Here are some happy photos of Michael and his parents. It has been a fabulous day and a lot of fun to share with all of you too.
Friday, July 27, 2007
More from today!
Here are some happy photos of Michael and his parents. It has been a fabulous day and a lot of fun to share with all of you too.
Introducing Michael James Eichstadt!
Grandma and Grandpa Eichstadt visited David, Kate, and Michael this morning at the hosptial. All are doing just fantastic! Here is a cute picture of Grandma and a wide awake Michael. I am sure that David and Kate will post a few more pictures later on.
Our newest family member!
I know Dave and Kate are in no shape to be blogging right now, and Karen and Frank may not have Internet access up on Cloud Nine! But did want to record here the happy arrival of little Michael James Eichstadt at 1:27 a.m. today!! Welcome, little Michael!!
According to Karen's message this morning, the new little guy weighs 8 pounds 11 ounces and is 22 inches long. From early reports, everyone is doing great. Karen will provide photos later, but for now I know we are all celebrating the birth of little Michael James with prayers of grateful thanks. Our very best to Dave, Kate, and their precious little son - here's to you all!
According to Karen's message this morning, the new little guy weighs 8 pounds 11 ounces and is 22 inches long. From early reports, everyone is doing great. Karen will provide photos later, but for now I know we are all celebrating the birth of little Michael James with prayers of grateful thanks. Our very best to Dave, Kate, and their precious little son - here's to you all!
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
More thoughts of July 23
If you haven’t read Anne’s Blog you might enjoy her July 23 entry from 2006 and the current reference. She had some interesting reader comments as well. We all enjoy doing our special things on July 23 as you can see. It will always be a holiday for us.
Anne goes shopping for flannel, Joe does something related to baseball, Marge does something musical (or maybe a number of musical things) and I bake a pie with her pie crust recipe.
Usually I make a peach pie, but this year I had to make some adjustments. Due to the drought in the southeast, the peaches aren’t the best this year but more importantly, we thought we’d be out of town on July 23rd. So I made a coconut cream pie for our lunch with Scott’s family. He took a photo that will be on their upcoming video on Waun.net. The really fun part is thinking about Mother during these activities. All four of us enjoy it immensely.
The Chicago baby has not yet arrived, but Kate and David assure us that he’ll be born soon! They have not forgotten about this project!
Anne goes shopping for flannel, Joe does something related to baseball, Marge does something musical (or maybe a number of musical things) and I bake a pie with her pie crust recipe.
Usually I make a peach pie, but this year I had to make some adjustments. Due to the drought in the southeast, the peaches aren’t the best this year but more importantly, we thought we’d be out of town on July 23rd. So I made a coconut cream pie for our lunch with Scott’s family. He took a photo that will be on their upcoming video on Waun.net. The really fun part is thinking about Mother during these activities. All four of us enjoy it immensely.
The Chicago baby has not yet arrived, but Kate and David assure us that he’ll be born soon! They have not forgotten about this project!
Monday, July 23, 2007
Marge Ely's Birthday, Tribute #4
All day today I have been trying to decide which memory of Mother to cite here. Many came to mind, but as I thought about and prayed for her many times today, the subject that kept returning was music! I am always so grateful for the musical gifts God gave her and she, in turn, gave to each of us...each in our own way. For me it was singing. Here's what I remembered with such great fondness today and probably have never shared with any of you.
When I was in 4th grade at Antioch Grade School in Auburn, and all of 8 years old, in 1947, I was asked to sing a solo for the Christmas Music Program. Back then we all sang traditional Christmas music. The program was in the afternoon during the school day. I was to sing a solo with the children's choir humming in the background and Wilda King playing the piano for "O, Holy Night." Naturally, I was well prepared for my solo part with Mother having coached me for weeks. I knew my part well. Mother was there, all dressed up with hat and gloves, in the audience in the Music Room at Antioch ready for the program to begin. As the choir began and started to "humm" and as I was about to step forward from the choir to sing my well-prepared solo, I had a terrible case of stage fright. Mother was sitting there, head slightly tilted, probably praying that all would go as rehearsed, and I couldn't sing a note on cue! I was horribly frozen! The choir continued to "humm," Wilda King continued to play the intro again and again. Finally, I was able to find the nerve and began to sing. All I remember was seeing Mother sitting there encouraging me with her smile and probably her prayers. I finally got through it all, but I know it was only because of her presence and the grace of God that I was able to sing!!
