I met a distant relative tonight. I have been working with a friend of mine that we accidentally found out that we are related. Her Grandma Harding and my Grandpa Harding are brother and sister. Pretty small world! I met my friends' mother tonight. She would be my Grandpa's niece.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Carol Pettit Harding
My Aunt Carol Harding is painting murals in the Draper LDS Temple and the South Jordan LDS Temples that are being built right now. Her and 6 or 7 other artists are doing this. I think it is great!
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Grandpa Shirl
Nikki's Tribute
I originally wrote this on my Grandpa Shirl's birthday this year, May 23rd, in my other blog. But now that we have this one about genealogy and memories and all that, I decided I would repost it here.
So, here are some of my favorite things about my Grandpa Shirley Glen Harding.
1. He LOVED flowers: he always had flower ideas, and wanted to plant new things. Even if he did pronounce perennials, "pre-annuals" which I never understood. Before yearly? But he was my Grandpa Shirl, and he was good at flowers. When I was younger, whenever we would have weeds in our flowers he would say "When ya gonna pull these weeds, youngin'?" (yep.. he said "youngin" .. I love it, I still think of him every time I hear anyone say that). He'd always "bite" me with snap dragons too. I like snap dragons, and I think I got my obsession with flowers from him.
2. He also had Enormous Gardens. With fruits and vegetables, and somehow it grew bigger and bigger and BIGGER every year. We would eat strawberries, radishes, carrots, and the best tomatoes. The tomatoes were for yummy fresh salsa, of course.
3. He always had a story.. especially when he was getting older. Sometimes we got frustrated, because he would end up telling us the same story over and over and over again, but I'd be okay with hearing one of those stories now. Maybe the one about how he was the only 8th grader in his tiny class in Tremonton (that only went up to the 8th grade..). Or how he had to walk up hill both ways, in the snow, and only the oldest got the shoes, and he wasn't the oldest. I really believed that one for a long time. Silly Man..
4. He had the best handwriting. He was very, very much proud of his "penmanship" and would tell you if he thought yours wasn't good enough. I still remember when he told me I wrote the number 8 wrong.
5. He always made me feel smart. He was so into learning, and helping me to learn. He had me rattling off multiplication tables when I was 7. I could never remember 8 x 7, so every time he saw me he'd just say "Okay, 8 x 7?!" and make me answer. Let's just say I know the answer to that one is 56 much faster than any other now. Once when I was little, he had me tell him how to make a Peanut Butter & Jelly Sandwich, and me, being the gullible one thought he really didn't know how to make one. So when I knew step-by-step how to tell him to make one, it made me feel so smart, and like I had helped him make his lunch. Me, a 5 year old "youngin".. always making me feel smart.
6. He had a girly name.. Shirley, but that never got him down.
7. When he was sick once, he came and stayed with us at my parents house. I was in High School, I think about 16 years old, and I would sit in the front room and wait for my friend to come pick me up for school. He would already be up, sitting there in the dark, thinking, or looking outside. I was never sure what we were going to talk about, as we sat there, waiting. But it was never dull. I am glad I had those conversations with him now, just me and Grandpa. He'd tell me about the book he was reading, ask about school of course, and want to know "where I was going in life".
8. He was so cute with my brother. I wish my brother had known him longer. My grandpa had diabetes, and had gotten gangrene in his feet, so he was missing some of his toes. He used to make it a joke with my brother, where he would grab onto my brothers little toes, when he was tiny and ask him if he could have his toes. Timmy would squeal and run away, he wasn't about to share his toes with Grandpa. Tim was so little, but he still remembers Grandpa Shirl pulling his toes.
9. When I was little, he always let me pick the Christmas Tree for his house. Even if I always wanted it flocked..
10. He instilled in me an appreciation for John Wayne, popcorn and ice-cold pepsi.
So here's to you Grandpa, I love ya.
So, here are some of my favorite things about my Grandpa Shirley Glen Harding.
1. He LOVED flowers: he always had flower ideas, and wanted to plant new things. Even if he did pronounce perennials, "pre-annuals" which I never understood. Before yearly? But he was my Grandpa Shirl, and he was good at flowers. When I was younger, whenever we would have weeds in our flowers he would say "When ya gonna pull these weeds, youngin'?" (yep.. he said "youngin" .. I love it, I still think of him every time I hear anyone say that). He'd always "bite" me with snap dragons too. I like snap dragons, and I think I got my obsession with flowers from him.
2. He also had Enormous Gardens. With fruits and vegetables, and somehow it grew bigger and bigger and BIGGER every year. We would eat strawberries, radishes, carrots, and the best tomatoes. The tomatoes were for yummy fresh salsa, of course.
3. He always had a story.. especially when he was getting older. Sometimes we got frustrated, because he would end up telling us the same story over and over and over again, but I'd be okay with hearing one of those stories now. Maybe the one about how he was the only 8th grader in his tiny class in Tremonton (that only went up to the 8th grade..). Or how he had to walk up hill both ways, in the snow, and only the oldest got the shoes, and he wasn't the oldest. I really believed that one for a long time. Silly Man..
