Showing posts with label Dad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dad. Show all posts

Monday, May 18, 2009

Family Pictures

2004
Rain William James M.
2004
Ethan James H.
2003
My nephews Logan & Matthew with Owen & Amberley
Tiffany & Brittany

1999
Amberley, Brittany & Owen

1998
My Uncle Bill & my Dad (brother's)

1994

Friday, May 15, 2009

I'm Back

I am going to change the format of this blog temporarily. I am busy getting ready to move to Chatham. I am trying to get the my new place fixed up and painted and also trying to pack my current place. Plus I have to decide what I am going to do about my job. Do I get a transfer or look for a new job with a different company.
Also Amberley is pregnant with baby #3. Perry has a temporary job at the Bruce in Tiverton, which is about 3 hours away from Chatham. So I am planning on going to Chatham once a week to help her out with Ethan & Gavin. So I am busy, busy, busy.


So for now I am going to just post pictures.



Amberley & Brittany

1988: Brittany & my dad
1987: Me & my sister Cathy

1997: Brittany & Amberley

1991: My family, Amberley, Brittany, Owen & Paul

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Ten Years Ago Today...


Here's to you dad, you were the most wonderful dad a child could have. I love you and I miss you. January 14, 1934 - December 18, 1998

Saturday, September 6, 2008

My Grandparents

Last week was grandparents day. So since I have posted about my grandparents Weston before, I thought I would post about my grandparents Stull, my dad's parents.

My grandpa Stull died the year I got married. But the three remaining grandparents became great grandparents with the birth of my children (although grandma Stull already had great grandchildren). My dad's parents lived in Michigan, in Detroit and then in Auburn Heights. I believe grandpa worked in the trucking industry as some kind of clerk. My grandma as far as I know didn't have an outside job. I remember their house in Detroit (I was a child then) It was big and white and everything was in place, it had a very distinct aroma and the gardens were beautiful, Grandma loved to work in the garden. I remember they had the first white Christmas tree I had ever seen, but being a child I thought it was kind of strange that there was a train and other ornaments under it instead of presents. They had a really awesome basement I remember having one of my birthday parties in it and I know the family played card games down there. I remember when ever we went there it was considered an outing, for one thing even though we lived in Michigan at the time it was still a bit of a drive. But also because we didn't go there very often and if we did it was usually for some kind of event. I know my dad's brother (Uncle Bill) was a bachelor for a long time and he had a bedroom down the hall. Also when we moved to Ontario and they came for a visit it was an all day thing. I don't ever remember seeing grandma in slacks, whenever I saw her she was wearing a house dress, but she never looked frumpy she always looked pretty.

It's interesting how they met. My grandma was born in Manitoba, Canada and my grandpa in Pennsylvania, US. They both had step-parents, who happened to be brother & sister. Anyway my grandma's stepmother wanted to go visit her brother in Indiana (where the family was now living) so they made the trek from Canada to the US and as they say the rest is history. They were married in Belleville, Ontario but lived in the US, I believe they settled in Indiana though not a 100% sure. They had 4 children 2 boys and 2 girls they were married for 50 years, grandpa died a few months before their 51st anniversary. Both of their son's were in the US military - dad was in the army and Uncle Bill was in the air force.

It's kinda of funny how my dad referred to his parents - grandma was called Mother and grandpa was called Pop.




Grandpa - he would of been a good candidate for "What Not To Wear"

This is their basement, L-R my mom, my Aunt Dolores, my grandpa, my Uncle BillThis is grandma with my nephew, John-Michael, at the time this picture was of the oldest & youngest Stull





Tuesday, December 18, 2007

My Dad









Today is the 9Th anniversary of my father's death. He went into the hospital for pneumonia but because of complications from diabetes he never came out, so it was very unexpected. Man do I miss him. I know I could not of had a better dad. Behind his gruff exterior was a teddy bear, and anybody that knew him remembers his big jolly laugh. He loved reading about history, he had a huge library of history books. He loved all of us so much after we were all moved out of the house he became a friend. He adored his grandchildren he was so good to them, he only knew 8 of them, Logan came along about 5 months later. But I know my brother, Chris tells him about his grandpa all the time. I keep thinking how much he would of loved being around his great grandchildren.
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Rain made this picture for me when he was here. It is a picture of me, don't I look awesome.





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Have a good Tuesday.

Thursday, November 8, 2007

Not Much Happening

I met my mom in Wallaceburg this week just to talk. I wish she lived closer so we didn't have to make arrangements to meet. But at least she lives close enough that we can meet in the middle.
On Wednesday Amberley had a dentist's appointment here in Sarnia. So I got to see the boys for about a half hour before I left for work. Unfortunately I mixed my hours with today's. I thought I worked at 12 but I didn't start until 2, today I work at 12. I keep forgetting that I am getting old and my mind needs the help of a paper and pen.
Survivor is on tonight it looks good, it seems they are going to vote James off, I think they need to vote Todd off he is the schemer.

I am transferring some old slides I found when doing some cleaning in the basement. The first one is of my dad with my brothers and a friend. He is wearing his army coat. He was in the US Army during the Korean War. I miss him so much. And the second one is on me (in blue) and my sister Cathy with our beloved grandma Weston. She was the coolest grandma ever. I hope that I come close to being a grandma like her.

Have a great day.