want to thank you for everything you have done for your family! You truly are a amazing woman and I am honored to call you my Grandma!! I love you!!! Happy 90th birthday!

47: I have so many happy memories with my mother. Most of them seem to revolve around us creating something together. She taught me how to sew, helping me sew an apron, in awful orange and black stripes..I can’t imagine she let me pick out the material.but maybe I thought it was Bronco colors. I remember doing embroidery with her, and her helping me with my very first cross stitch “Peace and Plenty”. I remember taking a china painting class when I was in high school with her. One of my fondest memories was of our annual trip to Solvang, a Danish community just north of Santa Barbara. We would go once a year for a weekend and stuff ourselves with Danish, and buy projects to be completed that year. This is where mother found the Christmas Calendars, at Thumbelina’s, that she made for all of her grandchildren. I continued that tradition with my grandchildren, and bought their Christmas Calendars from the same shop, but of course I bought it on line.how times have changed. THANKS MOTHER, FOR EVERYTHING! Sharon

48: Sarah I have so many memories. One of my earliest memories, and one that I hold very dear: I will never forget flying out to California when I was quite young (7 maybe?) to spend the summer with you and Grandpa. I remember the way your house smelled. I remember that it was always vacuumed. I remember your dog, Nick. I remember going to San Diego with Sherri and visiting the zoo. I remember San Francisco, shopping at Esprit with Shelly. I remember Cinderella's castle at Disneyland. I remember Grandpa napping on the couch, with his legs crossed at the ankle. I remember eating at Sizzler. All of these memories pale in comparison, though, to the memory that I will ALWAYS have of the bond that you and I share and the love and respect I have for you. I love you, Grandma. Happy 90th Birthday!

49: Mike Let me start by saying, I love Peggy Day. The origin of our bond can surely be traced to the fact that we share a birthday. Perhaps even more importantly, I share a birthday with one John Elway (a football player of some fame in this family). So with this unlikely link to Peggy and the man who orchestrated "The Drive", I was golden, as they say. The quality that defined our relationship as it evolved from those early times would undoubtedly be humor. Peggy is perhaps the best sport I've ever known. No matter how dry my delivery, Peggy ALWAYS knew my intent and would play along perfectly. She seemed so tickled by my jabs and jokes and this in turn tickled me just as much. She always "got" me and when you find someone like that it's a special thing indeed! Maybe it's our common birthday that allows for our brain waves to sync as they do, and if that's the case we absolutely must get Elway in the same room to see the comedic genius flow.

50: Addison I like talking to her, I like to talk about Abigail with Old Gaga. When I think about Old Gaga I think about her pretty hair. I love Old Gaga! (as told by 3 year old Addison)

51: Aiden When Aiden visits Old Gaga, he loves to go to her and now that he is starting to talk,he loves to talk to her!

52: I have so many memories with Grandma. It’s hard to choose one to pick from, but there is one period of my life that we became very close, and a sweet memory from it. I was 20, Adam had just enlisted in the Army, and I was about 6 months pregnant. I decided I wanted to keep myself busy by making a quilt for my new baby girl. So, I went to Grandma’s house every day for a few weeks. She walked me through each step so patiently. Her hands weren’t quite as nimble as they once were, and she became a bit frustrated with herself at times, but never with me. (even though I was worthy of becoming frustrated with!) She shared stories of Grandpa, her childhood, her pregnancies, and advice for motherhood. I had lived in the same town with her for nearly 10 years at this point, and this was the first time I truly began to feel a bond with her. She touched my heart and since then, I have reminisced on her stories and advice. Sometimes the best memories are the ones we create in the comfort of our homes! I am so thankful that she is near for me to visit and gain wisdom from. I LOVE YOU OLD GAGA!! - Melissa Best

53: OK, let’s see I first met Peggy Day when I was 17 years old. I was dating her granddaughter, Melissa, and since they lived next to each other, I would go over to Peggy’s house and talk while waiting for Melissa to be done with Majestics or one of her many other activities. Well, one day I got so caught up in talking with Peggy that I forgot to tell Melissa I was over. All Melissa saw was my car and no Adam. The last place she expected me to be was over at her grandmother’s house. She then came over and knocked on the door and I answered the door to Melissa’s surprise. Melissa was quite jealous and informed Peggy that I was dating Melissa, not Grandma. Peggy curtly responded, “Well, if you don’t marry him, I will.” Peggy, you are an amazingly special woman. I am so glad that you have been in my life and that I have had the wonderful opportunity to be a part, however small, in yours. Happy birthday pretty lady! (And just so you know the feeling is mutual.) Love Adam

54: I love Old Gaga because she’s sweet and kind. I love sitting next to her on her green couch and cuddling with her. She’s a very good cuddler. She talks about her globes with me. My favorite globe is her Lion King globe because I went to that play with her! She says she doesn’t have a favorite and that she loves them all. I’m very excited that you are turning 90! Happy Birthday Old Gaga! Love, Abigail (age7)

55: I like to sit with Old Gaga and read books with her. She’s funny when she plays the Wii with us. I love Old Gaga, she’s very special to me. Happy Birthday Old Gaga! (written word for word by Jude, age 5)

56: I love Old Gaga the best from going to her house. She bees nice to us and I like playing with toys with Old Gaga. I love Old Gaga very nice because she is very nice to me. (written word for word from Micah, age 3)

57: My favorite memory of Grandma with Annalie is when Annalie was learning to walk. Grandma was very limited by mobility by that time (being 89 years young) but she couldn’t resist getting involved with Annalie and learning to walk. She got herself to the edge of the couch and reached her arms out for Annalie to take steps toward her. And she did!! I think we were all as excited for Grandma as we were for Annalie. Grandma was so happy to hold those tiny hands in hers when Annalie got to her. It was a memory I will never forget. A very special moment with a very special “Old Gaga”.

58: Bob

59: Slater

61: Scott

62: And now for the rest of the family!

63: I have a wonderful lifetime of memories of your Mom, but putting a few on paper is not as easy as it sounds. Mostly she was just a fun, fun, aunt and so caring and dear to us Carson brats - Sandy Porterfield

64: My Top Ten Memories of My Aunt Peggy Julie (Sarrels) Browder 10.Visiting the house in La Palma when Mom Steen lived there and had to watch “Wheel of Fortune” every night with the volume turned WAY up! 9.Peg & Ferris visiting our grandparents (Ty & Marian) in their 5th Wheel with the shelties. That was my idea of retirement! 8.The wonderful videos from the family reunions. What great interviewing skills!! 7.How proud she has always been of her offspring! 6.The quilted patch-work bear she gave me that has a “Q” embroidered on it’s belly for Ferris’ middle name Quentin. I still have it (packed away) and call it Q-Bear. 5.Surprising her with a birthday cake in a hotel outside of Knotts Berry Farm in 1989 because she told me she never had a birthday party growing up. 4.Hearing her voice use the family nicknames”Brother”, “Sis”, “Butch”a voice that will live in infamy! 3.Three words.”The May Company” 2.The Steen family tresses. Envied by my mother, costing me a fortune to cover. And the number 1 memory of my Aunt Peggy.her beautiful smile!! Happy 90th Birthday Aunt Peggy!!! 2011


67: The following are memories given at the 50th Wedding Anniversary from AT&T coworkers

76: And the Legacy continues......

77: Photo of family with Grandma and Grandma Day in Oklahoma, four generations in photo 1956 (mother is in the corner!) | The next four generation photo 2009 (mother is in the center!)

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Sharon Sligar
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  • Title: Mother's Memory Volume 2 (Copy 2)
  • trip to NY and beyond
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  • Published: over 8 years ago