Archive for January, 2015

“Puzzles And Photos Part Four: Searching”

January 13, 2015

Focusing more on puzzles than photos recalling the disc that is tucked away safely pertaining to the blogs that were in 2005 through 2006 then 2007. These began in mid year of each of those. Had at that time an no longer email address plus a different way more ancient way to viewing the news online, then with that too another online blog that was connected with yahoo. My niece was getting married in Florida and wanted to go to the wedding. Was planning to fly to Indpls., though then my sister went without telling me as we were planning to go together. It was suppose to be a family affair however I should have known better than to rely on that, being that these people had a history of being distant. Just thought it would or could be different for once. Had too a social media site called my space the name for obvious reasons. Saw Liz on there that’s the reason that I was aware of her up coming marriage in June. Tried finding her sister Christal with earnest caring searching. Even for some reason looking at a website called woodtv based in Grand Rapids. Found on google she was in Michigan. Then I got an email from that site saying that a person tried to search for her however there television signal didn’t go far enough. Later on she had been near Detroit namely Dearborn. So finally and gratefully connected with her. While on that subject of searching, my father had a huge argument with my Uncle Bobby when I was 4 years of age and my sister was 2 years of age. My dear Uncle Bobby had many Christmas presents stacked up one on top of the other. All I saw was a huge doll with blond hair, blue eyes. Well to make matters worse, my father said” Take all of them with you and get out” As he is screaming at the top of his lungs. Then my father turned to my mother and said” Now what are we going to get them for Christmas”, she said” Give them coloring books and crayons, they won’t know the difference” Never saw Uncle Bobby for many years till I was in my early twenties and he and my father was talking in the alcove kitchen. I was quietly sitting at the kitchen table handwriting someone. Uncle Bobby comes over to me and is most complimentary. My father became jealous for some reason. Made some comment to Uncle Bobby which was not heard for my ears. Then years later I was in Jacksonville visiting my sister Vivian in 1995 and my sister was working though she was out of the house for some reason. I took that opportunity and phoned Uncle Bobby in Sarasota after getting his phone number from the operator. I had the best very comfortable conversation with him not knowing the length of it, though just concentrating on what was being said. I recall his cheerful voice saying that” I remember you as a baby that I was so cute lovable pretty.” I was thrilled. That was my last contact with him. I so treasured those words. My dear father told me once that I had constitution in which I have. Character is more important than reputation. Character is what you think of yourself. Reputation is what others think you are!

“Puzzles And Photos: Part Three, A Tribute”

January 6, 2015

A bitter cold with sub zero temps isn’t a picnic for man nor beast. Knowing that it is January and scrolling back to 2005 this is a tribute to my beloved best cousin in this world, Tim. He was an actor, world Olympic swimmer, an independent writer who scripted with interest many articles for the Star Ledger in New Jersey. On a personal note, I asked for his address from my mother and with her mean spirited tone gave me an answer that is unprintable. So with mere determination and it too quite a while and it was so well worth the time: I got it from my sister, Vivian gladly. So then came letters with picturesque penmanship handwritten cards, postcards, personally addressed to me, and many emails came back and forth. I was so thrilled. I answered each and everyone of them with care and finesse. This continued for a total of 10 years. By the way I still have these treasured pieces of intangible and tangible memories kept away for self keeping. He wrote comical articles with demonstrations of drawings that were truly unique. He told me about with utmost clarity of his children, his sons Christopher, Nick and Nick’s wife Judy and his daughter Sara. And came photos upon photos abound. He struggled with A.L.S. for 18 months. I was in Alabama at this time and would hope he would be better someway, somehow. However that wasn’t the case. On the 9th of January I phoned him and spoke to his wife of 10 years, Jo Ann. Then phoned him back on the 10th and demanded to speak to Tim. With a breathing tube in his throat we both said ” I Love You” he being first. Then I got an email dated on the 11th saying that Tim had died surrounded by his music and family. I cried and went immediately across the street to my adoptive grandmother, Julia and told her the devastated news. He was the most caring person, recalling when my sister died 3 years earlier, he making it a point calling me and saying how so sorry he was. He was most genuine, his wife Weesie recalling a most personal moment of where he showed great compassion and not divulging the incident. Growing up he made me feel on the top of the world which gave me such a lift which I so needed with compliments galore. You might say that growing up I favored him. Then later on in life I met his brother Mike. A wonderful, sweet, beautiful, magnificent person in his own right.

