Grandma Addie With a Big Ol’ Smile

Addie May Hine Bucklin and Winnifred Talbott Welton in Elton, Louisiana, circa March 11, 1952. It was a birthday celebration for “Mrs. Weldon.”  (Photo has been edited.)

When I was thinking about what I would post today, I looked over the last few posts that I’ve written to see whose turn it is for the spotlight.  It was definitely my mom’s side of the family that was up for a turn.  And since the last one I did for my mom’s side was about the Keys family, I figured it was time for the Bucklin side.  And the Bucklin side includes my Grandpa Fred Bucklin’s mother Addie Hine Bucklin.

You all remember her, right?  She’s the one that I’ve made fun of on several occasions because she usually has a scowl on her face. (See here and here.)  It was lighthearted fun, of course.  Even though she looked very stern and a bit tough, I’ve only heard sweet stories about her.  Don’t judge a book by its cover.  So I like seeing this photo of my great grandmother having a good laugh with what looks like an old friend.

I actually worked on this photo this week for a completely different reason.  I was looking at Find a Grave and noticed there wasn’t a memorial (profile) for Selma Edessa Welton Havenar, who is the daughter of Winnifred.  We’re not related to the Havenar and Welton families, but we have some shared history.

I knew I had taken photos of her grave a few years ago and set up some memorials for other family members like her husband Guy Havenar.  Somehow I overlooked making one for Edessa Welton Havenar.  So I made one and started looking at the family a little more.  I noticed that she married Guy Havenar, whose mother was a Welton.  So I jumped into the rabbit hole of finding out how they were related.  Along the way I remembered these two photos and some of the writing on the back of them.  I figured out who they were talking about by looking at another tree on Ancestry.  I noticed the tree belonged to the great grandson of Winnifred.  So I decided to work on the photo and post it online for everyone to see.

Besides the shared history of both families living in Jefferson Davis Parish in southern Louisiana, there was a tradition of celebrating birthdays together with the two families. (See here, here, and here.)  Addie’s mother was Susan Stanbrough Hine and she was born on October 3, 1851.  We call her Grandma Sue.  The other person that shared Grandma Sue’s October 3 birth date was Winnifred’s sister-in-law Edessa Jane “Jennie” Welton Havenar.  In the old newspaper clippings that I’ve shared, they always just say something like, “Mrs. Hine and Mrs. Havenar are Celebrating Another Birthday.”  They started celebrating their birthdays with a joint celebration in 1906 and continued for at least 20 years.

Winnifred must have been fond of her sister-in-law, because it looks like her daughter was named after her.  And what makes it even more complicated is that both Edessa Jane “Jennie” Welton and Selma Edessa Welton both married a Havenar.  So to make it easier to tell who they were talking about, Edessa Jane was called Jennie and from what I figured out from the backs of these photos Selma Edessa was called Eddie.  But nothing stops the confusion when you see that Eddie married Jennie’s son Guy.  That’s right, she married her first cousin.  So her aunt became her mother-in-law.

Unedited photo of Addie May Hine Bucklin and Winnifred Agnes Talbott Welton at her daughter Selma Edessa “Eddie” Welton Havenar’s (married to Guy Havenar) home in Elton, Louisiana, on March 11, 1952. They were celebrating Winnifred’s 80th birthday.

It explains what was written on the backs of the photos.  Here’s a hint from me – never label someone on the back of the photo as “Mrs. Weldon.”  Use their full name.  Call her Winnifred Agnes Welton Havenar.  When I read “Eddie Havenar’s mother” when they talked about “Mrs. Weldon,” I tried to find a son named Edward for a Mrs. Weldon.  Seeing “Guy Havenar’s home” on the second one helped because I knew that Selma Edessa Welton was his wife.  So I figured Selma Edessa must be Eddie.  It also says that they were celebrating Mrs. Weldon’s birthday.  I was wondering why there were those nice pink carnations on the table.  Did I say pink?  Yes, I did.  It’s actually a color photo of Grandma Addie!  I don’t have many of those.

So the two families were celebrating a birthday again after almost fifty years of doing so.  The celebration was on June 16, 1952.  Or maybe the film was developed on that day.  Or maybe this reprint was made on that day.  This was long before our camera or phone automatically dates the photos we take.  I found that Winnifred’s birthday was on March 11 and that she lived in Minnesota.  I’m going to assume that she was down in Louisiana on her birthday, so these photos were taken on March 11, 1952, which was her 80th birthday!  It was definitely a day to celebrate with friends and flowers.

