52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy and History
14 Feb 2011 Leave a Comment
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Week 7: Toys
What was your favorite childhood toy? Is it still being made in some form today?
I had several favorite toys as a child. There was my Rub A Dub Dollie, Good Humor Ice Cream Truck, this bead machine that made necklaces (I can picture it but can’t tell you what the name of it was), my Weebles, my Sesame Street Playhouse (which I still have), McDonald’s Play Store (I wish I had this), and my Disney video thing. It had cartridges that you stuck into a machine to play a movie. I don’t think it had sound.
Today I think the Sesame Street House is made in some form from time to time but the rest is a product of the 1970′s.
52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy and History – Week 6
10 Feb 2011 Leave a Comment
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Week 6: Radio and Television
What was your favorite radio or television show from your childhood? What was the program about and who was in it?
Growing up I loved watching “Little House on the Prairie” and “The Waltons”. They were such nice, wholesome, family shows. We would all watch them together. Little House was about Laura Ingalls Wilder’s life. The Waltons was about a large family living in the mountains of Virginia during the depression and World War II.
52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy and History – Week 3
08 Feb 2011 Leave a Comment
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Week 3: Cars
What was your first car? Describe the make, model and color, but also any memories you had of the vehicle.
My first car was ….. I remember what it looked like but not the make and model! Does that mean I’m old and forgetful? The color was cream. I had roll down windows, since this was the early 1990′s. I believe I was able to drive it later in my junior year of high school.
52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy and History – Week 4
08 Feb 2011 Leave a Comment
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Week 4: Home
Describe the house in which you grew up. Was it big or small? What made it unique? Is it still there today?
The house I grew up in was a one story with four bedrooms. My siblings and I each had our own. The living room/dining room/kitchen was all centered in the house with two bedrooms on either side. My sister and I shared one “wing” of the house and my parents and brother the other. LOL! Although I think initially my sister was on the other side for a long time. I believe the house is still there today. I drove through the town I grew up in a couple of months ago and it seemed more run down than when I lived there so I didn’t venture outside the city limits to find out.
52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy and History – Week 2
06 Feb 2011 Leave a Comment
in 52 Weeks of Genealogy Tags: ancestors, genealogy, Holik, Marshfield, Missouri, winter
Week 2: Winter
What was winter like where and when you grew up? Describe not only the climate, but how the season influenced your activities, food choices, etc.
I spent most of my growing up years living in southwest Missouri where there was a lot of ice and snow each winter. I remember one Christmas Day when my mom had just finished cleaning up the kitchen after we ate Christmas lunch and the power went out. We had snow on the ground and then ice. Lots of ice. We were lucky to have a wood fire place in our living room and wood to burn because the power was out for days. I remember we even ended up cutting up and burning an old living room chair towards the end of that power outage.
We lived on 10 acres and behind and to the right of the house the land dipped down slightly and there was a huge low-lying area. When it would rain too much, it would flood. When it would snow too much, then melt, it would flood. When it would snow too much, melt, then freeze again, we could go ice skating.
Winter was always an adventure because we lived four miles out of town up a steep hill. School was closed a lot when the weather got too bad. The town just couldn’t get the roads clear enough for all the kids who lived outside of city limits. Snow days meant play days.
