Showing posts with label Sara. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sara. Show all posts
Thursday, September 27, 2012
A Visit With Paul, Judy & Tayler
Tuesday September 15, 1992
Frank left for carving class at 8 a.m. I arose at 8:15. I dressed and took off for my walk. when I returned I had breakfast and got cleaned up.
Judy called and invited us for dinner. Paul will make spaghetti. I called Debby. We will all go to see her and the kids at 3 p.m. Phil will be at work.
I feel real good today. We arrive at Paul and Judy's at 2:30. Tayler is sleeping still at 3:30 so Frank and I go alone to see Deb, Joey and Sara. As usual Sara is overjoyed to see us. Joey looks thin in the face, especially his teeth seem too large for his face. We visit for an hour or so then return to Paul and Judy's where Paul has made us a spaghetti dinner. Tayler is so tiny but not thin. We stay til 8:30. I have felt wonderful all day.
Paul is Frank's son who lives in Palmdale, about a one-hour drive from Simi Valley. Paul drives more than an hour each way to his job for the Los Angeles Dept of Water and Power. Paul and his lovely wife Judy made a great couple, but sadly have since divorced. I have no photos of their daughter Tayler as an infant, but I did find this one that was taken 8 years later of Paul, Judy, Tayler and their son Nick. Frank's other son Phillip is also divorced from his ex-wife Debby.
Sunday, January 1, 2012
A Visit With Paul & Judy
Saturday March 14, 1992
Up and out early for Palmdale to visit Paul & Judy. They are expecting us and serve us lunch. Tayler is cranky until we take her in their new car to Costco. In the car and in the shopping cart she is an angel. She's also at the age she doesn't want anyone to touch her except Judy.
Frank helps Paul work the dirt in the backyard and takes him in the truck to the lumber yard.
Later we stop to see Debby and Joey. Sara is out with friends and Phil's at work.
We get home in time to eat pizza and dress for the Happy Squares dance. It's too crowded so we come back home to watch TV. We were too tired anyway.
In the above photo, Frank's youngest son Paul is shown with his wife Judy and two children approximately 8 years after this post. It looks like Tayler is around 9 years old and her younger brother Nick around 7. Sadly, Paul and Judy got divorced as did Frank's older son Phil and his wife Debby.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Universal Studios
Wednesday August 14, 1991
Up early to feed Joey and Sara and get them ready. We leave for Universal Studios at 9 a.m. It's misting and cool. It will be a great day, not too hot.
We have done a great job explaining to Sara about pretending. She is not at all frightened by King Kong and Jaws and the earthquake. She loves the E.T. ride and holds her Papa Frank's hand all day. He likes that.
We have a really great day seeing all the shows and really love being with Joey and Sara. They are great fun! We finally leave there quite tired at 8 p.m. I'm no more tired than the rest. We manage to all stay awake coming home and eat more spaghetti before bed.
Universal Studios is a theme park in Universal City in the San Fernando Valley of California. Each of the rides and shows is based on a Universal Studios movie. How nice that Mom and Frank spend the day with their grandkids doing something fun for them. I find it hard to believe that Mom didn't fall asleep in the car on the way home. For as far back as I can remember, she fell asleep in the passenger seat within 10 minutes of Frank starting the ignition, even when she was the one doing the talking, it would suddenly get quiet, and sure enough she was sound asleep practically mid-sentence.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Joey and Sara
Tuesday August 13, 1991
After a great walk Frank heads for the Gledhill House and I prepare the house for company tonight. Debbie and Phil are bringing Joey and Sara over to stay. I make spaghetti sauce. I go to Gledhill to show the house to Klaus and Laura. I like them for the house and they want it badly. We'll see.
We all meet back home about 5:00. We meet Walka, Deb and Phil's Japanese exchange student. She speaks some English. We have a nice dinner of salad, lasagna, spaghetti and ice cream. They stay til 10 p.m. Phil plays pool with Walka.
Phil is Frank's oldest son. His son Joey is just a year older than my son Justin. Phil, Debbie and Joey are pictured above at Dolores' wedding in 1986. Joey is 6 here. Sara was born soon after. I knew mom had Justin down to visit for 2 weeks every summer, but I didn't know that Frank's grandchildren came to stay with them as well. They lived in Palmdale which is less than an hour's drive away.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Philip and Debbie
Monday July 22, 1991
Up and off to Kaiser for blood test. For the first time my white blood cell count is low. It is 12 days since my chemo. She had told us the danger period was day 7-10. Not to worry. I should just avoid people who are sick.
After Kaiser we head to Palmdale to visit with Philip, Debbie, Joey and Sara. Phil must leave for work a couple of hours after we arrive. Deb gets home from work at 2 p.m.
Sara wants lots of love and touching. She loves the white lace outfit we give her for her birthday. Joey wants attention too. He's really interested in war and army stuff. He is reading the Marine manual and knows all the details about guns, etc. I'm worried.
We get home in time to go square dancing in North Hollywood.
Philip is Frank's oldest, who is a few years younger than me. 2 years behind Philip is Frank's son Paul, who mom and Frank visited 3 days earlier to see their new baby Taylor and his wife Judy, and finally Frank's youngest is his daughter Dolores, who was married to Steve in 1986. The photo above is taken at Dolores' wedding with their son Joey, who is 5 years old here. Sara has not yet born in 1986.
Not to worry mom, Joey never did go into the military and he is healthy and safe. My son Derek is really into guns too and he plays "airsoft" with his friends several times each week, where battles are staged and they shoot plastic bee bees at each other, but he has no desire to join the military.
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