The Three Pearce Girls

Some petty portraits of the Pearce girls.

Nelle

Nan, my mom

Leah

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A Very Large Load of Hay

I have posted so many pictures of the Pearce family and very few of my husband's side. The only reason is that there are not nearly as many photos. I have mentioned before that my grandparents and their family took lots of pictures, and that pleases me so much. My parents didn't take hardly any of Jo, Bud and me. Suppose part of that was money was very tight when I was growing up. Actually there are quite a few of me when I was a baby and toddler since I was the first grandchild around - having two older cousins who lived in California where my grandparents did not have contact with them.

I digress - as usual. This picture is one from Ray's family and I am almost certain it is of his father. There are just a handful of Harry. I think I mentioned in an earlier post that he died in the VA hospital in Dwight, Illinois, when Ray was only 12 years old and his mother 32. So it was Clemie and Ray through all the years. I just thought this is such a neat old photo of a great big truck filled with hay. It needed to be here in my blog. (Click to enlarge)

Going Fishing?

All of the fellows in this photo are identified by someone right on the border of the picture. I love that about the Pearce family - this is something they did a lot. However, the pretty lady peeking out of the porch door is not named, but I think it may be my Aunt Nelle. Charlie, of course, is my father. Ken and Lambert are Nelle's little boy and her husband, and Harry is my uncle. What I think is so fun is the different hats they are wearing. Dad has his hat turned up at a jaunty angle, Ken appears to be in a bonnet, Lambert in the straw hat that was so popular way back when, and Uncle Ham in a kinda beat up old strawhat. Fun picture. (Click to enlarge)

My Grandparents' Siblings

Frank Carroll and his wife, Lucy, brother of my grandmother, Margaret Carroll Pearce.

Daniel Booth Pearce, my grandfather. As I look closely at these two pictures, I would swear they are wearing the same tie. The knots are so big!

His brother, Art

and brother, Irv. More pictures sent along from my brother. (Click to enlarge)

More Fun at the Sionilli

This picture is kind of a puzzlement to me - my grandfather in a rocking chair and is it by the outhouse? I am trying to figure out if the little building is the outhouse - the Sionilli would have had one, for sure. It looks rather small - but they don't have to be very big to serve their purpose. And, Dan, why are you in a rocking chair out in the back yard?

This one is labeled "The kids" - the second kid is my dear Aunt Leah and the little guy with the devilish grin is my Uncle Ed. He was a funny guy, really.

Guess Dan got tired rocking and decided it was naptime. Complete relaxation. I think all the Pearces had a great time at the Sionilli! (Click to enlarge)

PS (The weekend at Mackinac Island for my granddaughter's wedding was just wonderful. If you would like to see a couple of pictures, click on the lady at the sewing machine at the top of the right sidebar and it will take you over to Funoldhag.)

Sixty Years Ago Today

In Chillicothe, Illinois, on this date sixty years ago, Ray and I were married. That is a long, long time ago. My sister, Joanne, was my maid of honor, and Ray's best friend, Darrell, was his best man. That was our wedding party.

A tattered, rather yellow napkin saved for all these years.

We had just a handful of pictures. The young fellow we had hired to take them had a dead battery in his camera and had to go get one so the only pictures were about five that we posed for after the reception. I doctored up the bottom picture since it was very unclear and faded. It turned out pretty good - better than it was. This one was taken by an old gentleman who would come into the law office where I worked. His name was Louie Sibley and he lived in a old folks home in Peoria and for years had been coming into the office to see the attorneys and Catherine, the secretary that had been there forever. He was a funny little fellow - he would come in, stand there and talk for a while, then all of sudden it was "goodbye" and he was gone. I am grateful to Louie for this picture of the table and cake and the bride and groom. Louie had no family and when he died we closed the office and went to his funeral. It was sad - hardly anyone there. I was so glad we went.

Today the family is all heading for Mackinac Island where my oldest granddaughter will be married tomorrow. I so look forward to our all being together again and especially for such a happy occasion. I wish for them a long and happy marriage filled with love and the ability to get over all the bumps in the road on this joint journey through life. Smooth sailing, my dears!!

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A Bevy of Beauties

This is a cute picture that was in those that my brother sent me. Two of my aunts are showing off some pretty nice legs! Aunt Leah is on the left end and Aunt Nelle is on the right. The four gals in between are unknown to me. I imagine this was taken when my grandmother and Aunt Leah were visiting Nelle and family in California and that these were Nelle's friends. Look closely and you can see that Nelle is wearing stockings and they are hooked to garters! That is a new look, Nellie! They certainly appear to be having a fun time. You go, girls. (Click to enlarge)