I will never forget it, and Mother never did say one negative thing about it. She told me when I got home from school that it was "lovely." Can't you just hear her?? Thank you, Mother. You were the best!!!
When I was in 4th grade at Antioch Grade School in Auburn, and all of 8 years old, in 1947, I was asked to sing a solo for the Christmas Music Program. Back then we all sang traditional Christmas music. The program was in the afternoon during the school day. I was to sing a solo with the children's choir humming in the background and Wilda King playing the piano for "O, Holy Night." Naturally, I was well prepared for my solo part with Mother having coached me for weeks. I knew my part well. Mother was there, all dressed up with hat and gloves, in the audience in the Music Room at Antioch ready for the program to begin. As the choir began and started to "humm" and as I was about to step forward from the choir to sing my well-prepared solo, I had a terrible case of stage fright. Mother was sitting there, head slightly tilted, probably praying that all would go as rehearsed, and I couldn't sing a note on cue! I was horribly frozen! The choir continued to "humm," Wilda King continued to play the intro again and again. Finally, I was able to find the nerve and began to sing. All I remember was seeing Mother sitting there encouraging me with her smile and probably her prayers. I finally got through it all, but I know it was only because of her presence and the grace of God that I was able to sing!!
I will never forget it, and Mother never did say one negative thing about it. She told me when I got home from school that it was "lovely." Can't you just hear her?? Thank you, Mother. You were the best!!!
Marge Ely Birthday Tribute #3
Of course all memories of Mother/Mom/Grandma/Great-Grandma are filled with her love for us.
One of my favorite photos was taken at David and Susan’s wedding in August 2000. It was a very special gathering for many of us and she glowed the whole week-end. As only he could, John asked her to dance and she jumped up. I’m so happy that someone captured the moment in a photo. It will always be a family favorite. Smile and enjoy it with your own special memories of how she loved you!
Marge’s story (Tribute #4) about singing reminded me of another special moment with Mother and young John Dean.
We were at Joe’s house for David’s Purdue graduation and the boys were playing with some musical instruments. Someone suggested a family sing along with Mother at the piano. Little John had a song to sing so Mother gave him one of her wonderful introductions with all the flourishes. Well, John was so impressed that he forgot to sing! So Mother played the introduction again but slowed down at the end and gave him a note for the start and he did fine. Believe me, I wasn’t the only one in the room crying with that one!!
In this photo you can see Mother's arthritic hands and we recall that it became difficult for her to play the piano up to her usual standards but she certainly did that day. John's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he watched her play. Mother could make any musical selection by a young performer sound terrific.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Marge Ely birthday tribute #2
Great idea to observe Mother's birthday this way, Geege! (while also wishing a very happy July 23 to birthday boy Scott....!) Here's a little story that I'd like to share.
I was a junior in high school, so that would have been the winter of 1973. Mother was particularly trim and stylish during that era -- she had a terrific swooped-back-from-the-forehead hairstyle, with hardly any gray. She'd really been enjoying shopping in Omaha around that time, too, and she had some really great clothes.
I had some sort of banquet or something at school one evening -- I think it was for the Spanish club, and it was a potluck, but of course I had forgotten to tell her I needed to bring something to contribute. I must have called her from school earlier, and she said of course she'd bring something over to the high school before the banquet started. I was aware I shouldn't have waited till the last minute.
