Tuesday, June 10, 2008
GOOD READ
Jeff---and anyone else interested: There is a book called Son of Frog Pond by Clyde Willis Cutrer, Sr. about early Kentwood. Evidently, some sections of Kentwood were called Frog Pond in early times. In the book he talks about people I remember growing up, Mrs. Gertrude Mixon, Dr. Travis, The Breedens, etc. He lived in the house sort of across from where Bettye grew up, but on the corner. There is a picture and you'll recognize it. It really is a good read. He has a sequel, Frog Pond. Not as interesting. I just thought you might like to know.
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Thanks Bonnie, I just ordered it from Amazon.com.
I remember Dr. Travis also. As I recall he was William Barret Travis the 2nd or 3rd which was the decendent of Col. William Barret Travis in the battle of the Alamo.
I'm not sure, but God knows, my mother could tell you. Every Sunday I take her to the cemetary and I used to get real aggravated about the old stories. Now I realize that she has a wealth of stories about Kentwood. She was born in 1925. I am going to visit with Mrs. Irene Morris one day next week I want to get some information about Dairy Day and the origin of. There's a children's book in me somewhere. When my dad had his first heart attack, I bought him a tape recorder and tapes (15 years ago) and told him to just start talking. I learned so many things about him, my family, WWII--that I did not know. Dad was a hospital corpes (sp) man with the Navy. His unit was attached to a Marine division. By just a twist of fate, he stayed on the Mercy, in San Francisco Bay and was to join up with his unit in a week or so. This was the unit that went ashore with the Marines at Iwo Jima. most of them were killed. I found that so interesting. That generation has so much to tell us. Since I work with young people, I can tell you---it's just not there anymore. There is no pride or love of country. I get so aggravated when we are saying the pledge in the morning and they are bending over doing homework, et. Our parents really were the Greatest Generation. B.
Bonnie, You were so smart to give your father the recorder and right about them being a great generation. My dad was a B29 pilot in WWII but I regret never talking to him about it. I still remember looking at his old flight training manuals as a toothless 6 year old but I now wish I had talk to him about flying and many other things and I still have today his old B29 flight manual.
Bonnie, thank you for all the information about Kentwood. I am planning to get the tapes and the books. I do love history, even though Jeff kept me distracted during class. I really got into genealogy for a while. I found so much interesting information.
Daddy was a paratrooper in the 101st Airborne. He never talked about the war. My granddaughter was doing a school project and found someone on the internet who was in Daddy's division . We corresponded for a while and he sent us some pictures of Daddy. I agree, they were the greatest generation!
(It's funny, Ron was also a paratrooper.)
Renee & Jeff, Isn't it amazing that right there in Kentwood with just the three of us---look at the history. Mom said that the first Christmas after the US entered the war,,,at a christmas service in Kentwood...there was just old old men and young boys and women. She said it was so sad and eerie. I'm so thankful about my dad's tapes. Don't you wish...knowing what we know now and appreciating what we appreciate now...we could do it all over again. There's a country song about I'm so much smarter now than back when I knew it all. Oh well...LOL
Bonnie and Jeff,
Just had a thought. It is up to us to see that our children and grandchildren get the stories and information that they are too busy to have interest in today. I guess it is up to us to make sure that we leave them with snapshots of our lives and those of their grandparents and great grandparents. . Why not write down or record our experiences now?
Buecause soon we will be the only source of first hand information on the past.
Bonnie, you are so fortunate to have the tapes from your Dad. My Dad was gone before I realized how many things I would have loved to talk to him about. Now I listen to every word my Mother has to say.
This blog has been great because it brings up memories and issues I had not thought about in years.
You are sooooo right, Renee. :-)
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