Thanksgiving 1959

When I think of Thanksgivings in the past, I think of the times I spent with my Bucklin cousins in Hathaway.  Of course, not many of them were Bucklins because my mom had three sisters (Sylvia, Alma, and Loris) and only one brother (Austin).  So they were gatherings of Bucklins, Landrys, Pilchers, Seals, and Woolleys. 

Thanksgiving 1959 with the Bucklin sisters.

I don’t have many photos of these gatherings.  I guess we were too busy having fun instead of taking photos.  So I found this old photo from 1959 and I have it dated as November 1959.  It shows a fresh crop of Bucklin cousins that were born that year.

From left to right we have my aunt Loris Bucklin Woolley with young Brent who was born in February.  He is being examined by older cousin Lynn Pilcher. (or is it Toni?)  In the middle is my mom Betty Lou Bucklin Landry with young Al who was born in July.  On the right is the oldest sister Sylvia Bucklin Pilcher with the newest member of the family Kevin, who was born in August. 

I was going to say that it wasn’t every year that there were that many new cousins.  But then I thought of the very following year when I was born in October.  Two months later Aunt Loris had Keith, and a month after that Aunt Alma had Rhonda. (Finally another girl!)   I just realized for the first time that there isn’t a photo of us three who were born even closer together!  What’s up with that?  Maybe it was because Brent was Loris’s first child?  That doesn’t seem like a good reason, because Rhonda was Alma’s first.  We were robbed!  We were deprived!

I was going to say that we needed restitution, but that would not be a good example of being thankful.  And that’s what today’s topic is supposed to be about.  Though I am missing some of my family who are no longer here, I am very thankful that I have had such a wonderful family to share Thanksgivings with through the years. 

Betty Lou Visits Arkansas in 1938

Christmastime in Fayetteville, Arkansas, in 1938.

I wonder if my mom would have remembered this event if she didn’t have the photos to remind her of it for the rest of her life?  It’s amazing what photos do to enhance your memories through the years.  I doubt that I’d remember what I looked like as a little kid if I didn’t have the photos to refer back to.  A picture tells a story – it’s like a thousand words or something.

You may think this photo looks familiar – or not.  Four years ago I posted another photo from the same day.  That photo only had my mom and the other little girl and the two dolls.  That post was about Girls and Their Dolls.  This one is not.  I’m not sure what it’s going to be about, but it’s not about girls and their dolls.  Or maybe it is.  That was the only thing my mom thought about when she talked about the photos from her visit to Fayetteville, Arkansas during the Christmas of 1938.

My mom is the little blonde girl on the left.  She is looking off to the side.  She never mentioned what she might have been looking at.  Like I said, she only talked about the dolls.  Her name was Betty Lou Bucklin and she was born May 20, 1933, in Hathaway, Louisiana.  She lived most of her life not far from there.  Her mother’s name was Myrtle Sylvia Phenice Bucklin.   Myrtle’s older sister Grace was married to a man named Ray Sowder.  Grace and Ray must have decided to take little Betty Lou with them to visit Ray’s family during the Christmastime of 1938, because the rest of the kids in the photo are Sowder relatives.

The two boys in the photo are the sons of Ray’s sister Alice and her husband Raymond Keith.  The little boy next to my mom is 2 1/2-year-old Donnie Keith.  He seems to be distracted by the same thing as my mom.  The other little boy is 4-year-old Paul Keith.  The other little girl is Kara Lee Sowder.  She was the daughter of Ray’s brother Hugh and his wife Bonnie.  But more importantly, she was “The Girl With the Two Dolls.”

And they weren’t just any old dolls.  They were store-bought dolls.  That was significant, because little Betty Lou didn’t have a store-bought doll.  So it was a really big deal to her that she got to play with a real doll and have her photo taken with it.  She cherished those photos for the rest of her life.

Come to think of it, she probably would have remembered that doll even if she didn’t have the photos to show it.  But since she did have those photos, now everyone reading this post can share that joyous experience she had in Arkansas back in 1938.

Louis Bucklin at 9

I’m being a bit bold with that title.  I’m not really sure how old Louis is in the main photo I’m talking about, but my guess was that he was nine.  So that makes the photo’s date as around 1882.  Louis Charles Bucklin was born April 11, 1873, in Masonville, Iowa, which is in the township of Coffin’s Grove in Delaware County.  His parents were James A. (possibly Austin) Bucklin and Mary Ann McGrath.  The Bucklin family was from Massachusetts and the McGrath family was from Ireland.

