Papa’s World – BODE – only grandson – birthday – age 6!

Cassidy BODE Taylor

Our daughters gave us five grand daughters –

family dinners were 8 females – 3 males!

And then – along came BODE!

The first grandson in our little family!

BODE

Even when he was too little to walk

I would push him in the stroller

and one time we passed a open garage door

and he became very excited – pointing to a car parked there.

It was a antique Corvette!

He is all boy – trucks – bikes – helmets and no shoes!

Turning six years old – Bode – as he always is – no shoes!

Off he goes outside – no snow – no ice and no shoes!

Riding his bike – playing baseball – chasing his sisters or running away !

He has this thing of bare feet!

Every morning as I drank my cup of coffee –

when we stayed with them before we moved South

Down the stairs he would come

early – 6:00 am.

And “Hello Papa” !

And climb up into my lap as I wrote my blogs!

Mommy – and Bode – mother and son

First boy in the little family.

He and Cassidy are two peas in the pod!

Yet – he loves Taylor – calling her name.

Cassidy is the protective one – always watching over him.

All three together excited – I can not tell who is saying what

if I am not in the same room with them.

I am hoping to have them here – on the beach – in the sand – running – laughing!
Daddy and Bode – going golfing!

For his Christmas – we gave to him – his first little set of golf clubs

a bag – balls and tees.

There is a video of him his daddy took

Hat on backward – ball on a tee in the fairway

stepping up – the ball falls off the tee – he picks it up

places it back and steps up to the ball

His stance perfect and all of a sudden he swings

You hear the club hit the ball – and his daddy laugh

It leaves the tee and sails down the fairway!

“WAY TO GO BODE” his daddy says!

I think we have a soccer player and a golfer!

I am not too old to enjoy what the years will bring!

First grandson – all boy – yet sentimental – caring for his sisters.

One day he will be the one protecting them!

Happy birthday little one – BODE – six years old – first grandson!

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Papas World – she was small but she ruled the roost!

They all called her “MARY”

but to me she was “MOM”!

Everyone would drive by that front porch on main street

Roll their window down –

Wave and say “HI MARY”!

Beeping their horns.

I would ask “Who was that”?

“Oh – just someone” she would reply.

They all knew her – and my sisters and brothers friends

Well – after they were gone – they would still stop in.

Same with mine!

She was almost 98 when she passed

But she still was tough as nails!

I loved her – but more than that –

I respected her – calm – cool and collect.

Aunt Mary – Mom – Mary –

all the same to me.

1967 – senior
ME!

It had rained for many days back in the mid ’50’s.

She told me – “Tommy – don’t go near the water”!

You see – before the dike system was upgraded

our little town of Eldred Pa. would almost flood whenever

we had major rain – and this was one of them.

Most times – not major like in ’42.

But one or two feet of water standing on main street!

This time it was different – there was a lot of water –

and off I went – eventually ending up by the main street water

where I was told not to go!

I guess I can say I have always been a little independent

I am careful – I think before I walk – leap or run!

But this day I thought “NO ONE WILL KNOW”!

That is – out of the blue a photo was taken –

By a man who worked for the area newspaper!

Of a young man who had made a raft and was making

his way down main street –

AND THERE I WAS WATCHING HIM!

Yes – that is me – standing in the water on main street flood!

Exactly where I was told not to go!

WHO WOULD OF THOUGHT!

Mary – Mom – Aunt Mary was small –

cool – calm and collect –

She ruled the house – one day she chased me –

all over the back yard –

until I made it to the front porch and crawled under.

As far back as I could go.

She and my sister coaxed me out-

“This is gonna hurt me more than you” she said.

Don’t believe that!

That day it rained and then the next when the morning paper came

and there I was being where I was not suppose to be!

I admitted it and she smiled –

Mary – Mom – Aunt Mary

Cool – calm & collect

“Tommy – this is going to hurt me more than you”

Don’t believe that!

I sure do miss her – Mommy.

Sherry and Tom

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