Through Four Year Old Eyes

These are the earliest two memories I have. These are mine, I don’t remember them from a picture because there were no pictures of these events.I don’t know which one happened first. I was 4 years old. We lived at Morro Bay in a trailer park, my dad worked on the steam plant as an iron worker. At least three uncles worked there also, Uncle Billy Ripley, Uncle Cecil Ripley, and Uncle Richard Topper (we all lived at the same trailer park).
I started kindergarten in Morro Bay. My mom and I went to the school to meet the teacher and see my new classroom. The teacher showed me around the room pointing out all the toys. She told me I could play with ‘the’ doll. The doll was a walking doll and about 3 ft high. I was excited! But I never got to play with the doll.  Someone always got to her first. Looking back I realize I was a very timid and careful child,  but I always have felt that the teacher lied to me.

Next memory: All the uncles, my dad, and their friends went deep sea fishing. When they got back they had gunney sacks full of fish. One friend, named Shorty asked me if I wanted some M & M’s. I said yes. He opened his hand and it was full of fish eyes.

Wonder why I have trouble trusting sometimes?

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Relatives in Burying Ground

October 21, 2009 written October 23, 2009

This won’t have pictures, it takes too long to upload and insert them one by one, since I’m having to buy internet time and speedy it is not.

It was nice not to have to hurry. Elmer and I went up to breakfast about 11:00 at the Grill, a mini breakfast bar with scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, fruit, pastries, hash, toast, coffee, juice, at the rear of the ship. It was sunny. After we ate Elmer went back to the room, while I sat and knit for a while. One waiter said he’d watch my progress.

We arrived at Boston 12:30pm. We didn’t have a tour planned. I wish we had, because we didn’t

know where we were going and the map we had was tiny and not too clear. Elmer again stayed on the boat and the Ladies went walking. Years ago when the buildings in Boston were built there was land around them, now there are tall buildings and sidewalks and busy roads. We did find an used bookstore that Emily said was how bookstores should be. And we found a cemetery on Tremont Street, King’s Chapel Burying Ground. The stones had skulls and skeletons and father time engraved on them. There was a plaque tell what the symbols meant. When we started reading this plaque, Mom said Joseph Tapping that is the name of our forefather, Tapping was changed to Topper. (For those who don’t know Topper was my maiden name.) I’ll include part of the plaque information:

“One of the first and most famous gravestones, visible upon entering the burying ground, is that of Joseph Tapping, (d.1678). The marker is famed as a work of art conceived by the unknown carver known as ‘the Charlestown Stonecutter. The stone is one of the most elaborate in the burying ground with beautifully carved symbolic images: the skull with wings represents the soul leaving the body, the hourglass represents time running out, the skeleton snuffing out the candle is Death ending life, and the bearded figure is Time attempting to stop Death. The stone’s Latin inscriptions refer to the quick passage of time and awareness of death’s inevitiablity. Little is known of Tapping, a Boston shopkeeper who died at the age of 23, leaving his young wife Marianna, a widow.

Next is the grave of his father John Tapping (ca.1628-1678), a felt maker, and the double tombstone of his mother, Mary (Woodmancy) Tapping Avery (ca.1629-1709) and her second husband William Avery (ca.1622-1686). His mother is said to be the first female bookseller in Boston.”

This was the highlight of Boston for me.

At the ship, we all went our separate ways, Mary and Em pairing off. Elmer and I had a late dinner and crashed. Mom did the same. Mary and Em watched different performers, while playing cards and knitting.

That is the end of October 21, 2009.  Good Night…Sleep Well…Love you

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My Daughters

My Beautiful Daughters

My beautiful daughters, taken August 1, 2009 at Bass Lake, CA,

Topper’s Picnic

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End of the Month

Most months’ end I look back and say what have I accomplished this month; besides the normal dishes, laundry, shopping, meals, cleaning. Many times I am disappointed because I can’t remember much of anything.
This Month was different. With Topper’s get-together coming up, I really wanted to finish 3 quilts. So far, two are completely done and it is not even July 31.
I have also made five quilt tops, that have been on my not-written-down to-do list. AND I cleaned out the hall linen cupboard. Now how about that? I think I a deserve at least a “Way to go”.

PS 7/2 I remembered I made matching pillowcases for three of the quilts.

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