On July 31st I was in the South Jersey area for a very somber event. On that evening in Temple University Hospital in Philadelphia my older sister Debbie died from complications of kidney cancer.
There is a web site to help remember her. Please have a look and add comments.
rememberingdebbie.blogspot.com
Deborah Lynn (Thomas) Bozarth - October 9, 1951 - July 31, 2007
Parents - Robert Roy Thomas and Pearl Helen (Estilow) Thomas
Brothers, Bob and Roger Thomas, sister Dee (Thomas) Newman
Husband - Jeffrey Bozarth
Daughter - Rebecca (Bozarth) Szkotak
Grandsons - Peter Szkotak, Jr. and Payton Szkotak
She would have been 56 tomorrow.
Thanks for reading.
Bob
Monday, October 8, 2007
Sunday, July 8, 2007
Little Brother Makes a Hit!
The adults we met in Wenonah were very helpful and friendly.
Some of the kids were otherwise. One of the very first to stop by out front was (as I later learned) Tommy Jenkins. My little brother, Roger, and I were out front of the house. Tommy was on his bike and stopped in the street and sat on his bike. Tommy asked what our names were. Then he called Roger over to him and whispered something in his ear.
Roger was only two years old but he was a good size for his age and pretty strong. He walked straight over to me and punched me in the mouth hard enough to make my lip bleed! I asked him why he did that and he pointed at Tommy who was on his bike and riding away laughing at the moment.
Fortunately not all kids in Wenonah were as treacherous as Tommy.
Some of the kids were otherwise. One of the very first to stop by out front was (as I later learned) Tommy Jenkins. My little brother, Roger, and I were out front of the house. Tommy was on his bike and stopped in the street and sat on his bike. Tommy asked what our names were. Then he called Roger over to him and whispered something in his ear.
Roger was only two years old but he was a good size for his age and pretty strong. He walked straight over to me and punched me in the mouth hard enough to make my lip bleed! I asked him why he did that and he pointed at Tommy who was on his bike and riding away laughing at the moment.
Fortunately not all kids in Wenonah were as treacherous as Tommy.
Saturday, May 19, 2007
Wenonah, August, 1959
My family of five came to Wenonah in August of 1959 when I was six. For a year or two prior to that move I had lived on a farm owned by Ambler Junior College. We lived on the farm in one half of the farm house. Our neighbors, Hans and Hetty Zutter, had a son, Peter, and a daughter, Rosemary, who was a few years younger.
There was another house on the farm property. It was a "spring" house. It was built over a spring and the water from the spring moved through the basement in a channel. Milk cans would be placed in the basement and the channel blocked so that the cool spring water would chill the milk and keep it fresh. That was a very old house with a central chimney. A stairway wound around the back of the chimney to reach the second floor. We had lived in that house, too. But we had no other nearby neighbors. The driveway to the farm buildings from the road was at least one quarter of a mile long.
By contrast in Wenonah we moved into 102 N. Monroe Ave and we had neighbors on all sides. It wasn't too long before we got to know some of them.
There was another house on the farm property. It was a "spring" house. It was built over a spring and the water from the spring moved through the basement in a channel. Milk cans would be placed in the basement and the channel blocked so that the cool spring water would chill the milk and keep it fresh. That was a very old house with a central chimney. A stairway wound around the back of the chimney to reach the second floor. We had lived in that house, too. But we had no other nearby neighbors. The driveway to the farm buildings from the road was at least one quarter of a mile long.
By contrast in Wenonah we moved into 102 N. Monroe Ave and we had neighbors on all sides. It wasn't too long before we got to know some of them.
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