Part of our trip involved visiting my family in Oklahoma. During this trip, I found a great deal out about family history. We looked at our genealogy, where we came from, learned where most of my family is buried. I also learned great deal of stories about my family. My grandmothers were very forthcoming with their stories this trip. So I listened. They obviously felt it was important to tell me these stories. SOme I had heard before, but some I had not. Either way, they wanted to talk.
I like visiting my mom and dads in Oklahoma. They live in a house next to where my Great Grandmother lived. This is important to me because, she is the inspiration to this particular blog. I do have some memories of going to their house when I was little. We would help harvest her gigantic garden, and my Great Grandmother would make us cornhusk dolls. I remember always going into the barn, because there was an outhouse in there. I was fascinated to hear stories about my Great Grandfather refusing to use plumbing. Instead he would go out to his barn every day. I also enjoyed looking at their German books, and seeing her old vanity. These are little snippets of memories. So as I sit in my parents backyard, I can see the barn, and remember.
I naturally took some pictures of my children, parents and us as a family in front of the barn. My mom’s going to kill me for posting these pics, but oh well. Enjoy!
Mom, Dad, you are officially on the internet!
Have a great day everyone!