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Okay. I have a dilemma.
Between some back pain work and a root canal.. demerol fog.. I remembered that I never replied to an email, about this site, from my cousin Ruby. Now I can’t find it and I’m left with the idea that I dreamed it instead of received it.
So, Ruby.. if you are out there, please email again. I’ll keep trying to find your email. (I think I read it on my phone is why its lost.)
Its so exciting to be in communication, with family, because of Facebook or Blog Posts.
I noticed a different last name, that, of course, I didn’t write down.. So I can’t look for you on Facebook.. but I’ll try. Facebook Me, Ruby.
Lots of Love, Cousin Heidi
PS: I often drop names in blogs, in case anyone Googles Themselves.. and last week, my cousin, Selena, found her name dropped. Isn’t that fun? Drop a name into your posts and see what happens. I love the internetz.
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My favorite meal that Grandma made was Beanie Weenies. Seriously. They were boring. Pork N Beans, cut up cheap hot dogs, and Government commodity American cheese. I make them once in a while (as close to it as I can) just to feel close to Grandma again. No one else will eat it, though.
My favorite meal at my Great Grandma’s house was her salad and peach flavored jello. She put celery seed in the salad and always sliced the lettuce thin like in shreds.
My favorite foods, today, are related to bread and cheese in every way. I think a good Calzone and IBC root beer is better than someone bringing home flowers.
Amy Coffin, of The We Tree Genealogy blog has presented a 52 week Genealogy challenge and I’m going to play along the best that I can.
Week One: New Year’s Memories
This is an interesting topic because we don’t really have too many memories we are making surrounding New Year’s or New Year’s Eve, in my family, except one my Grandma Willis started a long time ago. (I wish I had asked, back then, where she got it from.. maybe it was a family tradition when she was growing up, too. I never heard her mother, my great grandma Peterson say it, but I also never spent NYE with her.) At midnight, she would tell us kids, “go open up the back door and let out the old year and then go open the front door and let in the new year.” This was always a little special because we almost never used the front door unless there was some sort of delivery.
One time, my Aunt Donmara and I walked to a pay phone, down the street, when I was maybe ten years old, at midnight, to sing Auld Lang Syne to my Grandma Willis. We practiced the lyrics all day long. I had never heard the song before that day.
November 30, 2008 – Gerald “Jerry” Schwab passed away.
Jerry loved the outdoors and loved to challenge himself with outdoor activities.
He especially loved scuba diving and riding his ATV. But his all time favorite was hunting. He was an avid deer, antelope, elk, duck, goose and pheasant hunter. He also enjoyed fishing, ice fishing, snow skiing, snowmobiling, water skiing, camping and many for outdoor adventures.
Jerry took the time to teach his children about the outdoors, the beauty and history of the wilderness and how to survive.
Funeral services for were held in Afton, Wyoming. Jerry is survived by his wife, Ottrie R. Schwab; his children, Ruby Wronkowski; Dalene ―Dolly‖ Ikegwuonu; Paul (Ruth) Palmer; Grace (Lynn) Watterson; April Palmer.
Our beloved mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, sister and friend peacefully passed away May 14, 1999 at her home in Salt Lake City, UT.
Born January 5, 1917 in View Idaho to Leander Armstead Moffett and Rose Hannah Gomm Moffett. Attended schools in Cambridge and Burley, Idaho before moving to Star Valley, Wyoming, where she attended school and graduated from Star Valley High in spring of 1934. She met Joshua Wilford Schwab in high school and they married August 14, 1934 in Star Valley Wyoming. Three children: Nelda Joanne, Francis Geneal, Gerald Josh “Jerry”.In 1947, the family moved to Marshall, Arkansas, where they owned and operated Searcy County Dairy Products (Cheese Factory) and a dairy farm. During this time Nelda became an expert bookkeeper and accountant, as she took over the financial responsibility for the cheese factory. Nelda was an active member and president in the local chapter of the Business and Professional Women’s Club of
They moved to Salt Lake City, Utah in 1958. Nelda was the office manager and bookkeeper for Peat, Marwick, Mitchell, Inc. During this time she was a member of the Association of Professional Women Accountants. She retired in 1978.
She married Lorenzo (Renie) Allison August 11, 1978.
Nelda is preceded in death by her parents; brothers, Wiliam, Rex and Leonar; daughter, Joanne; husband, Josh; and second husband, Renie Allison.
Nelda enjoyed a long and productive life and will be greatly missed by her family and friends.
She is survived by daughter, Francis Geneal (Harry) Shouse; son, Gerald Josh “Jerry” (Ottrie) Schwab; sisters, Fern (C.W.) McBride; Ruth (Leon) Machen; Joye Brough; brothers, Russell (Margie) and Bob (Wanda) Moffett; eight grandchildren, Collette Landwer, Tara Guba, Robert Shouse, Philips Shouse, Mary K. Shouse, Harold R. Shouse, Jr., Ruby Wronkowski, Dalene Schwab and 12 great-grandchildren.
