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A Rose for Sharon

  For many years now, I have posted the single pink rose image to my social media on August 19th and June 4th. Those who know me well know it is in honor of my little sister, Sharon, who died in 1994. Her birth date and her death date. That has been the extent of my communication about my sister or her life since. Thirty-two years is a long time to hold onto words. I have considered writing about her. It doesn't matter how deep my feelings are for her or how much I cherish her memory, the words don't come easily, if at all. Words feel cheap and wrong. It's hard to even describe why. Maybe it is because she was our family's: Our sister, our cousin, our niece, our daughter. We knew her best, so no one else should have the right to know about her like we did. Maybe that's why I hold onto my words. But I realize that if I don't tell her story, who will?  I have spent hour upon hour researching my long-gone ancestors, yet I haven't written about my own sister. I ...

Summertime Memories

And now for something completely different...summertime memories.

Some of my favorite summer memories are from when we lived in Willowick after my parents got divorced. As Mom was raising us kids by herself, she went back to work after the divorce, working long factory hours in order to make enough to keep the five of us afloat. Usually she only had two weeks of vacation a year, when the factories “shut down” for those middle-of-the-summer week. (I think this was to save on electricity, and to have everyone gone at once, rather than to have people taking vacations at different times, which would slow the assembly lines down.)

 

The Blue Streak at Cedar Point. My brother Tim & I loved to ride this together!

Mom made sure that those two weeks were something to remember, as it was the only “vacation” we ever got as kids. That meant we made all kinds of excursions: We went to amusement parks like Geauga Lake, or Cedar Point in Sandusky, or Sea World. We went to Mentor Headlands Beach to swim in Lake Erie, or visited museums like the Natural History Museum or the Cleveland Aquarium, etc.

 

For the day-long trips like to the amusement park, Mom always made picnic lunches (and also to save money, of course!). We would find a picnic pavilion, put our picnic basket down, cover it with a tablecloth, and off we would go. At lunch or dinner time, we would come back to our food and eat. 


We usually had cold chicken, Mom's famous, yummy potato salad, brownies, chips, and “pop,” which is what we called all soft drinks at the time. Had a Pepsi? It was a pop. Wanted a root beer? It was a pop. Most of these foods & drinks were things we never got to eat regularly, so it made them all the more special. 


We always came home tired, sunburned, and stuffed with good food. Usually we drove home late at night, with the car windows rolled all the way down (no air conditioning in cars then!), and the wind blowing hard into the car. Sometimes we would lean on each other or slouch down in the car seats and fall asleep - we did not wear seat belts then either.


I will never forget how special my Mom made all our summer “vacations.” She created “stay-cations” before they were a thing!

 

Until next time...

 

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Wikipedia (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blue_Streak_%28Cedar_Point%29 : 7 May 2023), "Blue Streak (Cedar Point)," last updated 7 May 2023, at 19:44 (UTC).

 


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  1. What a great memory to document!

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  2. Ready for summer, food and amusement parks and all. Fun post!

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    1. It makes me want to make my Mom's potato salad! Thanks for reading.

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  3. Awe, I love this! Your mom did summer vacations and outings just the way I did with my kids; no matter how tight money was, I always strived to make them as special as possible to give them something they could remember and cherish througout their lives! P.S. That ride looks scary! ;)

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    1. Thanks! My Mom was the master of making something out of nothing. Her lessons still come in handy!

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