O weep not though cruel time, the chain of love has riven. To every link in yonder clime Reunion shall be given.

Rhoda Maria Gove Bucklin died in 1849. This grave was difficult to find since the name is given as Maria R. Bucklin.

James and Mary Ann were married in 1854 in Springfield, Massachusetts.  It was James’ second marriage and Mary Ann’s first.  James had married  Rhoda Maria Gove in 1843 probably in Ludlow, Massachusetts.  They had two children together, then Rhoda died in 1849.  At some time Mary Ann immigrated to the United States with her parents and siblings.  They settled in Palmer, Massachusetts.  Somehow she met widower James Bucklin and they got married.

James and Mary Ann settled in Palmer, Massachusetts, with James’ two children from his first marriage.  Eleven months later their daughter Jennie was born.  Almost six years later they had their first son together.  He was named Joseph C. Bucklin, but everyone knows him as Joe. 

The family then moved to Iowa before the birth of their next son Edd.  He was born March 8, 1864, in Sand Springs, Iowa, which is in Delaware County.  Their last child was Louis.  The spacing of the children seems a little odd.  There are gaps of 6 years, 3 years, and 9 years.  I haven’t found any mention of any children that died, but I wouldn’t be surprised. 

Louis Charles Bucklin circa 1882 probably in Iowa.

It was during the childhood of these family members that photography was getting to be affordable and available to families.  That must have been true for the Bucklin family because there are several old photos of this family.  The sad part of it is that many of the photos are unidentified.  One of the identified photos is this photo of Louis Bucklin.

Like I said at the beginning, he looks to be about nine years old.  In 1882 the family was still living in Coffin’s Grove, Iowa.  They did not move down to Louisiana until 1884.  I have tried to edit this photo in the past and have never liked any of the results, so I’m going ahead and posting it as is.  I like the photo.  He looks like a dignified little man in the photo.  His feelings about photos must have changed at a later date, because there aren’t any photos of him after he was married.

Edd Bucklin circa 1870

I’m going to share a few other photos as well.  The next one is another photo that was identified.  But this one is of Louis’s older brother Edd when he was a child.  He looks to be about six years old, so that would put the photo as being taken around 1870.  This is an enhanced version of the photo.  Of course, the photo of my great uncle looks great with edits.  The original photo is much better.

Unidentified boy from late 1800s. Probably a Bucklin child in Delaware County, Iowa.

This next photo is one that was not identified, but I’m starting to think that is was my great grandfather Louis.  I think it may be a little larger photo that looks like a post card.  It’s not like that small one of Edd that looks like a daguerreotype.  Also, this boy doesn’t have the same dour look that Edd has in the photo.  I think it looks like a younger version of Louis.  If it is Louis, it was taken around 1875 or so.  This is an enhanced version of the photo.  Sometimes my photo editing comes out good, but a lot depends on the quality of the original photo.

Tell me what you think.  Could it be Louis?

Mom’s Memories Page 6 AKA Flowers for Grandma

Page 6 of my mom’s memory book.

Here is another page from the little memory book that my mom kept when she started to become more forgetful.  She wanted to make sure some of her fond memories would continue.  I thought I would help them along.

My mom’s name was Betty Lou Bucklin Landry (1933-2017) and she grew up in Hathaway, Louisiana.  This is page 6 of her book.  She is in the middle of talking about her paternal grandmother Addie May Hine Bucklin (1876-1960).  She never knew her paternal grandfather Louis Bucklin (1873-1927).  He died before she was born.

She mentions Aunt Dora on this page.  That would be Dora Koll Bucklin (1911-1998).  She was married to Herbert Bucklin (1906-1995), the brother of Betty Lou’s dad Fred (1907-1984).  Herbert and Dora were the grandparents of our Joseph Connors.  Mama always had nice things to say about Aunt Dora and Uncle Herbert.  Why wouldn’t she?  She was a little girl who appreciated someone giving her jewelry and taking her to the Eunice circus!

On page 1 of her memory book she talked about going to Grandma Bucklin’s house for big covered dish dinners where all the family brought their favorite dishes.  She said the food was so good that they were sneaking food all afternoon.  I’m sure she was talking about the old Bucklin family home that had been built in 1888. From what I can tell, it was about a mile north of the house that my mom and her family lived in.  About halfway between those two houses is where Aunt Dora (she of the beautiful wavy hair) and Uncle Herbert lived.