Funeral Services will be held in Afton (Star Valley) Wyoming at the Schwab Mortuary, 44 East 4th Ave., May 19, 1999 at 1 p.m. Interment, will be in the Afton City Cemetery. A Memorial Service will be held Monday, May 24, 1999, at 7 p.m. at the Goff Mortuary, 8090 South State, Midvale, Utah.
In lieu of flowers, the family requests donations to the American Cancer Society for cancer research.
The following information, about my family, on Donna Averill’s Rootsweb Page:
|7.||Ralph Louis FRY (Ralph Henry FRY4, Louis John FRY3, John Oliver FRYE2, Joseph FRYE1) was born 27 Nov 1928 in Herfano co, La Junta, Colorado, and died 15 Feb 1990 in El Cajon, Ca. He married Living PETERSON.|
|Children of Ralph Louis FRY and Living PETERSON are:
“Living Peterson,” is my grandmother, Donna June Crookston Willis. (Peterson is the name of her step-father.)
19. i. “Living Fry,” is my aunt Donmara Lee Fry Bradley
Through most of my childhood, my aunt Donmara lived in Missouri. In the early 1980′s, she moved back to San Diego. She and I spent a lot of time together. We were very close. I had just graduated, from High School, when she passed away.
June 1987 was a month of great change, in my life.
I graduated High School. My boyfriend dumped me. My bird was found, belly-up, in the bottom of his cage. My cat, my prop, in my Senior photos, had to be put to sleep. I met my dad, for the first time. And Donmara died.
If this was how my adult life was supposed to start.. it hit me all at once.
My little cousins, Tracy, Brandi, and Erin, were born back-to-back, from March 1984 to October 1985. In 18 short months, we had three sweet new babies.
I was born in between generations. Just as I was reaching adulthood, my first cousins were being born. My youngest first cousin, second removed (my mother’s cousin) is two years younger than I. Ironically, I have a brother, who is younger than my eldest daughter. Its the way my family rolls. All mixed up.
After Donmara passed away, the only interaction that I had with Erin, was in photographs, as David and Erin would visit my grandparents.
When our grandmother, our family glue, passed away, we all drifted into our own worlds.. Now I live on the East Coast, and the family is spread around the country.
Now, thanks to social media.. in this case, MySpace, I can communicate with Erin, again. It puts MySpace up there with FaceBook, in my love-hate relationship. Out of so much, of the negative, there comes great joy, too.
Donmara Lee Fry was born 28 July 1954 and died 22 Jun 1987
married James C Moore 13 October 1973 (widowed)
married Daniel Lawson Summers Dec 1983 (Divorced 4/12/1984)
married David Bradley
daughter: Erin Janeen Bradley born October 1985
Donmara is buried at Greenwood Memorial Cemetery, in San Diego, California.
Joseph Phillip Shoen, 72, passed into eternal life Sept. 10, 2009.
Joe was the youngest of six children born to William Earl Shoen and Marie Adora Shoen (Williams) on April 28, 1937, in Lowell, Mass.
Joe’s memory will be cherished by his six surviving children, Theresa Fish (husband Morris), Stephanie Jacobs (husband Dave), Joe Shoen (wife Cheryl), Billy Shoen (wife Carol), Darren Shoen (wife Beth) and Dani Brady (husband Josh).
He is also survived by 13 grandchildren; his brother, Jack Shoen; his sister, Patricia Tanner; his niece, Ladawn Tanner; and former wife, Sue Shoen.
He was preceded in death by his parents and siblings, Roger, Betty and Dolly.
Joe grew up, and later raised his family, in San Diego. He graduated from Kearny High School, in 1955, attended the University of San Diego and honorably served four years in the United States Navy.
Joe excelled in sports, was an avid sports fan, and enjoyed playing golf. He worked in various sales jobs and owned and operated his own pest control company.
In 1991, Joe moved to Virginia Beach to live near his sons. He devoted the remainder of his life and sobriety to mentoring and sponsoring anyone who wanted to live a sober life. Joe had a tremendous impact on many people through AA who were helped and inspired by his uncensored guidance, support and commitment to helping them find sobriety through Jesus Christ.
Memorial service will be held at Thalia United Methodist Church in Virginia Beach Saturday, Sept. 26, at 5 p.m.
Family and friends are welcome to attend the service and a reception immediately following.
In lieu of flowers, the family encourages donations be made to the American Heart Association. Altmeyer Funeral Home is handling arrangements. To share condolences with the family, please visit www.altmeyer.com.
Guest book is only online for 60 days. Above is a screen shot.
This is my “Grandma Fry.”
This picture is how I remember her. She had a hardware store, on 2nd Street, in El Cajon, California. The former “Bostonia.” The building was painted pink.
My great grandma, Wilma Peterson, used to take me to visit her. She called her “Mrs. Fry,” and I always remember that confusing me. My grandma, Donna June Crookston, had been married to “Grandma Fry’s” son, Ralph.
Grandma Fry’s hardware store had guinea pigs.
I remember her home had this big bathroom, in the center of the house. It was the biggest bathroom that I had ever seen. There was a claw-foot tub in it.
I learned her name was “Dessie Marguerite,” at her funeral, in 1986.