The cousins day visit

On a personal note, I'm about to hostess three cousins today. And since I haven't anything else to publish, I'll show you what they look like...from old photos. And then soon I might have some newer ones to add!

I know I am just doing a lick and a promise on cleaning my apartment, which they do want to see. But when you enter through the kitchen, that's the first impression for folks. So I cleaned it up Thursday...and I then love making things in clean kitchens, so I made a quiche!! Had to clean things up again after eating a slice of course. Then I baked a Dutch Apple Pie. Not as much clean up there. 

Here I am with cousin John, 2 summers ago.

This is Chris when her 3rd great grandchild was born! At least a year ago.

And this is Cindy with her new glasses in 2018.

We're meeting for lunch, then probably going to my apartment. Then John said he'd like to see the Folk Art Center, which lets us drive up on the Blue Ridge Parkway. I keep seeing good color in other's photos of it. But yesterday there was a rain, so lots of leaves are now on the ground.

Today's quote:

We don’t know what life will bring, so it is what we bring to life that matters.

PATRICIA CAMPBELL CARLSON

What a lot of my branch of the family looked like in 2012...lots of growing by the little people in the last 11 years of course. 

Cousins Rogers

I share a few pics of some of my cousins who I hadn't seen or talked with until recently. Amazingly enough, they even remember this visit, and that I snored!  Oh dear, but I had terrible sinus problems after leaving Texas.  What a legacy!

Uncle Jimmy and Aunt Dottie lived in Wisconsin (in the 50s) and had 2 daughters at that time.
We lived in St. Louis, MO, and took a trip once to visit my dad's brother and his family.  Thanksgiving 1953.

(l to r) Uncle Jimmy carrying his daughter, Chris, Barbara (me), Mataley (my mother, in back), my cousin Pat, Aunt Dottie and my sis, Mary Beth

Uncle Jimmy, Barbara and cousin Chris showing her sweet face.

Barbara and Mary Beth in warm coats for winter

Christina and Patricia (earlier pictures)

George (my father in white hat) Aunt Dottie and Uncle Jimmy holding Chris, Patricia, me with eyes closed, and Mary Beth (in front)

This Studebaker, behind the group, is a Landcruiser...very modern for the times.  I'll share more about this car on my next post!  Needless to say, my dad really loved it!

I'm submitting this to Sepia Saturday, which has a theme that stumped me.  But wait, these are happy girls, and so are my photos!

Click here and go over and see other's posts that might be more on theme this week (scroll to the lists of names and you can click each of them to see what folks are posting).

Cousins meeting again

Yesterday I had talked on Ancestry a few times, and via emails, with one of my cousins.  She is also interested in our shared genealogy.  We didn't go much further than that.
For some strange reason.

I think I needed to be knocked upside the head.
I started trying to get to know her, finally.
She mentioned she's on Facebook, and that took off.

We started chatting about all kinds of things.  Her sister commented also, bringing into the conversation that we had fathers who were brothers, but we hadn't had contact growing up but a few times, and then as adults, mmm, not at all somehow.  She was eager to be my FB friend also.

Another cousin then joined in saying something was inaccurate in the genealogy mentioned on FB.  I asked her to be my friend.  So far no response.

And there's her sister also.

And the first 2 sisters have another sister as well as a brother.
In our generation there are 8 of us.

What a lot of people that I barely know.  We've formed a group called "Rogers Cousins."  We want to get to know each other.  I let them know about my blogs.  I've been hanging out my life for all kinds of strangers to read about.  Now it comes home.

These are my people, and they may not approve of me.  Oh dear.  I wrote a disclaimer right away...I'm liberal, I have friends who are witches, and gay, and...I don't know what the warning label said.  But I think of my parents as the most conservative folks imaginable.  So I'm sort of worried that I won't fit in to my own family.  Perhaps that's why I've never tried.

But the first answer to that was pretty positive.  So we can start from where we are, and see where it goes from here.

So I'm willing...I hope they are.