Jean Ann Richards
Canyonville, Oregon 1925
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Cora Ann Butlers Photo Album 1924
Jean Ann Richards 1924 in Salem, Oregon
at Grandma Margaret Richards Home.
Eleanor Jeanette Richards born 1 June 1924 in June.
This picture was taken in September
Eleanor Jeanette Richards, 1924, in her buggy. Gray with blue fabric lining.
Maysel Ellen Sanderson Richards withdaughter Eleanor Jeanette August 1924.
Cora Ann Butler Sanderson withGranddaughter Eleanor Jeanette Richards August 1924.
1923 Photo Album of Cora Ann Butler Sanderson
Jean Ann Richards with Collie Dog BobLakeview, Oregon May, 1923
Jean Ann Richards 8 months old
Double Exposure of Jean Ann Richards taking a bath. A prized photo of my Grandparents!
Cora Ann Butler Sanderson with Jean Ann and her son Lawrence.I'm guessing that Lawrence drove his mother Cora (Great Grandmother Sanderson)
to Lakeview to see Maysel and Dick and the new baby!
Jean Ann Richards 8 months old
(writing by her mother - Maysel Ellen Sanderson Richards)
Cora Ann Butler Sanderson with Jean Ann Richards
Gayle Sanderson, daughter of Lawrence,granddaughter of Cora and cousin of Jean Ann.
Gayle was born in November of 1920
I'm thinking this is a picture of Dick and Sandy (Maysel)
and their daughter Jean Ann. The car is a Hut mobile owned by Cora.
Hot Cross Buns
Me on Christmas Morning 1968 in West Allis, Wisconsin
Shortly after this picture was taken Tom and I moved to Shorewood, Wisconsin. We found a "flat" close to the University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee and not far from Lake Michigan. Tom had been laid off from Allis Chalmers where he worked as a Chemical Technician just before Christmas and decided to go back to school to earn a degree in Theater. I was working in the recreation department of a nursing home.
My sister Ruth had moved out from Idaho and was living with us . She had a job working as a secretary at a t.v. station and also did some modeling.
It was Easter and I was in the baking, plus Good Neighbor, mode. I made, for the first time ever, Hot Cross Buns. Wonderful yeast rolls with a cross of frosting on the top.
I took a pan down to our neighbors and knocked on the door. No one came to the door so I left them outside the door on the porch. The buns stayed and stayed there. No one took them in.
It was later I found that our neighbors were Jewish and that hot cross buns were NOT something they wished to have.
A learning experience.
So - enough Easter Stories for one day I am thinking - I need to go walk my dog! Karen
My sister Ruth had moved out from Idaho and was living with us . She had a job working as a secretary at a t.v. station and also did some modeling.
It was Easter and I was in the baking, plus Good Neighbor, mode. I made, for the first time ever, Hot Cross Buns. Wonderful yeast rolls with a cross of frosting on the top.
I took a pan down to our neighbors and knocked on the door. No one came to the door so I left them outside the door on the porch. The buns stayed and stayed there. No one took them in.
It was later I found that our neighbors were Jewish and that hot cross buns were NOT something they wished to have.
A learning experience.
So - enough Easter Stories for one day I am thinking - I need to go walk my dog! Karen
"Dude" ate the eggs
Picture Jean Ann Richards Griggs and Eleanor Jeanette Richards Bateman1926 in Canyonville, Oregon.
(In this true story I call the mom and dad Grandpa Dick and Grandma Maysel because they are my grandparents - but during this time they were not grandparents yet but parents of two little girls - my mom Jean Ann and her sister Eleanor.)
By 1929 my mom, Jean Ann Richards, and her family had moved to Bozeman, MT where my Grandpa Dick worked for Montana State University's Agriculture Dept. I am not sure of all that he did. I do know that he traveled the state a great deal on the train, starting and supporting 4-H clubs and working with the Extension Service. It was during this time that the famous "Dude" incident occurred. I heard the "Dude" incident every Easter I was with my Grandma Maysel.
