tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post1137745575220110878..comments2024-02-26T00:38:41.733-05:00Comments on Jollett Etc.: Sepia Saturday: A Nod to MovemberWendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17863357756727783017noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-19833401018393673042013-12-06T00:54:03.337-05:002013-12-06T00:54:03.337-05:00Wow! Your dad was a real trouper (and a wonderful ...Wow! Your dad was a real trouper (and a wonderful grandpa) driving all that way during his radiation treatments!<br /><br />Congrats to your daughter for winning the State and Regional tournaments. What awesome accomplishments!Jana Iverson Lasthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07687969613629975601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-20422781970096944192013-12-04T07:43:22.295-05:002013-12-04T07:43:22.295-05:00This blog post is a perfect example of a family hi...This blog post is a perfect example of a family history snippet or anecdote, recorded for future reference.Boobookhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01395043246338753023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-14820639365678871202013-12-03T10:44:39.654-05:002013-12-03T10:44:39.654-05:00Ahhh, trophies. We just found a gazillion of them...Ahhh, trophies. We just found a gazillion of them as we cleaned out my mom's house. So important at the time and as the years go on, less and less so. How wonderful that your parents were able to see so many of your kids' activities.Debi Austenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17409492643470603926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-47800951839473333132013-12-02T14:47:14.566-05:002013-12-02T14:47:14.566-05:00Your father was a wonderful grandfather. Driving s...Your father was a wonderful grandfather. Driving six hours a day while undergoing radiation treatments!! Such devotion. The big bin of trophies speaks oceans about your family. Helen Killeen Bauch McHarguehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07042488205276127209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-91475500060037694862013-12-01T21:41:46.869-05:002013-12-01T21:41:46.869-05:00Your dad sounds like he was an amazing man. ♥Your dad sounds like he was an amazing man. ♥Danahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16272293468239097754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-83621445269912349302013-12-01T10:51:17.611-05:002013-12-01T10:51:17.611-05:00Love the Dead Trophy Bin...kind of like the Death ...Love the Dead Trophy Bin...kind of like the Death Drawer in my refrigerator (you know, where old cucumbers die...)! And your father? Well, that's what family is all about now, isn't it? Good for him, good for you.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11658880722411505714noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-7371223258603895122013-11-30T19:39:22.723-05:002013-11-30T19:39:22.723-05:00Your dad must have been an amazing man. Your dad must have been an amazing man. Kristinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06413795611563683135noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-74929008709259012942013-11-30T08:14:48.560-05:002013-11-30T08:14:48.560-05:00yeah, Daddy hated the bunt!
He was brave and tr...yeah, Daddy hated the bunt! <br /><br />He was brave and truly a good soul. Our kids are so lucky to have had Momma and Daddy. Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11145530293593063964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-57922262554093317242013-11-30T05:19:33.800-05:002013-11-30T05:19:33.800-05:00My dad made his own 'trophy room' - erecti...My dad made his own 'trophy room' - erecting a shelf all around the second toilet room! He proudly displays his many bowls trophies up on those shelves. We all have a good chuckle about it when we visit.<br />Dads and grand-dads: every daughter and granddaughter's heroes!Jackie van Bergenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14108390437411946657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-68297823944169549012013-11-29T22:38:03.604-05:002013-11-29T22:38:03.604-05:00I'll bet that pesky cancer played a part in no...I'll bet that pesky cancer played a part in not wanting to miss out on anything - especially the winning pitcher! Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-66774679528055102812013-11-29T20:30:48.104-05:002013-11-29T20:30:48.104-05:00It was brave of your Dad to tackle his cancer in t...It was brave of your Dad to tackle his cancer in that way, probably hoping it would just go away without others knowing. All my kids' trophies are stashed in named containers up in the attic, just in case at some future date they want to show them to their future children. I couldn't just throw them out, but right now they are out of sight, out of mind!Jofeathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10290597697140624780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-54315090220768462832013-11-29T16:31:59.228-05:002013-11-29T16:31:59.228-05:00Congrats to your daughter and her team for their a...Congrats to your daughter and her team for their accomplishment--even if those well-wishes are 15 years late! That is a fantastic accomplishment. I had a nephew whose team went that same route--only to have their hopes almost immediately dashed upon their first few games in the World Series. Just to have qualified to be there, though, is an accomplishment to be proud of!<br /><br />And your dad--a hero in his own right--exhibited a bravery that no one would even have known. Just because you knew, though you weren't "supposed to," makes you a hero in a way, too. Cancer is a hard game to win.<br /><br />Your last photograph is one I should frame. It gives me the fortitude to wipe out those guilt feelings over those trophies I still keep on the shelves. They served their purpose at the time. Our kids have all--somehow--managed to grow up and turn into really neat, fun, accomplished people in their own right. Sometimes, it's just time to move on.Jacqi Stevenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03471698670217119444noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-55342187253089369382013-11-29T14:04:38.856-05:002013-11-29T14:04:38.856-05:00We've kept the most important trophies Kit and...We've kept the most important trophies Kit and I and the kids have won, but when we moved 3 years ago after 28 years in the same house (!) I took many of the smaller ones to the local trophy shop to be recycled. Now I'm looking for a spot to display the ones left rather than leave them in a box in the attic. Yes, & we still need to hang up most of our pictures. You might say we procrastinate a bit. Nice post & nice tribute to you father. My dad had prostate cancer too. He was prescribed female hormones as treatment & the thing he was most worried about was the possibility of his voice becoming higher pitched. I never noticed that it did, however. His was a fast moving form of that particular cancer, however, & he just made it past his 72nd birthday. Way too young! La Nightingailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04769079547153094005noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-84216775636500496402013-11-29T13:52:11.923-05:002013-11-29T13:52:11.923-05:00Brave man to tackle cancer in that way. My trophie...Brave man to tackle cancer in that way. My trophies haven't made it to the garage yet - but my golf clubs have!Bob Scotneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00662958579705940009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-70288172822049350852013-11-29T11:31:25.253-05:002013-11-29T11:31:25.253-05:00Perhaps that collection of old trophies could be r...Perhaps that collection of old trophies could be recycled into new awards or even artistic sculptures. I'd give you a trophy for this blog post, Wendy. Every family needs a principal cheer leader and your dad was clearly a first rate fan. Mike Brubakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13065245846262417519noreply@blogger.com