I was working on decorations in the high school cafeteria after school -- Joe will remember that our cafeteria was very long and narrow. I was at one end and looked up at here came Mother walking in a very sprightly manner down that long room. She was smiling and carrying a sack from Hinky Dinky. My first thought was relief that she was smiling and therefore not mad about the last-minute request! But then all I could think was -- "Oh, wow, she is such a beautiful woman!"
And she really was. Confident, happy. She was wearing the high-heeled boots she wore a lot that winter, and was somewhat dressed up - she must have been at bridge club earlier that afternoon. (Which was also why she just went to Hinky Dinky and bought me a container of potato salad - hey, no time to make something from scratch, she had things to do!) She looked fantastic -- not only in appearance, but with that big happy smile. Her eyes twinkled a little bit -- I must have had a sheepish look on my face for being in a jam, but her smile let me know that it was no big deal.
She brought that Hinky Dinky sack all the way down to me, gave me a quick hug and kiss, and told me to have fun, and asked if I needed a ride home later. I remember being so glad that all my friends were around - usually at that age, your folks are just embarrassing, but at that moment I was just so proud of her!
I remember not one moment of the Spanish club banquet that followed that night, but I will always remember the first time I remember feeling not just love, but true admiration for my mother.
I was a junior in high school, so that would have been the winter of 1973. Mother was particularly trim and stylish during that era -- she had a terrific swooped-back-from-the-forehead hairstyle, with hardly any gray. She'd really been enjoying shopping in Omaha around that time, too, and she had some really great clothes.
I had some sort of banquet or something at school one evening -- I think it was for the Spanish club, and it was a potluck, but of course I had forgotten to tell her I needed to bring something to contribute. I must have called her from school earlier, and she said of course she'd bring something over to the high school before the banquet started. I was aware I shouldn't have waited till the last minute.
I was working on decorations in the high school cafeteria after school -- Joe will remember that our cafeteria was very long and narrow. I was at one end and looked up at here came Mother walking in a very sprightly manner down that long room. She was smiling and carrying a sack from Hinky Dinky. My first thought was relief that she was smiling and therefore not mad about the last-minute request! But then all I could think was -- "Oh, wow, she is such a beautiful woman!"
And she really was. Confident, happy. She was wearing the high-heeled boots she wore a lot that winter, and was somewhat dressed up - she must have been at bridge club earlier that afternoon. (Which was also why she just went to Hinky Dinky and bought me a container of potato salad - hey, no time to make something from scratch, she had things to do!) She looked fantastic -- not only in appearance, but with that big happy smile. Her eyes twinkled a little bit -- I must have had a sheepish look on my face for being in a jam, but her smile let me know that it was no big deal.
She brought that Hinky Dinky sack all the way down to me, gave me a quick hug and kiss, and told me to have fun, and asked if I needed a ride home later. I remember being so glad that all my friends were around - usually at that age, your folks are just embarrassing, but at that moment I was just so proud of her!
I remember not one moment of the Spanish club banquet that followed that night, but I will always remember the first time I remember feeling not just love, but true admiration for my mother.
Marge Ely's Birthday Tribute #1
With Mom's birthday tomorrow, July 23, we'd like to invite any family member to contribute some story about her. There are many...so pull up any one you'd like.
Since we are in the middle of baseball season, I will contribute one from Mom's favorite sport.
When I played American Legion baseball each summer, there was no bus or school van to take us to away games, it was simply car pooling with parents driving. Mom was always a driver as she never missed a game. Later, I learned it was also a point for her to pick up on the latest teenage gossip from my friends.
One very hot, humid, sultry night in late June, we played a game in Talmedge, about 40 miles from Auburn. The game either went into extra innings or was just painfully slow, as I remember it taking forever. We finally ended and four of us sweaty players plopped our dusty, smelly selves into Mom's big boat of an Oldsmobile to head home. To our surprise, Mom suggested we simply leave the windows down and drive fast...the proverbial "460" air conditioner.
Turns out the aroma was so overpowering, she couldn't stand the thought of having to drive all that way with the windows closed. However, with her enthusiasm and wit, she sold us on the fact that this was really a good idea and very smart on a hot summer night!
