Let's Go On A Journey

 I'm time-traveling through another box of treasures! This time it's a fun journey.

In the summer of 1959 I was 5, and my brother was almost 3. The two of us and my Mother boarded a bus and headed for California. It was 3 days and 3 nights on that thing, with the exception of the bus breaking down in the desert, which I believe was in New Mexico, as there was a bunch of post cards my mother had bought there, and it is the only place she bought anything on the journey there and back.

We were going visiting to my mom's oldest sister, Louise Jaynes Pearson.They lived in San Bernardino. But, I believe we visited my grandaunt, Gladys Alexander Taylor in Los Angeles as well.  We went to Disneyland and the ocean and the cousins were nowhere to be seen, so I am pretty sure we were in LA at that time.

We went to Disneyland!!!! It had opened in 1955.

 The above book had an insert.

 

She even kept the ticket stub. This is the front.

 This is the back. Look at that price. Can you even park for that now?!

 

 

 

I learned many things during my visit. Playing with my cousins in their yard I learned not to go barefoot as walking in the grass was painful, hot, dry, sharp grass crunching loudly. There were ants that bite and it hurt! I was born a water-baby so we visited the ocean. The water, even to a child was dirty and as warm as bath water. The sand was too hot to walk on barefooted. I didn't like anything California but Disneyland and I missed my Dad terribly.  

For Your Information: There is a commercial that says, because of her use of excessive exclamation points, they had changed something. First time I heard it I told my daughter that was me. Not speaking face to face, it's hard to show excitement. So if I use excessive exclamation points you will know I am excited!!!

 

Treasure From 1913

 

I found it! The one photo I had not been able to scan in all these years. It had been on my mothers wall for so long. I kept telling her that I needed to scan it, and she would reply that she'd take it down one of these days for me to scan. That day never came. In the many boxes that wore packed up after the death of my step-father, I had no idea which one it was in. My sister brought me another box to go through yesterday. When I opened the box, there it was on top. I cried. And then I released it from its prison and immediately squashed it in the scanner! Oh, I did dust it first. It was really dusty.  

 

 

 This photo was taken in 1913. I believe it was taken at the door of the train station. Everyone traveled by train at the time. In first grade my class went on a field trip riding the train. Anyway, starting on the left is Merrill Harris Alexander, age 4, the middle girl is Gladys Faye Alexander, age 6, and the tall girl is my grandmother, Della Mae Alexander, age 9. I just want to hug Grandma, her little face is so serious. The blond bookends were pure Alexander, Gladys is all Martin. They were a dark headed bunch, and it all went to Gladys. Grandma Mom, Olive Martin Alexander, was a very exacting woman. The girls show it. I do believe she finally met her match in Merrill. He was her first boy. His knickerbockers were crooked, and his little traveling coat, well, I bet it was a fight to get his picture taken with his coat belt that way, his way probably. The belt was supposed to fit below his waist but not quite so low or bunchy. His smile might be triumph. Little rebel! The girls, of course, are perfect.

 

This photo is not only special because my grandma is in it, but also because this is the first photo I have of Gladys as a child. I only have one of her and it is a really bad photo of her as an adult. She married and moved to California long before I was born. I never met Merrill either as he died at age 22 of appendicitis. 

 

Just me rambling on about one of my treasures. 

 

 

 

Lost Is Found

 Going through some of my mother's things I found a couple of CDs I had left there many years ago. I had shown her some things in the family tree, and I left the things behind as I had it all on my computer at home.  One thing was a copy of my photo album on my computer in 2003.  The other thing was my copy of FamilyTree Maker 9. It was owned by Broderbund when I bought it, and it was the last copy I bought. I loved the program but I didn't love Ancestry (they bought FTM).  

She didn't have a computer long. She said she didn't like it, but I think she was intimidated and a little afraid of it! She was not really interested in Family History. She would tell me the stories though.

Now I have Family Historian and I am quite pleased with it. It does have a learning curve, but I am ok with that. Everything is where I would want it to be, and I'm very comfortable with it. I am still learning things about the program, but still pleased. My old brain needs a workout anyway! I recently found a program by Nick Walker called Ancestral Sources that makes source entry easier in Family Historian. It is a free program. There are videos for both programs on YouTube and the Family Historian site and I use them often.

Family Historian. Ancestral Sources by Nick Walker.