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Family Recipe Friday – Sweet and Sour Meatloaf

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I’ve been thinking about this little cookbook.

The ladies of the Friendship Circle of Westminster Presbyterian Church in Clovis, N. M. put it together in 1973.  We moved to Clovis two weeks after I graduated from high school in 1971.

Mom contributed several of her “go to” recipes for the cookbook. I’ll be posting those recipes here for the next few weeks.

Usually I try to prepare the recipe I’m posting and take a picture or two, but today I can be lazy because I have some pictures I took back in 1999 when I thought about making a family cookbook.

I could get in serious trouble for including this picture of my daughter making meatloaf back in ’99, but since my kids never read my blog, maybe I’m safe.

Shhh! Don’t tell!

When mom served her meatloaf, the menu almost always included mashed potatoes and green peas, so that’s how I always serve it too.

Not long after my husband and I married, one of his high school buddies came for dinner. After dinner he told me that he really wasn’t a fan of meatloaf, but that this was good.

I think he meant it…. I should ask him.

 

If you make the recipe, be aware that the tomato sauce is mixed in a small bowl, then you go and get another bowl to crack that egg into. Also, I started putting about half the sauce into the meatloaf and the rest on top.

Sepia Saturday – Sports You Won’t See in the Olympics

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Sepia Saturday provides an opportunity for genealogy bloggers to share their family history through photographs. Today’s prompt coincides with the first full day of the 2012 London Olympics and features two sports you won’t see – cricket and baseball.

I had fun going through my collection of photos to add to the list of sports you will not see in the Olympic games.

 

 

1. Catch Ball Watching

This first photo is of my great-grandfather, Myron David Webber, playing catch with one of his grandchildren. It looks as though Yvonne’s coach has taught her the “ready” stance – knees bent, eyes on the ball, ready to catch the ball at a moment’s notice.

And here Yvonne is intently watching the ball …. not moving forward to catch it.  My mistake – the sport of Ball Watching, not Catch.

2. Motorcycle Teeter Totter

What can one say about such creative sporting?

3. Motorcycle Snow Skiing

Dad Motorcycle Skiing

Action Cam

4. Two-Girl Tractor Tire Rolling

Charlene and Me on the Farm

What sports did your family play that won’t be seen in the Olympics this summer?

To view many more lovely sporting posts, visit the Sepia Saturday Blog.

 

 

 

 

Sepia Saturday – Wheeled Baby Transport

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The prompt from Sepia Saturday this week had me looking through the family pictures on my computer for babies being transported – or at least posing in a carriage or stroller. Here’s what I found….

Bernard Coates (1908-1998)

Bernard Coates was my grandmother’s brother. I called him Uncle Bernie.

What is that expression on his face?  I don’t want my picture taken… This big bow is a bit much… I’ll sit here for the picture, but I won’t like it.

The strap across the front of the stroller seems more of a suggestion to the child to stay in the stroller than an attempt to keep him restrained. At least it doesn’t wrinkle his clothes.

Wilbur Hoskins (1924-1930)

Wilbur Hoskins was the first-born child of my grandparents, Eveline Coates Hoskins and Thomas Hoskins. My grandparents left their home in Mystic, Iowa and traveled to Rockford, Illinois so that my grandfather could find work. Wilbur came with them; they left their young son, Albert, in the care of his grandmother; Eveline was pregnant with my mother. During their stay in Rockford, Wilbur got the measles, suffered kidney failure, and died at the young age of five years. I think he resembles his father.

The stroller itself is very interesting – looks like a seat within a seat. It looks like the handle for pushing the stroller has been swung over the top of the stroller and is on the ground in front.

Birthday Goodies

On a lighter note – here is a picture of me chatting it up with someone about my birthday haul which includes a baby and a baby buggy.

Fun on the Farm

So this last one isn’t a baby buggy or stroller, but it is a fun form of transport for a kid. This is my (step)grandfather G. A. Hockensmith and two of my sisters getting a ride during a visit to our grandparent’s farm. I love this picture because everything looks just as it was – no posing, nothing cleaned up or hidden from view for the picture, my sister’s joyful smile during her bumpy ride.