Way to go Mom!! Thanks for always being with us!!
Since we are in the middle of baseball season, I will contribute one from Mom's favorite sport.
When I played American Legion baseball each summer, there was no bus or school van to take us to away games, it was simply car pooling with parents driving. Mom was always a driver as she never missed a game. Later, I learned it was also a point for her to pick up on the latest teenage gossip from my friends.
One very hot, humid, sultry night in late June, we played a game in Talmedge, about 40 miles from Auburn. The game either went into extra innings or was just painfully slow, as I remember it taking forever. We finally ended and four of us sweaty players plopped our dusty, smelly selves into Mom's big boat of an Oldsmobile to head home. To our surprise, Mom suggested we simply leave the windows down and drive fast...the proverbial "460" air conditioner.
Turns out the aroma was so overpowering, she couldn't stand the thought of having to drive all that way with the windows closed. However, with her enthusiasm and wit, she sold us on the fact that this was really a good idea and very smart on a hot summer night!
Way to go Mom!! Thanks for always being with us!!
Friday, July 13, 2007
Maureen's in Australia
Hi, everyone. I thought you might like to know that Maureen made it to Australia happily and without incident this week. She called from Cairns last night (Thursday) about 10, which was noonish on Friday for her. She also sent this e-mail this morning which I thought I would pass along to you:
I have safely arrived "Down Unda" and have taken up (brief) residence at a hostel in the northern city of Cairns (pronounced "CANS", who knows why). The flights here were not so bad, I got a lot of sleep on my major flight from LA to Auckland, NZ so I'm not feeling too jet lagged at the moment. When we flew in to Cairns it looked like PARADISE! You could see pieces of the Great Barrier Reef below as well as huge green mountains all along the shore. The weather is perfect here, about 75 and low humidity, I haven't seen a cloud all day. The hostel is clean but with only one working phone and a bar that boasts "frog and toad racing" this evening. Seriously. They are racing frogs and toads against one another. What a country.
I was hoping she might run into these fellows as soon as she set foot in Australia, but apparently not. But, she'll be there for six weeks, so still plenty of time.
Hope everyone's been having a good week. There is much excitement in Cincinnati with little Abbey's first birthday on Wednesday! Can't believe our little baby girls from last summer are now both one year old. I'm sure Amy and Scott will be updating us on the birthday festivities soon.
Have a great weekend, everyone!
I have safely arrived "Down Unda" and have taken up (brief) residence at a hostel in the northern city of Cairns (pronounced "CANS", who knows why). The flights here were not so bad, I got a lot of sleep on my major flight from LA to Auckland, NZ so I'm not feeling too jet lagged at the moment. When we flew in to Cairns it looked like PARADISE! You could see pieces of the Great Barrier Reef below as well as huge green mountains all along the shore. The weather is perfect here, about 75 and low humidity, I haven't seen a cloud all day. The hostel is clean but with only one working phone and a bar that boasts "frog and toad racing" this evening. Seriously. They are racing frogs and toads against one another. What a country.
I was hoping she might run into these fellows as soon as she set foot in Australia, but apparently not. But, she'll be there for six weeks, so still plenty of time.
Hope everyone's been having a good week. There is much excitement in Cincinnati with little Abbey's first birthday on Wednesday! Can't believe our little baby girls from last summer are now both one year old. I'm sure Amy and Scott will be updating us on the birthday festivities soon.
Have a great weekend, everyone!
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Just around the corner...
I just wanted to add a quick post on the addition to our family. Kate is officially 38+ weeks pregnant, and also officially not a fan of heat and humidity. She still feels good, aside from being tired all the time.
The due date is Sunday July 22nd, but I have an unscientific feeling that the baby will be here a little bit earlier. As you can tell for the picture of the baby's room, we have great faith in the ultrasound technician.
Thanks to everyone for your thoughts and prayers. Will keep you posted on progress of baby and mother.
Love
Kate and Dave
Monday, July 9, 2007
Mo goes global!
