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Silly Memory That Still Makes Me Smile

Jillian here. I was working on an upcoming blog post for a friend for the month of October which is apparently Family History Month. My post for then is about my two great aunts. One of which I knew well and one who died before I was born. It reminded me of a funny event involving the one I knew and I thought I’d share it for my post here this month.

My family is from North Alabama. Even though I never lived there, we visited a lot.

My great aunt Lit was my paternal grandfather’s sister. She was married to a man named Charlie Sandlin and I loved, loved him- her, too, but her husband was my pal as a kid. My grandparents owned a house on the Tennessee River and Uncle Charlie and I would swim the mile and a half across it all the time- we’d try to touch bottom way out in the middle. Sometimes we could and lots of times, we couldn’t. The Wilson Dam was not too far away and the water levels rose and fell as the dam was used to let boats in and out of the lock.  It was always deep in the center, but sometimes, near shore, you could walk out a number of feet and pick up stray clams in the mud. All the kids grabbed them a lot and then we’d put them in steaming water to see them open. Charlie was a big ole kid and we had a special bond.

Uncle Charlie had a brother named Buddy and he was an inventor. It was a lot of fun to see him on occasion- usually running into him at a store or something like that. He didn’t come out to the lake house and I didn’t know him well and never met any of his kids or grandkids.

Years later, after Uncle Charlie died, I was in law school in Birmingham, Alabama and met a guy in one of my classes named Jimmy Sandlin. I couldn’t resist asking him if he was from Florence, Ala. He said he was and I told him I had a great aunt named Lit who married a man named Charlie Sandlin and he had a brother named Buddy. I asked if he knew them.

He said he was Buddy’s grandson but I was wrong about his Uncle Charlie because his uncle was married to a woman named Marie. It was just so weird, I couldn’t believe it. I said, “I promise you, her name is Lit and it has to be the same person- how could it not be?”

Shrugging, he said, “What can I tell you? Uncle Charlie’s wife was named Marie. I swear.”

I went home and called my dad to find out exactly what Uncle Charlie had been up to with two wives. My dad laughed and laughed and when he finally got hold of himself, he said, “Her name is Lydia Marie and the family have always called her Lit.”

Man! Did I feel silly, but you know what? In all my life, I’d never heard her called anything but Lit.

The next day, I told my new friend we did indeed share a great aunt and, from then on, we called ourselves cousins-in-law.

How about you? Any stories about mistaken identity?

Here’s a picture of the two great aunts I’ll be on my friend’s blog talking about in October. Lit is the one in the seat and Hoovey (another one with a nickname as her real name was Louise) is the one on the arm of the chair. Image-1 (2)

 

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Tis Fair Season – Hooray

It is definitely beginning to feel, smell, and even taste like fall.  And, there’s never a better place to get the feel of our fall senses than at a fair.   I enjoy it all, the fairway watching the rides, the food courts.  Oh yeah, especially those.   I remember when we were young and the fairway was the big thing.  Back then it was the rides that we went for.  Now we eat our way through the fair.

We’ve already been to the Thurston County fair.   It’s really small as fairs go but we never fail to run into old friends.

The big fair in our part of the world is the Puyallup.   Actually it starts today and runs through the 26th.  This year we’re planning to go twice, once with friends from Oregon and once with family.   These are days when you throw the diet and healthy eating out the window.  Or at least I do.

I’ll close with some fair tips.   But I’m far from an expert so chime in with some of your own.  Or maybe some fair experiences.

Tips:
•    Layer your clothes – especially in the Pacific NW
•    Wear comfortable shoes
•    Take cash – you’ll need it for the snackies though most vendors take cards
•    Take a backpack or something to carry loot home.   I love the commercial building.  There’s a vendor that sells this great vinegar and oil dressing.  Another that has hundreds of different breads and . . . well you get the idea.
•    Usually you can get tickets off site.  One place they’ve had them in the past is Safeway.  It will save a little money from purchasing them at the fair ticket booth.  And you won’t have to stand in line.

Thanks for stopping in.
Lavada