Hathaway circa 1937 – Alma, Betty Lou, and Sylvia Bucklin

Another thing my mom talks about is making May baskets.  She wrote in the plural “we” like I do when talking about my childhood.  I’m sure she was talking about herself and her sisters.  Her brother was younger and probably didn’t participate in this event.  The sisters would make paper flowers and put them in a basket.  One basket was for Grandma Bucklin and one for Aunt Dora.

Then they would go to their door, knock, and run away to hide.  Of course they would be peeking to see the reaction they got.  I’m sure there was a lot of giggling involved as well.  And who wouldn’t be glad to see those three little cheerful girls (later there would be four) bringing them a present?

Like she says, it usually got them invited in for milk and cookies.  The simple pleasures of childhood.

The Swimming Pool Part 2

My maternal grandparents Fred Bucklin and Myrtle Phenice out on the beach with family in southern Louisiana circa 1929.

I’m excited about this photo.  It’s not an enhanced photo and it’s not a photo that I’ve shared before.  I’ve shared another photo from the same day before.  That was the original The Swimming Pool post from over four years ago.

I got this photo from my cousin Carla last year.  I’ve shared a few others that she shared with me and there are more to come in the future.  I was excited to get this one and a few others that were taken on the same day as the original photo I posted.  I wasn’t expecting that.  But it wasn’t until today when I was looking for something to post, that I realized that my grandmother (Myrtle Phenice Bucklin, mother of my mom Betty Lou Bucklin Landry) is in the photo. 

In the other photo it looked like the Bucklin brothers were fighting over a girl.  The girl was in the middle of that photo and she is in the middle of this one also.  She’s facing the camera.  I think she could be Grandma Myrtle’s older sister Grace.  Myrtle was in that original photo too, but she was off to the side looking a bit dejected.  But not in this one.

You can see her in front to the left.  She is facing away from the camera.  I recognized her because of her feminine shoulders and the straps of her swimsuit.  Even from this side view, you can recognize her strong high cheekbones.  Her hair matches the other photo as well.  Maybe she had it pinned up.  And even though you can’t see her face, it seems to me that she is having a better time. 

Did I hear someone say, “Hogwash!”  Well I’ll explain why I say that.  She is reclining on the beach between the cute Bucklin twins (Fred Bucklin was my grandfather and Clarence was the father of cousin Carla).  It looks like she may be sharing a secret behind a large hat with one of them, while the other one is behind her and reaching for her playfully.  I still can’t tell them apart in photos.  That happens when the photo is almost 100 years old and the two that I’m talking about were identical twins.

I’m still not exactly sure what is going on in this photo.  But now that I realize that my grandmother Myrtle is in it, I’m liking it much more.  It looks like they’re having a relaxing and fun time on the beach.

Crop of photo

Four Generations of the Hine Family

Addie May Hine Bucklin with some of her descendants in 1959.

This is an unusual title for this photo, considering that no one in the photo was going by the name Hine at the time it was taken.  I could have used the Bucklin name instead, but the matriarch (Addie May Hine Bucklin) in this photo was only married into the Bucklin family. 

I could just as easily have called it the Stanbrough Family since Addie’s mother was Susan G. Stanbrough Hine – you know her – Grandma Sue.  But then I could go ahead and use other names in Addie’s line like Cox, Vestal, Mills, Brown, Hester, or Miller.  Technically I’d be correct, since there are four generations of family members from those lines.  But all of those lines came together to bring us Addie Hine, so it’s her maiden name that I went with.

It’s kind of surprising that I’m using such a blurry photo for this week’s post.  I’ve been working with that new photo-enhancing feature that I mentioned three weeks ago.  It has some limitations, but I’ve gotten some really good results with some old photos.  It helped me to come up with an amazing photo – and I mean amazing – of my grandmother Bucklin (Myrtle Sylvia Phenice Bucklin).  If you happen to stop by my house, I would be willing to give you a preview.  But in the meantime, all I can say is, “Wait for it…”

The photo I’m sharing today was taken around the last quarter of 1959.  The youngest person in the photo is my brother Al and he was born on July 24, 1959.  He doesn’t look very old in this photo.  The oldest person in the photo is my great grandmother Addie and she died on November 25, 1960.  The next oldest person in the photo is her son Fred, who was my maternal grandfather – you know – Grandpa.  On the far left is his daughter Betty Lou, better known to me as Mama.  She’s got Al in her lap.  Next to them is little Karen Jean.  She’s kinda sitting on Grandpa’s lap.  On the other side of Grandpa and Addie is Jodie Lou.  She was the oldest of us kids and she was about six years old in this photo.  Next to her is my oldest brother Rob and our dad Robert Joseph “Bob” Landry, Jr.