Hello, Elys!
Wanted to let all of you know that I will be leaving on a much needed summer vacation July 11th and I'll be travelling to Australia and New Zealand! I'll be gone for 6 weeks (until August 22nd) and I'll try to post about my adventures Down Under as much as possible.
Some details about my trip:
1. I'll be starting at the top of Australia (in Cairns) and will be snorkeling at the Great Barrier Reef! I bought an underwater camera today to document all the fishies!
2. From there, I have a free form idea of where I'll be going, I have about a month to get to Melbourne in the south and then 12 days to get from the southern part of NZ to the tippy top. I'll be staying in a combination of hostels and with friends.
3. I will be visiting my best friend, Liz, for about a week (she is studying at the Australian National University in Canberra) but the rest of the time I will be on my own.
4. I will be sure to stop in well lit areas. Promise.
I'll be updating with Mom as much as possible and I'm sure she won't mind passing info on to the lot of you. I'll be home safe and sound by the time the race for the pennant starts heating up (Let's go METS!) but will be thinking of all of you on my journeys!
Lots of kangaroo love,
m.
Wanted to let all of you know that I will be leaving on a much needed summer vacation July 11th and I'll be travelling to Australia and New Zealand! I'll be gone for 6 weeks (until August 22nd) and I'll try to post about my adventures Down Under as much as possible.
Some details about my trip:
1. I'll be starting at the top of Australia (in Cairns) and will be snorkeling at the Great Barrier Reef! I bought an underwater camera today to document all the fishies!
2. From there, I have a free form idea of where I'll be going, I have about a month to get to Melbourne in the south and then 12 days to get from the southern part of NZ to the tippy top. I'll be staying in a combination of hostels and with friends.
3. I will be visiting my best friend, Liz, for about a week (she is studying at the Australian National University in Canberra) but the rest of the time I will be on my own.
4. I will be sure to stop in well lit areas. Promise.
I'll be updating with Mom as much as possible and I'm sure she won't mind passing info on to the lot of you. I'll be home safe and sound by the time the race for the pennant starts heating up (Let's go METS!) but will be thinking of all of you on my journeys!
Lots of kangaroo love,
m.
Sunday, July 8, 2007
Family is family is family...
I have never been much of a blogger, and certainly nothing besides text...but this seems a safe enough place to experiment.
TJ wants me to at least post SOMETHING...and since most of the talk around our house this summer has been centered around cousin Mark, we'll give him a try.
Susan's father's cousin's son...I'm not sure exactly what that makes him, but Joe and I have discussed it and decided that he is indeed a FAMILY MEMBER. That means I can mention him on this blog, but it ALSO means that you FEMALE family members are allowed to remark (once) that he is a handsome young man, and that it is not surprising given that all the DeRosas are good looking...but anything more that that and we are getting in to a pretty sick area. Got it?
I don't mean to sound harsh, but TJ and I are getting a bit tired of hearing about how cute he is, especially from people who think a baltimore chop is a Maryland pork dish. He's a BALLPLAYER, folks, not a pinup. I also am fully aware that we have one female family member who has a history of evaluating ballplayers based on looks alone (not mentioning any names, but her initials are MY MOTHER).
Okay, with that out of the way..we've been having a great time watching Mark beat up on NL pitchers over the last month, hitting .362 since Matt's graduation. He's also made some terrific plays in the field from four or five different positions, one of which made ESPN's Top Ten of the Week. TJ called me out of a meeting to tell me about that one. Joe can attest...Mark's been hitting everything on the screws, and the Cubs are winning.
Anyway, here's a short clip of Mark that I found on the web. This is from right behind the plate at Wrigley, a couple of weeks ago. For context...fifth inning with two out in a close game, and the Rockies decide to walk Cliff Floyd to get to Mark.
They thought they would have an easier time getting him out.
You better think again, mojambo.
Turn on your speakers so you can hear the Cubs fans cheering for OUR RELATIVE.