“Puzzles And Photos : Part Two”

January 2, 2015

Sunny day momentarily however bitter cold and snow in a day or so. Realizing its winter but does it have to be so unbearable. Let’s focus on the blogs from 2005 that were on the other computer. Be more concerned with your Character than your reputation, because character is what you really are, while your Reputation is merely what others think you are. Focusing on both puzzles and photos these very well known statements are true and just because they are written by someone else the meanings are indelible in a persons mind so these aren’t just some persons way of making something out of nothing. It goes as follows: Children Learn What They Live
If children live with criticism, they learn to condemn.
If children live with hostility, they learn to fight.
If children live with fear, they learn to be apprehensive.
If children live with pity, they learn to feel sorry for themselves.
If children live with ridicule, they learn to feel shy.
If children live with jealousy, they learn to feel envy.
If children live with shame, they learn to feel guilty.
If children live with encouragement, they learn confidence.
If children live with tolerance, they learn patience.
If children live with praise, they learn appreciation.
If children live with acceptance, they learn to love.
If children live with approval, they learn to like themselves.
If children live with recognition, they learn it is good to have a goal.
If children live with sharing, they learn generosity.
If children live with honesty, they learn truthfulness.
If children live with fairness, they learn justice.
If children live with kindness and consideration, they learn justice.
If children live with security, they learn to have faith in themselves and in those about them.
If children live with friendliness, they learn the world is a nice place in which to live.
Although these words were written a century and a half ago or maybe in the 17 or 18 hundreds. These words are timeless. Parents should look closely to these words and adhere to them and really grasp the thoughts as to their repercussions. These words should be printed in the schools as well just as a reminder. These applies today and always.

“Puzzles And Photos” Part One

January 1, 2015

At this early hour, again couldn’t sleep. Try worry for one reason. Actually do a lot of that. Needless to say, its my past time. Rightfully so, with no questions asked. Let’s preface this by saying before I researched this I made a point to glance at the last blog on page twenty- six which was dated in mid-year of 2007. I had an old computer before I had this present one and found that I had blogged two years before 2007 as I recalled the first one was in August of 2005. I really met to save those with my flash drive yet never did so I shall do my utmost to try to recollect those with my mind. Knowing that one had a topic of puzzles and photos. Puzzles referring to the Davis side of the family and photos which I have an abundance of those. Speaking of which, the search is finally and gratefully finished. Claudia Douglass is my friend at long last and my Uncle Bobby’s daughter, which would make her my cousin. Wonderfully had a instant message notes total of six. Looking forward to hearing from her this weekend. My father’s side of the family is unknown outside of Claudia’s reference. My parents were very distant which was difficult growing up. Guess it was that way then. However couldn’t at all know why. I just thought it was very strange. However the good part is that my niece Liz said that she had very fond memories of Uncle Bert. Claudia says also the same of my father. Thought I would end this by adding something that Claudia shared from someone else which was on her page. Its entitled, A Letter from Heaven. Of course it is a prayer to God for those who have gone before us or who have died. These are those who I have known in a personal way. Bert and Violet Davis, my parents: Christine Mobeius, my sister: Tim Jecko, my dearest cousin: Perry and Cora Jecko, my aunt and uncle: Stephan Jecko my cousin: David V. Hopper, my husband: Bobby Davis, my Uncle Bobby. May each of these not be forgotten and live in those hearts whom they have left on this earth. A rejoice Happy New Year 2015 to those in earshot.