On a business trip in Montana once Grandpa Dick took his car and also his family. They had gone for dinner and were walking back to the hotel when they passed a pet store. In the window was a little Boston Bull Dog. Anyone who has been with children can well imagine the scenario.
No matter what, Grandma and Grandpa were positive they could not afford the dog. Back to the hotel. But, as they thought about it, there was the money they were saving for a new suit for Grandpa Dick - one that he needed for work. He could probably go a little longer without a new suit.
Next day the girls were owners of a new little Boston Bull Dog that someone in the family named Dude!
Now - jump forward a year or so to Easter Sunday Morning. The eggs had been colored by the Eleanor and Jean Ann the day before. Grandma Maysel was up early and outside. She hid the eggs all over the back yard. She did NOT notice that Dude was outside also.
When the girls got up they ran out to find their Easter Eggs. Tears came as they couldn't find a single one. Not one egg.
When Grandma looked - she found Dude - nearly passed out - totally rounded tummy! Dude had followed her and eaten all of the eggs as she hid them.
The End!
On a business trip in Montana once Grandpa Dick took his car and also his family. They had gone for dinner and were walking back to the hotel when they passed a pet store. In the window was a little Boston Bull Dog. Anyone who has been with children can well imagine the scenario.
No matter what, Grandma and Grandpa were positive they could not afford the dog. Back to the hotel. But, as they thought about it, there was the money they were saving for a new suit for Grandpa Dick - one that he needed for work. He could probably go a little longer without a new suit.
Next day the girls were owners of a new little Boston Bull Dog that someone in the family named Dude!
Now - jump forward a year or so to Easter Sunday Morning. The eggs had been colored by the Eleanor and Jean Ann the day before. Grandma Maysel was up early and outside. She hid the eggs all over the back yard. She did NOT notice that Dude was outside also.
When the girls got up they ran out to find their Easter Eggs. Tears came as they couldn't find a single one. Not one egg.
When Grandma looked - she found Dude - nearly passed out - totally rounded tummy! Dude had followed her and eaten all of the eggs as she hid them.
The End!
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Easter Lamb Cake
It was the 2002 Easter Sunday. During those years I traditionally made an Easter Lamb Cake - pound cake in a lamb mold. Frosted and the decorated with a licorice jelly bean eye and a pink jelly bean nose.
We had guests for dinner. They brought an amazing cheese cake. My Easter Lamb, uneaten, was covered and put into the refrigerator.
The next morning my oldest daughter called and I settled in to have a wonderful visit - to hear about all that she and her family were doing and what they had done for Easter.
As we talked I kept thinking about that lamb cake and thought that maybe I should just have a bite of the tail. YUM!! And cream cheese frosting!! YUM YUM!!
As we talked I slowly ate my way (a piece at a time of course) up the cake.
By the time we concluded our conversation only the head was left.
It was then that I remembered the words of my Weight Watcher Leader - she said - Eat with Dignity!
And so - I put the head on a plate - poured a big glass of milk - sat down at the table and finished off the Lamb Cake.
Karen
We had guests for dinner. They brought an amazing cheese cake. My Easter Lamb, uneaten, was covered and put into the refrigerator.
The next morning my oldest daughter called and I settled in to have a wonderful visit - to hear about all that she and her family were doing and what they had done for Easter.
As we talked I kept thinking about that lamb cake and thought that maybe I should just have a bite of the tail. YUM!! And cream cheese frosting!! YUM YUM!!
As we talked I slowly ate my way (a piece at a time of course) up the cake.
By the time we concluded our conversation only the head was left.
It was then that I remembered the words of my Weight Watcher Leader - she said - Eat with Dignity!
And so - I put the head on a plate - poured a big glass of milk - sat down at the table and finished off the Lamb Cake.
Karen
Easter Sunday
Warren, Oregon 1953 my sisters and I with our Grandma Maysel at the Joe Fisher Hereford Ranch. Our Grandfather was the manager. Grandma's Iris collection. These dresses look like dresses Grandma Maysel probably bought for us. They don't look homemade!