So there they are – the four generations of the Hine family.  I sure wish she had lived just a little while longer so I could have had a photo of myself with a four generation span.  Oh, well.  At least I have this photo of my siblings with her.  Though recently I have seen a glimpse of another photo that possibly includes everyone in this photo. 

Photo of Addie Hine Bucklin and her family possibly on her birthday celebration on September 23, 1959.

I took these photos on my phone while watching an old video that my dad made at the birthday of Grandpa’s siblings Ruth and Roy in the late 1980s.  My dad included some shots of old photos and this one caught my eye.  I can make out Addie sitting down in front of everyone and my siblings and dad to the right of the photo.  Now that I look at them together, it looks like it could be from the same day.  This group photo showing everyone around Addie makes me think it could have been a birthday celebration for Addie.  Her birthday was September 23, so that would fit within the time frame I gave for the first photo I discussed. 

If anyone has the original photo, I would love love love to have a good copy or scan of it.  I guess it’s my turn to “wait for it…”

July 10, 2020 – I realized that I had another 4 generation family photo for the Hine family.  It has Addie in it, but it continues on a different line than mine.  It goes through her son Ralph, his daughter Helen Bucklin Taylor, and her son Ronnie.  It also includes Addie’s youngest brother Ollie.  It was taken at an earlier birthday for Addie in 1948.

Four generations of the Hine family in 1948.


My Grandfather was a Nurseryman

Fred D. Bucklin circa 1929 around Hathaway, Louisiana

Here is another great old photo of my grandfather Fred D. Bucklin.  I sometimes wonder whether a photo is actually a photo of him.  He had a twin brother, so it’s difficult to tell them apart.  I’m sure if you knew them well at the time you could tell them apart, but this photo was taken over 90 years ago.

But this photo of him was in my mom’s possession ever since I can remember, so I’m pretty sure it is my grandfather.  It was taken around 1929, which is around the time that he began his plant-selling profession.  He and his twin brother Clarence actually were working together at the time.  I’ve shown a picture of their price list previously, as has cousin Joseph.  They were from the early 1930s.

This newspaper ad from the February 13, 1929, edition of the Crowley Daily Signal shows that they had started at least by that point.  The Bucklin Bros. were advertising the sale of evergreens to the surrounding communities.  This seems to coordinate well with the photo of Grandpa in the truck.  If you look at the bed of the truck, you can see several balled and burlapped trees back there.

Like I said, it’s a great old photo.  I just wish I knew where the photo was taken.  The price lists that were printed back then show an address of Elton, Louisiana, but they didn’t live in Elton proper.  They lived in Hathaway.  It’s always a bit confusing to me.  They have so many names for that little area in Jefferson Davis Parish.  We always said that we went out to Hathaway to visit our grandparents, but I think they may actually have lived in China.  Or maybe it was Raymond!  We passed by the Hathaway High School and the Raymond Methodist Church on the way to their house.  If we went a little further down the road we’d be at the China Cemetery.

Whatever you want to call the place, I don’t recall seeing a body of water like you see in this main photo.   Maybe some of my cousins or some residents can help me out with this.  China?  Hathaway? Raymond?  Pine Island?

Tell me what you think.

Birds and Bucklins

My grandparents home in Hathaway, Louisiana, circa 1959.

I found this photo a few years ago in a group of old negatives that I got from my parents.  I don’t really remember ever seeing a print of the photo before that, so it was a nice discovery.  I’ve been planning on using it for a blog post and that time is now.

So I cleaned it up this evening and now I’m sharing it with you.  It’s a photo from around 1958-1960 at my maternal grandparents home in Hathaway, Louisiana.  My grandparents were Fred and Myrtle Phenice Bucklin.  Grandpa is not in the photo, but he left plenty of evidence of his presence.  All of those bird carvings on the wall are his handiwork.  He carved ducks for wall hangings like this and also for decoys for hunting.  I’ve posted some color photos previously that show them, but have never commented on them before.  But how could I not comment?  They are all over that wall!  I wish I had a few of them.  But pictures of them would suffice!  (That is my hint to share!)

Grandma is prominent in the photo.  That is her working on setting the table for a tasty meal that was sure to come, especially tasty if it was followed by her fabled divinity.  She was also a teacher, a singer, an artist, and an organist.  But surely you know those things already if you have been following my blog.  Say “Hi” to Myrtle!