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3258284685070464774&q=mark+derosa&total=8&start=0&num=10&so=0&type=search&plindex=0
Good day to all...
TJ wants me to at least post SOMETHING...and since most of the talk around our house this summer has been centered around cousin Mark, we'll give him a try.
Susan's father's cousin's son...I'm not sure exactly what that makes him, but Joe and I have discussed it and decided that he is indeed a FAMILY MEMBER. That means I can mention him on this blog, but it ALSO means that you FEMALE family members are allowed to remark (once) that he is a handsome young man, and that it is not surprising given that all the DeRosas are good looking...but anything more that that and we are getting in to a pretty sick area. Got it?
I don't mean to sound harsh, but TJ and I are getting a bit tired of hearing about how cute he is, especially from people who think a baltimore chop is a Maryland pork dish. He's a BALLPLAYER, folks, not a pinup. I also am fully aware that we have one female family member who has a history of evaluating ballplayers based on looks alone (not mentioning any names, but her initials are MY MOTHER).
Okay, with that out of the way..we've been having a great time watching Mark beat up on NL pitchers over the last month, hitting .362 since Matt's graduation. He's also made some terrific plays in the field from four or five different positions, one of which made ESPN's Top Ten of the Week. TJ called me out of a meeting to tell me about that one. Joe can attest...Mark's been hitting everything on the screws, and the Cubs are winning.
Anyway, here's a short clip of Mark that I found on the web. This is from right behind the plate at Wrigley, a couple of weeks ago. For context...fifth inning with two out in a close game, and the Rockies decide to walk Cliff Floyd to get to Mark.
They thought they would have an easier time getting him out.
You better think again, mojambo.
Turn on your speakers so you can hear the Cubs fans cheering for OUR RELATIVE.
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3258284685070464774&q=mark+derosa&total=8&start=0&num=10&so=0&type=search&plindex=0
Good day to all...
Saturday, July 7, 2007
July Birthdays
When we started talking about the Ely Family Blog in Chicago, we wanted to include everyone and talked about ways to do it. One idea (mine!!) was to celebrate everyone's birthday month with some family news. Your turn will then appear in time!
To get started, I happen to have birthday photos of our two oldest! Please note that you do not have to have photos to post, news of any sort about everyone is what we want. Also, you don't have to be a "birthday person" to post--but most people (or their parents) do know when the birthdays are!
Andrew is working hard these days with two jobs. He has been with Oberfield's for three years making decorative stone mostly on the night shifts. However, he is in training for a better job with Anheusier Busch and now is working many week-ends there. Fortunately, they were able to schedule a family week-end camping a week ago to celebrate his birthday, Independence Day and summer! Ginger took this photo on July 3, his actual birthday.
Amy's birthday was last Sunday, July 1. She celebrated at our house with Scott and Abbey. Scott made a delicious Texas sheet cake in layer pans......mmmm very very good.
More birthdays from our branch as the month continues!!
Karen
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
A couple more videos
Here are two more that I was able to dub over from VHS.
The first one here is about 7 minutes from Grandma's graduation ceremony from 1991. With my cumbersome 1985-era camera I remember it being a little difficult at times to focus on her from across the hall, but it still worked pretty well. I think she got the loudest cheers of the day, and she must have known how proud we were of her, judging from her smile on stage. Maybe some of you know who the non-family members are in a few of the shots and can supply that info!
This next one is another shot from the farm, as both the cattle and Karla get a treat from Grandpa. I like his "expensive feed" line toward the end of the clip; vintage Grandpa.
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The first one here is about 7 minutes from Grandma's graduation ceremony from 1991. With my cumbersome 1985-era camera I remember it being a little difficult at times to focus on her from across the hall, but it still worked pretty well. I think she got the loudest cheers of the day, and she must have known how proud we were of her, judging from her smile on stage. Maybe some of you know who the non-family members are in a few of the shots and can supply that info!
This next one is another shot from the farm, as both the cattle and Karla get a treat from Grandpa. I like his "expensive feed" line toward the end of the clip; vintage Grandpa.
