Thursday, January 31, 2008

Moms & Dad

I added a comment about Moms & Dad. I thought it would show up on the blog - but you have to click on the right hand side where it says 2008 - and then you will find it.

Moms & Dad

Other peoples memories jog my memories. Now I remember Moms telling me about how she was staying with her Father, in Oakland, when they felt the ground start shaking. It was the San Francisco earthquake. She said that she and her Father stood out on their front door step and watched as San Francisco burned and the buildings crumbled to the ground. That must have been a very scary thing to see.

Another thing - didn't Grand Dad have twin sisters, May & June. Once upon a time someone told me that June Lake was named after Grand Dad's sister! Does anyone know when June Lake got its name? Is it possible? OR was someone pulling my leg - again! I was such a believer

Monday, January 28, 2008

The life of Moms & Dad

I am wondering where Moms and Dad met and married and where their married life took them. All I know about is Salt Lake City and then Los Angeles. Does anyone know where they met, etc.?

In response to comments from Fred:

Empty fifths of 'Old Granddad' - wow - I never even thought of him drinking. I know that Moms never drank. I wonder when he had his drink(s)? Did he have a drink at the end of the day? Did he have a sip while in his office? The mind wonders/wanders!

I vaguely remember the incinerator but do you remember the bales and bales of tied up newspapers in the little room off the garage. They were saved for school paper drives. AND, weren't there a lot of old comic books in there too? Do you remember the old wooden Cigar Store Indian that was in the garage?

That table that was next to Granddad's chair (early version of todays recliner) is in my living room now next to a big oversized leather chair. For the longest time it was next to my Dad's chair in my parents condo in Marina del Rey. The inside is lined in thin metal because it was a humidor and it still has just the vaguest hint of the smell of tobacco.

I do remember that Granddad spent time in his home office writing letters. I have a couple that he wrote to my Dad. A dying art - letter writing. AND in those days it seemed that everyone had such beautiful handwriting. I guess a lot of time was spent in school on 'penmanship'. The internet has made keeping in contact so much easier - but - there still, to me, is something very special about a hand written letter.

Friday, January 25, 2008

The Windsor House

Does anyone remember the curtains on the windows at Windsor. They were, I believe, white, some light fabric, and I remember my Mother telling me that there were 104 panels. Possibly 26 windows - 4 panels per window. Moms took them down, or had someone take them down for her, and she washed them twice a year. She was a very busy woman.

Do any of you remember any people, friends of Moms & Dad's, at the house? I only remember family. I know Grand Dad was a Mason so he must have gone to meetings but I don't remember any other outside recreation/functions that either of them went to and I don't remember them ever having any friends over. I never thought about that until lately. Besides the family, I wonder what they did - for fun?

Saturday, January 19, 2008

714 Windsor Blvd.

Dear Cyndi:
OK - I'll try to walk you thru the house. Up the steps to the front door. Inside on the left was the dining room. You can barely see it's front windows in the picture. It was a rather large room and yes it had a button on the floor to buzz for help. The 'guys' used to get under there and push the button a lot and then get in trouble. Especially from Moms. There were sliding doors to close off the dining room. They were those wonderful old doors that slide inside the wall. Behind the dining room was the pantry and the kitchen - there were swinging doors at both ends of the pantry. It was a long narrow room with a long shelf area for food and I believe there were a few cupboards in there. I also think there was a door in the pantry that led down to the basement. The kitchen was quite large with LOTS of cupboards and drawers. I big stove and an ice box. There was always bettermilk in there and my Dad loved it. YUCK! The kitchen sink looked out over the driveway and after family dinners there Helen, Louise &/or my Mom would do the dishes while Grand Dad wiped them and he sang. Songs like 'The Old Rugged Cross' and 'Juanita'. I loved it in there at those times. If you walked across the kitchen on the driveway side there was a door with a screen door that went outside to the driveway. Back in the depression & post depression days there were always people coming around - to the side door - the knife & scissor sharpener, the pots & pan man who cleaned the pots so they looked brand new, if there were any dents in the pots they were gone when he was finished. People came around to do all sorts of things. Moms always found work for them and fed them on the back steps. Sometimes there were people who were just hungry and Moms fed them too. Keep going towards the back of the house and there were 'the maids quarters' - Moms kept her parrot back there (while it was alive).