In the front of the photo are my three oldest siblings.  From left to right are Karen, Rob, and Jodie.  They look really excited about the meal to come.  Or maybe it was something else.  In the background on the left, you can see Aunt Sylvia and her husband Ronald Pilcher standing in the doorway.  My mom was Betty Lou Bucklin Landry and Sylvia was her older sister.  They were the oldest two of five children. 

The youngest of the five was Uncle Austin, who can be seen in the center in the back with his head in the clouds.  Not really, it just looks like that because his head was surrounded by birds.  He must have liked that feeling, because later he joined the Air Force and he spent many years working with airplanes.

The last of the subjects in the photo are some of my cousins.  I’m pretty sure they’re the children of Sylvia and Ronald Pilcher.  I’m just not sure which ones they are!  There’s a little boy and a little girl.  It’s either Larry or Paul with Toni or Lynn.  There were lots of grandkids being born during this time.  I don’t see Al, or Kevin, or Brent.  And joining the group soon would be me, Rhonda, Keith, Jamie, and Glen.  Later on would be Charla, John, Dale, and Anita.  We don’t even need to mention Mary. 

There were lots of meals that came out of that kitchen during those holidays.  And there was lots of fun with cousins that followed.  This was just a glimpse into one of those times.

Bonus photo from the same day.  In the back on the left is Aunt Alma, one of my mom’s younger sisters.  Next is my Grandma Myrtle, and Aunt Sylvia.  In front is Rob, who is looking back to the ladies, and Larry, who is looking at the table.  Larry is the boy in the original photo.  Cousin Toni claims the little girl in the original photo is her.

The Word is Hydroxy…

Snapshot of Betty Lou Bucklin in the 1949-50 yearbook for the Hathaway High Hornets in southern Louisiana.

I’ve thought about writing a post about this topic for quite a while now, but I have to admit that it is a really weird topic.  But lately I keep hearing the word hydroxycholoroquine in relation to possible medical treatment for Covid-19.  Every time I hear the beginning of the word, it reminds me of one of my mom’s favorite words. 

I can’t remember the first time I heard the word.  I seem to think it was back when I was learning the word supercalifragilisticexpialidocious in 2nd grade or so.  I’m sure we must have been learning the song for school choir or something like that.  So my mom must have decided to tell me about her favorite word.  That favorite word was hydroxymercurobenzolphenonasulfate.

So I learned that word and have remembered it ever since then.  And now lately I’ve been thinking about it more often.  It’s not a word that comes up in conversation very often, if ever.  I assumed it was a word she might have heard in a science class or something.  I have tried to find out what it means or what its purpose is, and I’ve only been able to find one reference to it.  And it wasn’t online anywhere.

A note to Betty Lou from Flutina. Hathaway High School, Hathaway, Louisiana, 1949.

I found it in my mom’s old yearbook from 1949-50.  It was a message written to Barry Tone c/o Miss Betty Lou Bucklin.  (It’s a play on words.  My mom played the baritone in band.)  The message was from one Flutina the Flute.  I don’t know her identity, but her message says, “Dear Barry, They say life is hard.  Don’t let its problems get you down.  If they do, I advise the quick way out – Take some hydroxymercurobenzolphenonasulfate.” 

My only thought about it when I found it was that it was just a cute little phrase that mom and her friend joked about.  Kinda like “Wheatavitavegimin, it’s tasty!”  I didn’t think it was anything dark –  my mom taught me the word when I was a wee lad!  But when I showed it to Chuck to tell him what I was going to write about tonight, he thought it was a bit dark.  He’s right!  How did I never see that before.

Then when I looked it up online, the closest results came up with poisons and an icon with skull and crossbones.  Oh my!  I decided to write about it anyway.  Did I tell you that it was one of my mom’s favorite words?  I’m sure I did.  And I like it too!  And I know for sure my mom was not trying to encourage me to harm myself in any way.  It’s just a fun word to say.  Try it.  Hydroxymercurobenzolphenonasulfate!  See?  No harm in saying it.

Hathaway school band circa 1950

I’m still curious to know who Flutina the Flute is.  I have a photo from that yearbook and it shows a picture of the Hathaway school band.  My mom labeled a few people in the photo.  She is in the photo, as well as her sisters Alma and Loris.  She also labeled Gayle (Groth I presume).  And there on the back row is Flutina the Flute.  Of course, she is playing the flute, but I don’t know her real name. 

But I think I might know one of her favorite words!  You think?



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