My husband’s mother died from an illness that took her before Jeff and I married and started dating. Her treasured well-worn Bible allowed Betty to be a physical tangible part of our wedding ceremony.
My husband’s grandfather Roy Pace worked for the CCC in the 1930s, in the Grand Canyon, and played on their baseball team.
Roy Pace, 1930s. This post is part of my new “Family Photos Friday”, which consists of quick easy posts that showcase snapshots from our family history. Since I’ve spent much of the last couple weeks chatting about my Grandpa Flanagan, I thought I’d share a bit about my husband’s grandfather, Roy D. Pace, in this […]
Christmas, 1974, in South Bend, Indiana. Dad, mom, me (front left) and Gregg. The 70’s were not a stylish time in Indiana. And how fortunate are we today to have instant digital cameras that immediately let you know the picture is off center and you need to re-take it? Growing up, my mom, brother and […]