Showing posts with label We called my dad 'Puba' which was a name used in the cartoon show The Flintstones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label We called my dad 'Puba' which was a name used in the cartoon show The Flintstones. Show all posts

Thursday, February 05, 2026

Movin'

It's Thankful Thursday!


Last week, we moved my mother out of her home into a senior living community apartment.

Since Dad passed away in 2004, she's been alone.

For a long time, she enjoyed her solitude, only answering to herself.

As time wore on, we knew none of us could provide the attention she needed to remain solo.

Word of mouth brought us to this lovely facility, and Mom found a unit that suited her perfectly.

She's settling in.

The image above is a print that I'd gifted Mom years ago, and as she downsized to move, she asked if I'd like it.

Yes; isn't it adorable?  Celestial Paddy O'Malley and Henry!

I also have her selection of sea monster pottery pieces; will post those on August 7, on Sea Monster Appreciation Day.

🐉

So thankful for this huge event in my mother's life, and in ours, began positively.

It's nice to know that she's got tough-old-bird genetics too!

Let's Hop!



Thursday, April 25, 2024

25th

Happy Heavenly Birthday, Dad!
Thankful that this tie was gone by the time I was born!
My father, with my older sister, a long time ago.
So what other photos are dated 25 April in my library?
Celestial Chuck, 2015
Sweetie, 2020
Celestial Paddy O'Malley, 2020
Celestial Angel, 2015
Da Boyz, 2023

So much to be thankful for:

Family, cats, my wild gardens, gainful employment, laughter, books, my photos, and so much more.

Let's Hop!
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Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Rememberances

Today is my father's birthday, that is, if he hadn't passed away in 2004.  There are days when I miss him so terribly, that I feel there is a hole in my chest.  And then other times, I think of love and fun, Sir Graves Ghastly movies on Saturday afternoons, and the World Series Winning Detroit Tigers of 1984, and I smile and know that Angel Dad is watching from heaven.  Happy Birthday, Puba!

Christmas 1973
Dad and Mom

"Rocket To The Moon!"

My father, with his first-born on his shoulders
(Dig that crazy tie!)
And an old friend left us last week for The Rainbow Bridge: Spit Spot. I posted about his recent 20th birthday here.  His family is very sad, yet have a houseful of rowdy kittens to lick away their tears.
Farewell, Angel Spit Spot

Monday, April 03, 2017

Vacation Travels: Columbus, Georgia...with one cat

We visited with my cousin, who is also my godfather.  He and his wife celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary, and a swell time was had by all!  Congratulations again, J & N!  They have two grown children (my second cousins with spousal units) whom I met for the first time in person.  Here are some photos of their property:

Lovely scenery

The Lake

While not enjoying the company of our extended family, a band of us broke out for a trip to the local museum, and man oh man, what a beautiful place!  The Columbus Museum not only had wonderful local history displays and gorgeous artwork, there was also a garden surrounding the place!
"Boat Installation" by Dale Chihuly

Native American History

Martha and George Washington Portraits

"Rehearsal" by John Koch

Cat Close up of "The Rehearsal"
This is the 'one cat' of my entire trip

Garden pathway

I love statues in a garden!

We also visited downtown Columbus, Georgia, and sat on the bank of the Chattahoochee River, where folks used the rapids to practice their white-water rafting skills.
Zip Line, from Georgia to Alabama!

Chattahoochee River

Rafters
Old warehouses updated to modern office and living spaces
On the way back to Atlanta for our return flight to Detroit, we visited Warm Springs, Georgia, made famous by our four-time President Franklin D. Roosevelt, who built a cottage that he named 'The Little White House'.  Being a polio victim, the warm water gave buoyancy to the body, allowing exercise for paralysed limbs, and a sense of camaraderie with fellow patients.
One of several autos adapted so FDR could
drive himself using his hands 

Actual porch furniture that FDR used while
at The Little White House

The artist, Elizabeth Shoumatoff, started this portrait
of FDR on April 12, 1945, when he collapsed
and died later that day.  She never finished it.

A negative pressure ventilator, commonly called an iron lung.
Some polio victims lost muscle control, including the ability to breathe.
These ugly but life-saving devices did that for the person, by
inflating and deflating their lungs until they had built up
enough strength again.
As an aside, my father contracted Poliomyelitis, often called polio or infantile paralysis, as a boy. Thankfully for millions of people afterward, a working vaccine was first administered in 1950, and later other vaccines were developed, but polio still has no cure.  My father died from complications of lung cancer in 2004, which was probably in part due to damage his body sustained as a child with this disease.  My father really didn't enjoy having pets as I and my siblings children grew up, however, Angel and Chuck were growing inside their mother when my father passed, so they are my living link to him.  I like to think that he would have enjoyed their company when he visited our home, because after all, they are his grand-cats!