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Thu, 02 Nov 2006 12:22:00 +0000I went to a luncheon yesterday with my Father’s Naval Academy Classmates. They are turning 90 this year. The classmates that are local get together once a month for lunch. Wives, classmate widows and children of classmates are welcome. I’ve known the classmates most of my life. I had the chance to find out what the epaulets and hat are that I found in the basement of my parent’s house. The dress epaulets, the “fore and aft” hat and the sword were all issued to new graduates to be used for dress occasions. One classmate said he had used his once. Over the weekend I went to a Halloween party and I wore the dress epaulets and “fore and aft” hat with a tailcoat I found in the house.
Fri, 27 Oct 2006 12:06:00 +0000The real estate market in Northern Virginia is slow like everywhere else. The economy has slowed and the Feds held steady on the rates. But Northern Virginia is always mobile so we are not discouraged yet. Real Estate inventory has climbed and days-on-market has increased. The market is soft. I’m learning more about real estate than I wanted to know. Unfortunately I will put my house on the market in the near future. I am currently cleaning it out so I can move to Charleston to take care of my mother. Wish me luck.
Wed, 25 Oct 2006 23:26:00 +0000Anyone who has had to deal with the aging of their parents are aware of how difficult it can be emotionally. Aging parents present a new set of challenges. My mother’s increasing dementia is difficult for me to face. She calls me regularly but is confused and often forgets the topic of conversation, so I remind her. Those in the know tell us never to argue with a parent with dementia because their reality is different from what we perceive as reality. I don’t want to upset my mother so I “tap dance” when she asks about her car or her house. We sold the car last summer; we cleaned out the house and put it on the market. Downsizing a parent’s home without their involvement is a “no-win” situation. In the past when I tried to get Betty interested in downsizing the house, she wouldn’t do it. Now she believes that she can come up to the house and take what she wants back to her assisted living apartment in South Carolina. The dementia makes Betty more wily and bull-headed than ever… and she is wily and bull-headed! However, on the bright side, she is still the vivacious, social, fun-loving gal she always was.
Mon, 23 Oct 2006 11:36:00 +0000We moved to the Washington area from England. My father was assigned to the Navy yard. Even then the real estate market was expensive and my mother had to settle on a house that was smaller than she wanted. But Mom and Dad assumed we would be in the house only three years before Dad was transferred again. Much of the old family bits and memorabilia were stored in the basement, most in footlockers. But after three years they decided they liked the Washington area and so they stayed.
Mon, 23 Oct 2006 11:33:00 +0000After the three children had grown and left home, Mom decided to double the size of the house by adding a second story to the rambler. She designed the layout for the second story while Dad hired the contractor and paid the bills. Actually both of them had fun during this project.
Fri, 20 Oct 2006 11:59:00 +0000Our family home will be open on Sunday, October 22, 1-4pm.
Thu, 19 Oct 2006 14:12:00 +0000Gracious, spacious and comfortable. On the back is a wonderful sunroom and screened porch. Mom added the sunroom before adding the screened porch. We’ve spent a lot of good times on that porch.
The house will be open this weekend, on Sunday. Here is the realtors link: http://www.susancartersells.com/search/listing.php?listing_type=res&listing_key=10378831749
Wed, 18 Oct 2006 19:31:00 +0000Dad planted a blueberry bush when I was a teenager. The blueberry bush became a family project and an on-going battle between the family and the birds. But when we were ahead of the game, I could go into the garden each morning and collect fresh blueberries for my cereal. To keep the birds from getting the blueberries we had to wrap the bush in mesh and tie the mesh to the bottom of the bush. Even then those wily birds would find a way to get through or under the mesh. Every day was a new adventure to see who could get the most blueberries. The blueberry bush is still in place and still produces. But today the berries are left for the birds.
Tue, 17 Oct 2006 23:27:00 +0000Dad loved to grow tomato plants; my mother loved to drink tea. So over the many years, my Dad collected tea leaves and dug them into the tomato patch behind the house. Forty years of tea leaves have been dug into that tomato patch and my Dad produced bumper crops of tomatoes every year. Mom would give them away to neighbors and friends every year. I always looked forward to tomato season, even after I left home.
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She also has two gorgeous Camelia bushes in the front. They are amazing!
To see the house, visit the Realtor website: http://www.susancartersells.com/search/listing.php?listing_type=res&listing_key=10378831749
Mon, 16 Oct 2006 15:39:00 +0000Dad always said (with a twinkle in his eye) that he didn’t own much, that everything in the house belonged to Betty. As I combed through everything I decided he was right. However I came across some items from his years in the Navy. Dad was a career Naval officer. He met Betty when he was stationed in Charleston, SC after the war. She was a high-spirited, fun-loving party girl and she set her sights on Dad.
Mon, 16 Oct 2006 01:48:00 +0000Mom was the one in her family that treasured old family history and belongings. I found linens from great grandmothers, dresses from a great aunt, genealogical research, old family photos, old family portraits, crystal that had been passed down and more. We are not a large family; what was I going to do with all these treasures? I also found some of Mom’s old dresses from the Jackie Kennedy era. Mom was a “dresser”, she had beautiful clothing and some of her older dresses were masterpieces. I polled family members and heard (what I already suspected) that no one has room in their homes to keep all of Mom’s favorites. It was with a heavy heart that I turned over most of it to the Estate Sale folks. I kept all genealogical research, photos and portraits.
Mon, 16 Oct 2006 01:43:00 +0000I cleaned out the footlockers in the basement. I found a stack of old letters wrapped and tied with a ribbon. The letters were written by a young man serving in the Army in Europe during World War II. Mom had met Richard while away at college and he was at a local army camp. Richard was smitten by the vivacious, young Betty. He served in Germany, France and Britain. He was wounded in Germany and recuperated in Britain. Betty and Richard corresponded throughout his tour in Europe.
Fri, 13 Oct 2006 15:06:00 +0000My mother is in assisted living because she has short term memory loss. She keeps calling me from SC to tell me she needs to come to Alexandria to clean out her house. She can't understand that we have cleaned it out and already contacted the Real Estate agent and listed the house. Poor Mom is getting agitated because she doesn't understand. She can't remember the details long enough to process them, so she keeps going over the same topics. The phone calls are difficult.
Fri, 13 Oct 2006 11:04:00 +0000We moved to Alexandria in 1964. Even then the housing costs in the Washington DC area were high. My parents decided on the school district they wanted and then looked for the house. They settled on a 3-bedroom rambler with a full basement. Mom would've liked a bigger house, but it wasn't in the budget.
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