tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28694758.post2285596410053457044..comments2023-12-03T12:27:19.311-05:00Comments on Patchalot More: Pilgrim's PrideMARCIEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01239774105939045673noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28694758.post-29277474163266509852012-09-21T15:50:48.126-04:002012-09-21T15:50:48.126-04:00Hi, Marcie. I'm new to your blog, and I loved ...Hi, Marcie. I'm new to your blog, and I loved reading about some of your family history. If they were only around to tell us more! I see Frances Grant on your blog. I'm a Grant. She even looks like my uncle- Howard Grant, who lives in central NY state (me, too). Your quilts are absolutely beautiful. The colors reach right out to me. Thank you for sharing all you do!<br />Kat Bennetthttp://cowlandstudio.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28694758.post-58208306874655275522012-09-08T18:35:40.794-04:002012-09-08T18:35:40.794-04:00I neded to write another comment and this is abou...I neded to write another comment and this is about America. I'm glad you love it like I do.I tear up every time I hear it. Some where there's a line-up of my Remembrance Service at least I hope there is--a service, not a lineup. Any way I gave a program to each Bishop and I wanted you to know America the Beautiful is to be sung at the Memorial. Me againJIMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629451687735807956noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28694758.post-69198859617039891622012-09-08T18:25:42.335-04:002012-09-08T18:25:42.335-04:00Really nice Marcie. Strange that we have the same ...Really nice Marcie. Strange that we have the same ancestors?? We must be related and I'm so glad you are my daughter. You bring joy to my heart and strength to my soul. Thanks for reminding all that was done in the name of friendship in those long ago years Wish it was the same now??<br /><br /> DADJIMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629451687735807956noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28694758.post-66532089989683589602012-09-08T08:31:01.406-04:002012-09-08T08:31:01.406-04:00I saw this kind of community interaction first-han...I saw this kind of community interaction first-hand as young child and then again in my teens. My sister had died in a tragic farm accident. The very next week during a lightening storm my brother was hit by lightening and so was our hay stack which started on fire. While attending to my brother neighbors came running and helped to move bales of hay to keep the hay stack from being a total loss. Later in my teens when my father was in a horrible car accident (hit by a drunk driver) our community came together and harvested his crops. He was in the hospital for nine months and they helped mom out with the work during this time. Finally when my brother died on a scouting trip our community and others came together to search the river for his body. During this time women brought in mountains of food and were there to support us emotionally. Also, once again, men came to move the sprinkler pipes on the farm and to help out. Yes, America is a wonderful place and a Mormon community is a great place to live (I'm a Mormon myself). Thanks for listening to me ramble!<br />Cindyonlymeherehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08880378084448908090noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28694758.post-28302361810981264592012-09-07T15:06:52.914-04:002012-09-07T15:06:52.914-04:00Thank you for a wonderful post, Marcie! And it is ...Thank you for a wonderful post, Marcie! And it is true in my family, too... paupers, pioneers; patriots all. Lindahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08450792092084530798noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28694758.post-71786375413614276882012-09-07T14:48:44.017-04:002012-09-07T14:48:44.017-04:00Great post!!Great post!!Tinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00463874952093819545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28694758.post-86535358075242229382012-09-07T13:35:31.220-04:002012-09-07T13:35:31.220-04:00I'm sure you are so right - but not many of th...I'm sure you are so right - but not many of the stories have survived for me to retell. Except a funny anecdote: One of my mom's uncles used to tell Mom when she was young that she had ancestors. Poor mom was just terrified of the affliction she carried and wondered why none of the adults were taking steps to find a cure for her *lol*Libbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17872055894285312153noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28694758.post-73414837664782582432012-09-07T13:31:58.593-04:002012-09-07T13:31:58.593-04:00Marcie, you are so very right! My maternal great ...Marcie, you are so very right! My maternal great grandfather was shipped from an orphanage in England to a work farm in Canada. My maternal grandmother was hired out at age 12 as a nanny, housekeeper and cook. My paternal grandmother lost her husband when he was 42 and raised 8 children on very, very little. My dad told many stories of poverty growing up. He never liked to see food wasted and always taught me to make do with what was available. So many valuable lessons were learned from these hardships. Thanks for sharing that wonderful picture and a bit of your family history. Gypsy Quilterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18192303145122990677noreply@blogger.com