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Monday, July 2, 2007
Some family videos
I mentioned to Anne a while back that I'd like to try to upload a few minutes of our family videos of Auburn. We have several hours, of course, but I thought I'd take some snippets of a few that everyone might enjoy. These were dubbed from our old VHS collection, but the video quality is still pretty good.
I figured the easiest way to do it is to upload them onto YouTube, then simply embed them here on this blog. So here below are five of them, with a brief description of each. I'll have more soon.
By the way, if you want to comment on them or just see them on YouTube, go to http://www.youtube.com/ and search "Ely68305". For some reason the user name "68305" was already taken. Interesting. You need to have a free account on YouTube if you want to comment, but not if you want to just view them. Also, if anyone wants to upload their own videos, or delete any spam comments that might appear in the comments section (this is, after all, the Internet), or change anything else, the user name is Ely68305, and the password is "elyfamily". While we can't prevent outsiders from viewing these, I figured the "Ely68305" search parameters would greatly diminish the chances of anyone just happening by.
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First, here is video from 1940 of Dad gunning his way around the living room at Christmas. Cameos of my great grandmother, my Uncle Vince, and a couple of neighborhood kids, along with Dad's folks. No audio on this one, of course:
Smash cut forward to 1964. I arrive home for the first time, and the Elys and Deans are there to greet me. Anne gets to hold me while her nervous mother stands by, and Joe gives his "strong man" greeting (or maybe it was a monkey impression...?) to the camera. Again, no audio:
From May 23, 1990, this is 90 seconds of a lunch we had on G street the day we left for home. It might have been longer, but Grandma, who wasn't overly enthusiastic about having our lunch videotaped, gave me the "cut" signal! Why is this such a treasure? It's one of maybe 10,000 meals that they had in that kitchen over the years, all of them final now. But the brief conversation in this video could be any one of those lunches or dinners, and it might remind you of one or all of them:
Maureen takes center stage here, from 1990, and shows us her mellifluous voice. She gets the giggles half way through, but her talent shines:
And finally, on the farm, rounding up the cattle, then checking for bugs in the field. Chris is here with Grandpa, in his element:
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I figured the easiest way to do it is to upload them onto YouTube, then simply embed them here on this blog. So here below are five of them, with a brief description of each. I'll have more soon.
By the way, if you want to comment on them or just see them on YouTube, go to http://www.youtube.com/ and search "Ely68305". For some reason the user name "68305" was already taken. Interesting. You need to have a free account on YouTube if you want to comment, but not if you want to just view them. Also, if anyone wants to upload their own videos, or delete any spam comments that might appear in the comments section (this is, after all, the Internet), or change anything else, the user name is Ely68305, and the password is "elyfamily". While we can't prevent outsiders from viewing these, I figured the "Ely68305" search parameters would greatly diminish the chances of anyone just happening by.
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First, here is video from 1940 of Dad gunning his way around the living room at Christmas. Cameos of my great grandmother, my Uncle Vince, and a couple of neighborhood kids, along with Dad's folks. No audio on this one, of course:
Smash cut forward to 1964. I arrive home for the first time, and the Elys and Deans are there to greet me. Anne gets to hold me while her nervous mother stands by, and Joe gives his "strong man" greeting (or maybe it was a monkey impression...?) to the camera. Again, no audio:
From May 23, 1990, this is 90 seconds of a lunch we had on G street the day we left for home. It might have been longer, but Grandma, who wasn't overly enthusiastic about having our lunch videotaped, gave me the "cut" signal! Why is this such a treasure? It's one of maybe 10,000 meals that they had in that kitchen over the years, all of them final now. But the brief conversation in this video could be any one of those lunches or dinners, and it might remind you of one or all of them:
Maureen takes center stage here, from 1990, and shows us her mellifluous voice. She gets the giggles half way through, but her talent shines:
And finally, on the farm, rounding up the cattle, then checking for bugs in the field. Chris is here with Grandpa, in his element:
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