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Firehouse Pretzels (Whispers Challenge) |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869
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I was born in England and raised in the USA. Ive lived in Hawaii and Texas and Delaware.. i miss Delaware..that is where my heart is my daughter lives in Hawaii and my son in Michigan with their families. I worry too much about my children. Aways wondering how they are. i am the oldest of five lost my youngest sister when she was twelve to cancer....i knew she was dying and i named my daughter after her when she was born....My two children were a comfort to me when she died ten months later. I miss the little children i use to hike with and swim with, i miss packing their lunches and i miss their friends...the slumber parties the baseball games and their hugs and kisses.. the Saturday morning cartoons..Sunday night Hardy boy shows The Brady bunch, and the monkies.. Davey was my daughters favorite. Maybe cause her mom had English blood in her too ...*wink* Each has two children...but rarely see them except their voice on the phone.. Im sort of old fashion..but not a prude. a little shy.. Admire women like Hillary Clinton. and i adore and admire Billy Graham. What a wonderful man he is...truly a chosen man. Im a homebody...i guess that is where i feel the most comfortable. My mom says i was my fathers favorite. Maybe because he didnt see me for the first eight or nine months of my life. Maybe cause i always kissed him when he walked in the door from work. He was a handsome man not a pound over weight..always looked neat, not a hair out of place..He worked in a refinery although if you would have seen him you would think he was a detective.. always in a tan trench coat..looked like the old movie star..Robert Taylor, or i guess he could have passed for a flasher too ..ha... that reminds me i was flashed once in Woolworths. I made pretend i didnt notice..my sis was flashed alot maybe i should have hung around with her more.. I grew up in a Catholic neighborhood although i wasnt Catholic. One day a nun across the street in the convent asked me to take a walk with her, i didnt realize i was going to end up at the doctors office while she received her physical..I thought she would never come out. I was almost in tears.. I guess she must have had trouble with her habit.. I lived next door to a Caucasian minister. She preached in an African American church. Mrs Wadsworth ..she was also a seamstress who fixed the first dress i made so i could pass sewing class in junior high.. My mother and the five of us went to church every Sunday Walking across Market Street bridge Reminded me of a duck and her little ducklings.. but my father didnt..said he was Methodist..his excuse for not going. Im still best friends with my girlfriend Dianne we have been friends since third grade. We would smoke in her bathroom and sneak into her grandmothers room and talk on her phone..until she would come and chase us out.. I havent smoked since. Than we would go up the street to the firehouse and eat all their pretzels.. I styled everyones hair in the neighborhood. I guess i liked watching the barber cut my little brothers hair. My mom would tell me to say “scissors on the side.” Than i would sit and blush pretending i didnt see the girly books sitting next to me.. My other brother, a year and a half younger than me, had a good sense of direction unlike me who always got lost..he was a cute little thing He looked just like my dad,but has been mentally ill since twenty one..dad died a couple years ago..before he died i told him i loved his cream puffs, and we would all be together again one day...He was sort of a loner..maybe thats why he always kept a glass next to his chair..filled with crimson red.. A liquor store was on every corner..sort of convenient for my dad.. My husband makes my coffee and fills my car with gas..I look forward to friday night Mexican dinners..I like Vegas. The only place i really come alive...im a people watcher..i just hang out in the casinos..just take my jeans, nothing fancy..and just relax...just something about the atmosphere..you can just hang loose as they say in Hawaii.. I love the ocean but after three years in Hawaii i got island fever as they call it and we left two years later.. While i was there my friends and I performed hula shows with a band for the retirement centers and nursing homes.. I guess you could say i had a captive audience. I took ukulele lessons..but i was sort of nervous about playing it..so when the time came to perform i made sure my husband moved to Texas before the show.. I had my own ukulele..but now my grandson has it as he takes lessons and loves playing..he was happy to get it..and i was happy to give it to him.. I was inspired to write poetry in Hawaii.. ten years ago..publishing my first book last year. Well as you can see im a poet nothing more nothing less.. a wife and a mother and a nana. and just plain ole me..and btw my name isnt really Victoria..thats my granddaughters name. Just my way of being close to her.. "To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides." ~ David Viscott [This message has been edited by Victoria (01-06-2002 08:04 PM).] |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
you have led a beautiful life. Kathleen-- |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
BRAVO!!!! I love every word of it. You somehow came so to life as I read it. Wonderful. **big hugs** Love I leave with you whether it is in your life now or yet the essense of your dreams. |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggsssssssss) Ooohhhhhhh...it's so wonderful to hear the story of your loving life, we all love you so much and you are a delight to us all! (kiss on cheek) I have been to Hawaii once before and am so happy you started writing poetry and still do. I will post my response to the challenge soon! This is beautiful, sweet friend, you are an angel to us all! God Bless You! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Victoria, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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A Whisper's Caress Senior Member
since 2000-11-03
Posts 791on the horizon of a fairytale |
btw, my name isn't really Victoria I love your way of being close to your granddaughter...very sweet... I enjoyed this personal tour of you, isn't it truly wonderful to find a guy who will fill your car up for you every week? ahhh, Saturday morning cartoons... This was a lovely response to my challenge. Thank you Victoria...and thank your granddaughter too. |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
Thanks you guys and gals...  ~Vic  |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
I loved reading your life story, Victoria... Maybe we should have a "life story challenge" I bet no one could do as well as you have. You really made everything come alive. The bad as well as the good! I have a vivid picture in my mind, of every scene. I laughed at this one. "that reminds me i was flashed once in Woolworths. I made pretend i didnt notice..my sis was flashed alot maybe i should have hung around with her more.." Great job, Victoria!(or whatever your real name is)  copyright2001 Lyra Nesius |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
thank you madame..so nice to hear from you today..happy you enjoyed my little ramblings ha...  ~Vic "To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides." |
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