OK now let's go back to the front door and start on the right hand side. First, there was the living room. It was huge. You can see it's front windows in the picture. It also had the same type of sliding doors that the dining room had. There was a big fireplace in the living room too. If you walked into the house and turned right - into the living room - and kept walking toward the side wall there was a doorway & a long, sort of skinny room. That was Grand Dad's home office. Above his desk was a large picture of Geranimo. At some time, when I was quite young, he told me that it was Geranimo and he was his Grand Father. Naturally, I had to share that at school and when my teacher told me it couldn't be true I had a fit because 'my Grand Father said so'!!!!!... Let's go back out into the hallway...continue walking towards the back of the house and on the left hand side - past the dining room was the staircase to upstairs. Continuing on down the hallway there was another room, I think it was at the end of the hallway, sort of like a breakfast room - or lunch room. Maybe Mom's and Dad ate dinner in there when the kids were grown. I remember sitting in there and eating smashed avocado sandwiches with Grand Dad. I also think there was a swinging door just before there where you could also go into the kitchen. I think the back wall of the breakfast room had a door that went out to the patio. I seem to remember a lot of glass windows - I could be wrong though. In the patio there was an outdoor fireplace and a sunkin fish/frog pond. I always remember hearing frogs there. There was a wooden gate to the back yard and beyond was Moms's Aviary and the backyard. There was a redwood tree that my Dad got on a family vacation, just a slip, and he planted it in the back yard and by the time the house was sold the tree was probably 30+ feet tall. On the left side of the patio (the driveway side) there was another wooden gate. I think that is the gate everyone refers to as the squeaky gate. In the back to the left, at the end of the driveway was the garage. It was big with - I think - sliding doors and it could hold two cars. On the left hand side of the garage was a smallish room where old newspapers were stored for paper drives - and stuff like that. In the garage there was a big wooden cigar store indian. I never knew where it came from. Neil, Clancy & my Dad probably 'liftd it' from some place and brought it home.

Back in the house . . . and up the stairs. I seem to remember that they curved at the top. At the top of the stairs - and here is where my memory isn't too clear - the first bedroom was Grand Dads, I think. Then there might have been an extra bedroom. I remember my Mother telling me that one time when she and my Father were staying with Moms and Dad for a short while, Grand Dads Father was visiting and they were in bedrooms that were side by side and they both snored and ground their teeth and my Mother said she could have sworn that the house shook. Then I think was the 'boys' room and the sleeping porch. Fred could tell you more about the sleeping porch. My memory of that room & porch is very dim. After that was Helen and Louises room and across the hall was Moms room. I don't remember where the bathrooms were but there had better have been several of them with 5 kids and Moms and Dad. Helen and Louises bedroom was at the front side/corner of the house above the living room and Moms was on the other front corner, above the dining room.

That's what I remember. There is one story I'll never forget and I don't remember how old/young I was but Grand Dad fell and broke his hip. There was a hospital bed set up in the dining room, near the front windows so he could look out, and there was a male nurse, a live in who must have stayed in the 'maids quarters' - but I do remember thinking that he (the nurse) was quite handsome. I didn't mind the Saturday or Sunday drives from Encino to L.A. to visit then!

That's all I remember now. Check with Sandy, he might remember the upstairs better than I do and I'm quite sure that Fred probably has the best memory - being the oldest (sorry Fred!) If I remember more I'll let you know. I hope this gives you sort of an idea of what Windsor looked like. It was really a wonderful house. It was especially great when all the cousins were young. We could hang out in the living room, laying around on the floor building card houses and playing games. I wish the house was still there.

Monday, January 14, 2008

Neil, Clancy, Louise and Maynard at the beach


It's a shame Helen isn't in this photo! I love the brooding good looks of the boys! I am curious why the children didn't smile too often in these photos, although the process might have been not unlike photos taken by Mac through the years: "Okay, boys, line up! Okay, smile." Fidget...fidget with the camera until the boys began to grimace and then Mac snapped the photo! This photo may have involved a tripod and much effort. Any thoughts on how they ended up at the beach in suits? A Sunday afternoon drive after dinner?
Cyndi

Moms, four kids and a car


This photo was in the same collection of photos as the picture of the house one Windsor. Note Neil and Clancy in the background, and, I assume, Louise and Helen next to Moms. Anyone able to identify the location or the kind of car or the year the photo might have been taken?

Cyndi

714 S. Windsor


Happy New Year, Family! I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and New Year.

Sandy and I were in Phoenix with our daughter, Lindsay, and her husband, Jason, our son, Steven, and his four children. (For those of you who are unaware, he is raising the infant son of his ex-wife. The little guy doesn't know his father, so Steven is his only "Daddy.") Lindsay and Jason were spending their first Christmas in their new home, so it was fun to spend Christmas Eve there, open presents with little ones and make a complete mess making sugar cookies with an 8 year old and a 9 year old!

Unfortunately for Sandy, he took a fall on Christmas Eve and we spent the wee hours of Christmas morning in the ER. He apparently has a bad sprain and he's still hobbling. If that were his only mishap, we'd count ourselves lucky, but before we returned to California, he was taken out by a kid on a sled while we were playing in the snow with our grandchildren, and sustained bruised ribs from that one. A couple of days later, he hit himself in the nose while retrieving a box, and may have broken his nose! Tough week for him in spite of the fact he enjoyed being around kiddos and grandkiddos for the holidays!

Enough of Wassons --I'm here to ask questions about Hathaways! 714 S. Windsor has been mentioned by all of you with such affection that it is clear it is the site of many happy memories. Can anyone take me on a "tour" of the house and tell me where the living room was, where the kitchen was, or about the sleeping porch? Was the dining room big? Sandy used to mention a place on the floor where Moms could ring for assistance from the kitchen. Did you all get in trouble playing with it as kids?
Did Moms and Dad have parties there? Were they formal dinner or cocktail parties or did they ever barbecue in the backyard? (Or was that kind of entertaining, if done at all, done out on the ranch?) I've been in the family a long, long time, but still don't have the answers to all of these questions. Someone start talkin'!
Love,
Cyndi