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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
9 comments:
I don't have a bicycle. I have three. A mountain bike, a road bike and a kick around bike I just bought at a garage sale. Bicycling is my preferred form of exercise and exercise is my escape or even the emotional vent. Last week I only rode 14 road miles on Monday, many times prior I will leave my Salt Lake apartment and ride to the top of City Creek for a 24 mile loop. Pretty ride but not as good as the Pocatello mountain trails.
First bike I believe was Mariliyn's hand down with training wheels and good for a 4 or 5 year old. Second was Jerry's hand down on which I could barely reach the pedals, not using the seat. From there it was a Schwinn Sting Ray 10 speed, Schwinn Continental in high school and on from there. In high school several of us would ride from the home on Stringham out as far as the mouth of Little Cottonwood Canyon, or the Emigration to Parley's canyon loop.
My first bike was "Nellie" a hand me down from Philip Somebody. It was little and a "Boy style" but comfortable to ride. I think that was handed down to Evan-I don't remember training wheels but who knows? I had Barbara's hand-me-down next but by then, it was apparentI would not be able to ride a bike without a lot of knee pain. I kept trying bikes over the years but the physical pain was never worth it. I eventually got a Yamahopper mini motorcycle and LOVED IT but had to gie it up after my right arm was injured in acar accident.
A note to Evan--he didn't mention his UNICYCLE!!!!!!
Marilyn
I never had a bike until I was 11 years old. My brother, Ray, bought one for me, even though I didn't know how to ride. I decided I'd better learn before we moved from Missouri because I couldn't take it with me. I learned, barely. I didn't have another bike until Ve bought Schwinn 10 speeds for both of us and bikes for Jennifer and Jerilyn. We put baby seats on the backs of ours so we could have family bike rides. Only problem is I'm not the least bit athletic and I would fall over every time Eric would swing out to look at something interesting. Suzanne, who was only four years old, wouldn't ride if she had to ride behind me - it was too dangerous. After we moved to S. Jordan, down the hill from Coperton Park Ve would organized family bike rides with anyone who wanted to go. Most of the grandkids who were big enough would go. I drove the "Poop-out bus" and met them at the park with a picnic. Sonja
I remember my dad and my uncle Joe teaching me to ride a bike. I had a little purple bike with a unicorn on the seat and training wheels. I remember them taking the training wheels off, and the excitement when they let go and I rode without crashing!
My favorite bicycle rides were with my grandpa (Ve). He once picked me up from my house in Bennion when I was pretty little and rode with me in a child's seat all the way to his house in South Jordan. (I have no idea how far that is in miles). I loved the bike rides to Copperton Park and the picnic awaiting us. =)
Mindy
In answer to the email about unicycle, I got it for Christmas when I was 14. It essentially took 3 days to learn to ride it. An interesting side bit I like to share is that I went skiing on Christmas eve and could do a stem-christie or snow plow initiated turn. Learned the unicycle, went skiing and was able to do a turn without the snow plow. A quantum leap in skiing!
The added balance sense has been a life long benefit. (couldn't interest Blaise or Serge to learn - oh well - their problem)
I never did ride a bicycle. I rode a horse instead. I learned to ride when I was about 13, maybe earlier. My brothers just saddled the horse and told me what to do and I did it. I used to ride all along Bryce Canyon and around the canyons there.
Clyda
I don't have a bike right now. I think I got my first bike when I was 5 or 6. It was purple and had training wheels. I remember realizing that I had finally learned to ride it when I rode Chris or Alicia's bike without training wheels one day. Of course, my training wheels came off immediately and I rode constantly after that.
Daphne
My first bicycle was Daphne's purple bike. I learned to ride on that bike with the help of my best friend at the time Holly. I remember her giving me push after push until I finally got the coordination down. After that bike was stolen from the front yard I got a white ten-speed that I loved! I could ride it without holding the handle bars and loved to ride up and down the street seeing how far I could go without touching the handle bars. I don't have a bike currently and have been horrible about giving my kids opportunities to ride theirs.
I had a wonderful banana seat bike that I quickly learned was nice and lightweight: perfect for jumping over big bmx-style jumps. My most memorable bike experience was a fall that resulted in stitches and an awesome scar on my right knee.
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