1953 my sisters and I (I'm the tall one in the middle) at our Grandma Ruth and Grandpa Rex's ranch on Geckler Lane in LaGrande, Oregon. Same dresses as above!
1954 Salem, Oregon My sisters and I and new chicks!
The new chicks under the heat lamp. They lived awhile in our kitchen.It is April 3, 2010. Tomorrow is Easter Sunday - the celebration of the possibility of eternal life for each of us because of the Saviors sacrifice and for the fact that He was able to rise from the tomb. I am so thankful for that!!
In my growing up - and in my life as an adult - that has always been central to the holiday for me!
But, I am thankful also, for the traditions - the dressing up, the baby chicks and eggs and bunnies - all the signs of spring - of beginning! Celebrations of life!!
One of my clearest memories of Easter was a rainy Easter morning in Central Point - it would have been in about 1956. We were up early to go to an Easter Sunrise Service. We were members of a Pentecostal type of Church.
As we were getting ready to go the television was on and the music was by a wonderful choir called The Mormon Tabernacle Choir.
It is interesting to me that I have that clear memory as now I am a member of the LDS Church and I start every Sunday morning listening to that choir!
I bought whisks yesterday. I read in the April Issue of Family Fun Magazine that one can put an egg in a whisk and it is a really easy way to dip the eggs in the dye.
I bought vinegar and Easter Egg dye and someone will get to dye eggs with me today! Even at 63 I love coloring on them with crayon and dipping them in the dye! Mine usually are covered with daisies.
I think of those days so long ago - taking my Saturday night bath - sitting on the floor by the couch with mama covering my head in pin curls - tying a scarf around them and then sleeping all night on those hard lumps!
I think of years later when I was a young Mom - getting Easter clothes ready for each of my 5 children - usually home made! I loved making their clothes! I remember the year of Cabbage Patch dolls. I made my daughters dresses for themselves and their dolls to match!
I remember making arrangements with the Easter Bunny so that he would arrive at our home on Saturday morning instead of Sunday. Then we would have ALL DAY to get that sugar out of our systems so that we could sit still at Church. I always loved it when he left licorice jelly beans!
And so - as I have this remembering time - I am SO thankful that most of all that I do remember that I am a Child of God and that because of Easter and our Savior Jesus Christ I can look forward to living with Him and with my family forever! Happy Easter - Karen
In my growing up - and in my life as an adult - that has always been central to the holiday for me!
But, I am thankful also, for the traditions - the dressing up, the baby chicks and eggs and bunnies - all the signs of spring - of beginning! Celebrations of life!!
One of my clearest memories of Easter was a rainy Easter morning in Central Point - it would have been in about 1956. We were up early to go to an Easter Sunrise Service. We were members of a Pentecostal type of Church.
As we were getting ready to go the television was on and the music was by a wonderful choir called The Mormon Tabernacle Choir.
It is interesting to me that I have that clear memory as now I am a member of the LDS Church and I start every Sunday morning listening to that choir!
I bought whisks yesterday. I read in the April Issue of Family Fun Magazine that one can put an egg in a whisk and it is a really easy way to dip the eggs in the dye.
I bought vinegar and Easter Egg dye and someone will get to dye eggs with me today! Even at 63 I love coloring on them with crayon and dipping them in the dye! Mine usually are covered with daisies.
I think of those days so long ago - taking my Saturday night bath - sitting on the floor by the couch with mama covering my head in pin curls - tying a scarf around them and then sleeping all night on those hard lumps!
I think of years later when I was a young Mom - getting Easter clothes ready for each of my 5 children - usually home made! I loved making their clothes! I remember the year of Cabbage Patch dolls. I made my daughters dresses for themselves and their dolls to match!
I remember making arrangements with the Easter Bunny so that he would arrive at our home on Saturday morning instead of Sunday. Then we would have ALL DAY to get that sugar out of our systems so that we could sit still at Church. I always loved it when he left licorice jelly beans!
And so - as I have this remembering time - I am SO thankful that most of all that I do remember that I am a Child of God and that because of Easter and our Savior Jesus Christ I can look forward to living with Him and with my family forever! Happy Easter - Karen
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