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Almost 70 years ago Clyda and Veon were married. That union is why we are all here. This blog is created to capture our thoughts and help us get to know each other better. There will be a new question posted each Sunday until December. Please use contributors first names only. If you are posting anonymously please add your first name to the text. Enjoy!
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Attention everyone...Marilyn has a WEB PAGE !! You can check it out at www.marilynsmithartist.com!
Nicole, please publish the following disclaimer in a prominent place:
I hesitated to make long narratives with these posts, but Nicole said she might put the whole blog thing into a book form someday, and I could use this as a forum for writing for my kids and grandkids. I can’t pass up an opportunity like that. So rather than bore you, feel free to skip anything you’re not interested in or don’t want to be bothered to read. Sonja
Note from Nicole:
I am happy to do this for anybody that is interested. I am enjoying hearing from each of you and would love to hear from more. Thanks Sonja for taking the time to work on this and giving us an opportunity to get to know you better.
Kids from Lt to Rt:Marilyn, Barbara, Veon Jr., Gladys, Gerald, Evan. Clyda and Veon in the Middle.
Sonja
Ve's Wife
Nicole
Glady's Youngest
Marilyn
The Youngest Daughter
Evan
"The Baby"
Daphne
Glady's Oldest
Clyda
5 comments:
My nick name is 'Nick'. When I was in 7th grade I had a short stint when I went by Nickey but that only lasted for a semester. When I changed schools I dropped the "Nickey". It really didn't suite me.
My classmates called me Daffy Duck, Martian Duck, Mars Duck, Duck-a-Doodle, Duck Rogers from the 25th Century, and Daph's Knee. One called me Jennifer just because he wanted to call me something I had never been called before. My parents just called me Daph. I probably shouldn't repeat what I was called when I got in trouble.
I've mostly been called Mindy Lou. Since I don't have a middle name, I would tell people my middle name was Lou. My mom calls me Mind and my dad calls me Bones. Bones is from a commercial jingle that was on TV when I was a toddler. He used to sing it, "Dem bones, Dem bones, Dem MINDY bones."
The only nick name I ever had was "The baby".... because I was. And as far as my family is concerned, I still am "The baby." with all the right, privileges and responsibilities that go with being a baby. Now, really, how much credibility does a baby have? It took most of my life, well into my adulthood to feel like a grown-up. And still I’m not real sure about it. And just notice how distancing "The baby" is. It can only be indirect. No one ever addressed anyone as "The baby." You don’t say "Hey, The baby, come look at this!" No. When they talk about "The baby" it’s as if you are either deaf, dumb and blind, or you’re invisible! When Mother talked about me in the 3rd person she referred to me as "My baby." But it was always clear she was talking about me, without excluding me. And it was endearing. My mother always called me Sonja. I don’t recall Daddy ever addressing me directly. I’m sure he must have.
For a while my 6 girlfriends in high school called me Nickey (my maiden name was Nickle) but it didn’t last long. Sonja
They always just called me Clyda. I don't remember anything else.
Clyda
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