4. He had the best handwriting. He was very, very much proud of his "penmanship" and would tell you if he thought yours wasn't good enough. I still remember when he told me I wrote the number 8 wrong.
5. He always made me feel smart. He was so into learning, and helping me to learn. He had me rattling off multiplication tables when I was 7. I could never remember 8 x 7, so every time he saw me he'd just say "Okay, 8 x 7?!" and make me answer. Let's just say I know the answer to that one is 56 much faster than any other now. Once when I was little, he had me tell him how to make a Peanut Butter & Jelly Sandwich, and me, being the gullible one thought he really didn't know how to make one. So when I knew step-by-step how to tell him to make one, it made me feel so smart, and like I had helped him make his lunch. Me, a 5 year old "youngin".. always making me feel smart.
6. He had a girly name.. Shirley, but that never got him down.
7. When he was sick once, he came and stayed with us at my parents house. I was in High School, I think about 16 years old, and I would sit in the front room and wait for my friend to come pick me up for school. He would already be up, sitting there in the dark, thinking, or looking outside. I was never sure what we were going to talk about, as we sat there, waiting. But it was never dull. I am glad I had those conversations with him now, just me and Grandpa. He'd tell me about the book he was reading, ask about school of course, and want to know "where I was going in life".
8. He was so cute with my brother. I wish my brother had known him longer. My grandpa had diabetes, and had gotten gangrene in his feet, so he was missing some of his toes. He used to make it a joke with my brother, where he would grab onto my brothers little toes, when he was tiny and ask him if he could have his toes. Timmy would squeal and run away, he wasn't about to share his toes with Grandpa. Tim was so little, but he still remembers Grandpa Shirl pulling his toes.
9. When I was little, he always let me pick the Christmas Tree for his house. Even if I always wanted it flocked..
10. He instilled in me an appreciation for John Wayne, popcorn and ice-cold pepsi.
So here's to you Grandpa, I love ya.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Interview with Timmy
Favorites:Movie: Pirates of the Caribbean and National Treasure
Vacation Place: Disneyland, Los Angeles California March 2007
Color: Red
Sport to watch: Football and Basketball
Sport to play: Football and Basketball
NBA Player: Deron Williams & LeBron James
why: Deron WIlliams is a good sport and a good player.
why: LeBron James is a good player and good sport and respects the refs.
Best Friend: Alex
School Teacher:All of them because they're all nice to him.
Grandma Jeaners
Timmy's Memories
Grandma Jean is always nice to me and she sometimes makes jokes that are pretty funny. When the whole family was at her old house, she said, "The first time Boyd died" and we all started laughing.
Grandma Jean's House
Ashley's Memories
I remember when all of us cousins would sleep over at Grandma and Grandpa's house. We usually slept in her front room on the floor but Josh loved to sleep in the family room on the couch. Sometimes, we would play tricks on Josh. Ryan would think of something evil, such as getting a big bowl of water and putting Josh's hand in it; or put ice down his pants, etc. Whenever us cousins were still awake talking and laughing, Grandma would hear and wake up and come and shake her finger at us. She would insist that we go to bed right away and she would sit on the couch and just watch us. She quickly slumped her head and was sleeping. We always laughed when she fell asleep and she'd hear and wake up and tell us again to go to sleep.
The next morning, we would wake up (except Josh because he loved to sleep in). Grandma would fix us pancakes that were shaped into Mickey and Minnie characters. I loved that.
Almost every year, on the 3rd of July, us cousins would sleep over and the next morning we would go over to Mt. Jordan to eat the 4th of July breakfast and then we would go watch the parade. We would always have to get up really, really early and Grandma would hurry us so we wouldn't miss breakfast. We always arrived there not all the way ready but it was definitely worth it. I loved those breakfasts.
"When our relatives are at home, we have to think of all their good points or it would be impossible to endure them." ~George Bernard Shaw
The next morning, we would wake up (except Josh because he loved to sleep in). Grandma would fix us pancakes that were shaped into Mickey and Minnie characters. I loved that.
Almost every year, on the 3rd of July, us cousins would sleep over and the next morning we would go over to Mt. Jordan to eat the 4th of July breakfast and then we would go watch the parade. We would always have to get up really, really early and Grandma would hurry us so we wouldn't miss breakfast. We always arrived there not all the way ready but it was definitely worth it. I loved those breakfasts.
"When our relatives are at home, we have to think of all their good points or it would be impossible to endure them." ~George Bernard Shaw
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Grandma Jean & Grandpa Boyd
The Elkington's
Boyd Melburn Elkingtonborn: July 5, 1931,
to Melburn Edwin Elkington, and
Dorothy Augusta Sagendorf Elkington,
in Salt Lake City, Utah
In picture: Boyd is 4 years old, 1935
he married Carol Jean Price onAugust 7, 1959
in Salt Lake City, Utah
Carol Jean Priceborn: June 8 1937
to Clinton Kendall Price and
Phyllis Tolley Price
in Salt Lake City, Utah
In Picture, Carol is 6 months old,
This was her First Christmas
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