Penrose Mornings: Blood Family Blog

Dad gave this letter to me when Ron and I lived on Tumwater hill.  I wish I could find the original - it's here in my papers somewh...

You must click on this letter to enlarge it.  I apologize for the dark parts - when I copied this about 20 years ago, my printer wasn'...

In light of Ann's misfortune I think there are questions that need to be asked. 1: Why would she venture out to the barnyard, alt...

We have had a rash of ailments lately.  Maybe a purple lilac is just the ticket after the latest tragedy on Downton Abbey.  We wish you a...

Remember when Ron and Elizabeth left the snow shoveling and spent the winters in Arizona?  This is such a good picture of our sister baski...

This is my all time favorite photo of Ann and Paul.  I think this is how they will look in the resurrection.....to perfection with their w...

  I just found these photos dated 1968.  Perhaps they are appropriate to post now while many family members have struggled with unusal a...

Little gems pop up from time to time in old correspondence.  I didn't think that I had anything from our great-aunt Rose, but this ...

The date for this letter is a little uncertain.  Please enlarge it so that you can read (deciper?) it.  Steve, it is amazing to me that yo...

   When Dorothy was at our home in Preston for a couple of days lsat weekend, we went through boxes of letters from all family members datin...

This is the second time today I've posted this - the first time was a real mess, and I finally figured out what to do about it. ...

These are the beautiful yellow roses that Judy chose for Blood family contribution to Jenny's funeral.  They were a ray of sunshine...

Ron hasn't seen the birthday wishes in the posting  below as yet, but thank you (for him).  He did have a celebration or two while we ...

Powell’s trash heading to Cowley : Powell’s trash heading to Cowley Written by Tessa Schweigert Beginning today, the city of Powell will t...

Congratulations to Ron on his 80th Birthday  I went on a hunt for a photo of Ron and realized I need to take a camera and go to Preston...

The last couple of days have been full of conversations with kids who are trying to survive in the mountains of snow, while others are fight...

In part I, I explained where Dixie is and set the stage for what is to follow. When I returned home at 4:00 p.m., with a pasty $1.49 junio...

For the uninitiated, Dixie is the term used to describe southwestern Utah.  The term came from the late 1800s when Brigham Young sent a colo...

As you can tell by the depth of the snow on the roof of the chicken coop and run, snow has been falling in our corner of the world.  I sus...

In a conversation with Dwight I happened to mention some letters I have that Grandma wrote to Mother and Dad.  The hints of loneliness ...

I was five years old in 1937 in the heart of the Great Depression.  I had few toys, but my one most treasured possession was a little red wa...

This is the piece of marquetry that reminds me of Silent Night.  Maybe this is the old version and the one that is on the home page of th...

I have temporarily borrowed Steve's wonderful photo of snowy New York and have tried to make it large enough to spread across the top bu...

Who remembers December 7, 1941?  Some of us were playing in the yard in Ralston when we were called in to listen to the radio when the attac...

I feel ambushed, schnozzled, one-upped, and demolished.  All by a younger, less-mature sibling who is defending her panini pan.  It has take...

Hmmm, for an extremely bright, well educated economist, I can see there is a need for enlightening a wondering/wandering mind.  I feel a li...

Several days have elapsed since Ann's birthday.  The euphoria of being treated like a queen and being showered with love, gifts, etc., i...

   I'm sure this picture has been posted before, but here it is again.  The interesting components of this picture are (a) baby ...

I have flown over it and driven around it, but after all these years of being back east this is the first time that I have ever bee...