By: Imogene Tidwell Persall When Uncle J. C. McDonald married the love of his life, Verna Louise Box on Oct. 31, 1942; she became more than an aunt to Ivalene and me. She really became a second Mom to us. I had curly blond hair at the time, and it would get tangled very easily. [...]
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Special Memories of Aunt Verna Box McDonald
Posted in Imogene Tidwell Persall on April 18, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
MEMORIES LAST A LIFETIME
Posted in Imogene Tidwell Persall, tagged memories on September 10, 2010 | 1 Comment »
by Imogene Tidwell Persall Most of us who were raised on a farm know very well that trucks and mule drawn wagons were modes of transportation. Walking was also a very valuable way to go from one place to another. Daddy bought an old truck that we called “Tin Lizzie”. It was very different from [...]
My Memories of Uncle J.C. McDonald
Posted in Imogene Tidwell Persall, tagged memories, reunions on March 3, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
By: Imogene Tidwell Persall Uncle J.C. (James Calvin) McDonald was a very special uncle to me. He was more like a second dad; because we lived in the same house for a few years with him and grandpa. It was a 4 room-house built in 1926, heated by a fireplace in the wintertime and natural [...]
The Value of Family
Posted in Imogene Tidwell Persall, tagged memories family on November 14, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
By: Imogene Tidwell Persall “The happiest moments of my life have been the few which I have passed at home in the bosom of my family.”-Thomas Jefferson. All of us can certainly relate to President Jefferson’s quote. As children, we didn’t have to worry about bills, shelter, clothing or food. Our parents took care of [...]
Together
Posted in Imogene Tidwell Persall on October 2, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Submitted by: Imogene Tidwell Persall We held hands through fire and smoke And hail that made us quake. We shook and trembled in tempest winds. We bent but didn’t break. We withstood the snow and sleet And many kinds of weather, But the best part was, through all of this, We grew old together. [...]
