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Showing posts with label shirley temple. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shirley temple. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Saying Goodbye to Curly Top
I woke up today to hear the news that a little girl that my sisters and I would pretend to be, died today at 85 years old. We loved this woman even though we had never met here; she was part of our family. All her songs were memorized, and Jane and I took up tap dancing when we were students at St. Monica's Parochial School. Her dancing with the amazing Bill "Bojangles" Robinson made us all want to dance.
Shirley Temple was an icon to not only the people of the United States, but to people everywhere. With her songs about Animal Crackers and Good Ship Lollipops, she helped people forget the great depression and later; the war.
Even when Shirley Temple was no longer considered sellable by the movie producers, she remained America's Sweetheart. There was never a scandal connected to her name, not like it is today with movie or music stars. Got that...Lindsey...Justin? You don't have to behave like fools for people to love you. Shirley Temple grew up got married and had her own children.
Later in life, Shirley Temple hosted a weekly show which featured stories that sometimes included music. She even served time as an Ambassador for our country. I think her job was spreading happiness. We could sure use her now.
Ambassador Shirley Temple Black with Major Carolyn May
Somehow...I don't why I feel this is true, at least for me, but as long as Shirley Temple was alive, I felt we would all live forever... and now...
Here is my salute to a woman who will always be, to me and my sisters, a childhood friend.
Goodbye Curly Top
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Flags, Birthdays, Cat Walks and the Smithville Inn
This week was a
scorcher, but I don’t think I need to remind anyone on just how hot it was.
This type of
weather makes us all tired and cranky and forces us to stay isolated inside
an air-conditioned house, instead of outside in fresh air.
One of my fellow
ghost hunting buddies, who happens to live up my street, came up with a great
idea. Rita suggested that we hang our winter garden flags up as a kind of
Voodoo method to call the cooler breezes our way.
Here is Rita and
her snowman flag.
Here I am with my
smaller flag.
Other neighbors
liked this and our now thinking about hanging up their snowman flags. I’ll let
you know if this works, we need to try something to fight climate change beside
the fact that we should also cut down our carbon footprint.
The little girl
that I babysit for turned three yesterday and I was at her big birthday bash.
I’ve watched this little one since she was three months old and she now has
claim to my heart as if she were a grandchild. Won't show you her picture, but she is as cute as
After the birthday
party, I shot over to Deptford Mall where my grandson Nathan and his cousin
Nicole were preparing for a talent show
They would get to perform and do a cat walk
They were contestants for the Audition America Talent Search. Nathan would be singing an Usher song and Nicole would do a dance routine. Here is my daughter signing Nathan up.
They would get to perform and do a cat walk
They were contestants for the Audition America Talent Search. Nathan would be singing an Usher song and Nicole would do a dance routine. Here is my daughter signing Nathan up.
Nathan looking
cool and calm
Nathan and Nicole
Nathan singing an Usher song
Sunday, I was up
early and heading to a baby shower scheduled at the Historic Smithville Inn.
This inn was once a stop for the stage line from Cooper’s Landing (now Camden) to Leeds Point. A large red ball hung outside the Inn and when the ball was down, the stage coach would stop and pick up passengers, neat huh.J
The food served at the brunch was awesome and I would like to return with the hubby one day soon. There are lots of quaint little shops around the inn, but I didn’t bring my credit card.
Well that was my weekend. Send me a note and let me know what you did:)
This inn was once a stop for the stage line from Cooper’s Landing (now Camden) to Leeds Point. A large red ball hung outside the Inn and when the ball was down, the stage coach would stop and pick up passengers, neat huh.J
The food served at the brunch was awesome and I would like to return with the hubby one day soon. There are lots of quaint little shops around the inn, but I didn’t bring my credit card.
Well that was my weekend. Send me a note and let me know what you did:)
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