Since my blog has multiple purposes of sharing my learning experiences about doing genealogy and sharing the stories of my family so they are not forgotten, this is a perfect topic.
I remember two trip for sure to my Grandparents home in Nantucket Island. This were my Mom's (my second mother's) parents. My Mom did adopt me, when I was 10, so they are my adopted grandparents. They are the only grandparent I knew, since both the Hartmanns and the Chaplins all died before I was born.
|Nantucket Island October 1949|
|Mary, Donald & George 1956, Nantucket Island|
|Alfred B. Corkish & Mildred E. Swann Corkish 1956|
This is my Nantucket friend Miriam we wrote each other well into high school and maybe even nursing school. I loved the beach and still do, I'm just too far away from the beach to enjoy it often. Grandma's house was about a block away from the beach. We would swing on the swings in Miriam back yard. We went to pick fresh blueberries and my brother George was bitten by a tick and my Mom had to get it off of him.
|My Nantucket friend Miriam Hull|
|Last trip to Nantucket Island August 1958|
Grandma Corkish was legally blinds and she could just she shadows one of my fondest memories of her are the pictures books she made for us kids. Oh how I wish I had one of them now. She took those marble covered composition books and cut pictures out of magazines and pasted them on to the pages of the note books. Sometimes the pictures would be upside down, but we didn't care. I would sit for hours looking at each book, I think there were three of them one for each kid.