Family Almost Remembered

These are the Family of my Parents as I remember them now.
Please be patient as it will take time to bring them all back.

My Mother was an only child. Her Parents were Cecil O. Bailey
and Oma A. Bailey. They lived in various towns around Iowa.
I will try to do a trace of where. I am not sure that even
my Dad will remember now. One of the things I regret not asking
back when I had the chance. The thing is, when I could have asked, I was wrapped up in the present, did not see far enough down the line. Now I find comfort in looking back.
I suppose that is what Age can give us. If we choose to receive this gift.

My Grandpa Bailey was a wonderful man. He kept to himself and was pretty quiet. He never spoke much, but when he did, He said things that were awsome. He had been
a Banker back in his younger days, working in two different Banks. Later on when my
Mother was a young child, he and my Grandma Oma bought a plot of land in a very small town called Seneca. It had been named after the Seneca Indians who used to roam near that area. On this plot of land was a nice home, several apartments in a one floor complex, and the Grocery Store/Gas Station/Repair shop. I spoke a bit about this in a previous writing.

There were several other houses in this very tiny town. As the years went by, more and more of the homes disappeared as folks moved away and the buildings tumbled
down and were then torn down or burned.

There had been a School there for many many years. This was a brick building much like some schools still use today. There used to be one just like it here in the town in which I live now. This school also went the way of those other buildings. For a long time afterwards, the playground equipment remained for those remaining children in the town to use for exercise and fun, and sometimes even torment. (more about this in another story).

I am getting away from where I wanted this story to lead. I am trying to recall what my Grandmother's History was before she married my Grandfather. I know that they both Graduated from the Same High School much earlier in life. They graduated a few years apart in the early part of the Century, around 1917 or so. I also do not know how soon after that they married. This is a perplexing thing to me, for any history of this that I could have gleamed is now lost for all of the Family who knew are long
dead. I would have to contact some of my Mother's cousins to get the information.
Perhaps I will do that someday soon. I have always wanted to look into it. I will put it on my List of things to do. I love looking into past information and can almost see the travels of the people back then when I do read such things. I did a bit of geneology searching about 2 years ago, and ran into some dead ends, so gave up for a while. I will soon get back to it. There has to be some sort of link to get me to that one generation that is skipped in the search.

My Grandmother Oma had one Sister, Orma. She had a brother Roscoe who died while still fairly young. Her other brother was Weber. He used to drive the School Bus
I rode on for a while until he retired and his Son Clarence took over. They both had driven for many years before they retired. Both are long gone now. So are my Grandma Oma and her Sister Orma and brother Weber. If there were other Siblings, I have no recollection of them at this time. Who knows what memories will come back to me. I find them flooding back more every time I write.

I used to get to go to my Mom's Cousin's houses to play when I was about ten years old. We had moved to Missouri, but returned when I was just starting to go through puberty. Not a good time for any young woman...trust me. So many rapid changes, the body cannot keep up, let alone the mind! (Again off track)

There was Marlin Wegener and his wife Gladys. They had a large family. I remember
Karen, Beth Ann, and David. The other's names won't come right now. Now that I remember, these children belonged to Marlin's Sister. Her last name was Feye and I used to babysit for their children. The only one who's name I can get back now is Debbie. She hurt her nose on a barbed wire fence one time when we were visiting.
It was getting dark and she couldn't see where the fence was. She fell into it and I can still remember her screams to this day. She was ok, just cut up and needed some stitches in her nose. Nowdays they would just super glue the cut sides together!

Weber's wife's name was Nettie. I always liked to go there because she always put up a lunch which they called a coffee. It came from the years on the Farm making food for the Threshers or the neighbors during Harvest time. I always did like fancy foods!

Clarence's wifes name is Helen and I saw her a few years ago at Mom's Funeral.
She has not changed one bit since when I knew her many years ago. They had several children, all much older than us. Gee whiz, I cannot even remember Grandma's maiden name right now. I hope these things will return as I continue to write on.

I remember Orma was married to a Farmer who was a mean son of a gun, to hear my Grandma tell it. One of those that thinks Women and children are little more than property. Hard working women who suffered abuses that no one should have to feel.

I liked the Coffees then. They used the good china and teacups. They put fancy napkins out and silverware that they spend much time cleaning. I helped do that one time and trust me, the newer silverware is MUCH nicer. I don't know where Mom's Silverware Box went. I know I didn't want it at the time because of the cleaning thing. Tarnished Silverware is not very attractive.

I felt like a Princess when we attended these parties. People got together for entertainment back then. They would play cards or converse and in later times,
watch TV.

I will do some thinking to try and come up with more names of the lost cousins.

Until that time, I need a snooze. Hugs all, enjoy!

Don't forget that HUG!!!

Katie