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| Click on below Picture to visit a Page titled "GRANDFATHER'S DINNER" A touching story . . . . . . . |
| A DEDICATION TO MY PARENTS AND TO MY GRANDPARENTS . . . . |
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| My Dad's Parents |
| My Mom's Parents |
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| I have always respected my elders, especially my parents and grandparents. Growing up, I always saw my mom and dad as very important people and I valued their opinion as I grew more than anyone else's in the world. Like most kids, I may not have showed that and I didn't always agree with them, but I've always had respect for them. Now that I am an adult, I look at kids in grocery stores, on the street, or at restaurants and I literally sit there in awe at the way some of them speak to their parents. I have wondered - what happened? Were these kids not brought up the right way? I'll glance at the parents after their kid makes a scene and instead of seeing anger, I see the sadness in their eyes, sometimes embarrassment . . . . I came from a family who sat down together at the dinner table. We watched TV together at times. Most importantly, there was communication. But as I watch these kids yell at their parents, in public no less, and walk all over them without a care in the world, I not only feel sorry for the parents,but sorry for the kids as well. I wonder if these kids know what they are missing . . . . . As someone who has lost both sets of grandparents, I know what it feels like to suddenly not have them there anymore. After they are gone, it's hard to say you're sorry for the times you may have misbehaved, or for the times you never said thank-you for the tons of things they did for you and for the time they took to spend with you, or to make up for lost time. It has made me cherish that fact that I still have my parents. My family is the most important thing to me. I value them more than work, more than play, more than anything. Without them, I think I would be somewhat lonley . . . . so for those kids who are treating their parents with anything but respect, I ask them to take a moment and realize what it is that they are doing! You're not only hurting your parents, but in the long run, you are hurting yourself as well. You never know when they're not going to be there. Instead of talking back or mocking them, take a hold of them and give them a hug. Tell them how much you love them. Most of all, show them a little respect. Please believe they have good reasons for the decisions they made, or are making. They only have your best interest in mind. Someday you'll realize that. I hope by then it won't be too late for you to show them how much you care. |
| I Remember When |
| Family value were a source of family pride Grass was something mowed, not smoked Coke was a soft drink, not a drug Clothes were worn with holes in them because you had no others Teachers were permitted to use discipline to control their classrooms Parents used discipline to control their kids A mans word was his bond It was parental discipline before it became "Child Abuse" Children earned their allowance It was common to leave your house unlocked It was safe to stop and help someone on the highway Criminal behavior was punished Work was sought - not fought People respected another persons property A persons past was no excuse for breaking the law Children had curfews Marriage was sacred |
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| Alice Manson 8-24-1898 to 9-30-1995 |
| Roy Smith 5-31-1895 to 2-12-1968 |
| Omer Manson 7-13-1897 to 11-27-1977 |
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| Thank you Mom and Dad for all that you do |
| Hazel Smith 9-17-1886 to 8-5-1977 |
| I miss the love and fun and the way it used to be. I have a ton of wonderful memories that I will always carry with me. Your all sadly missed. |