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Saturday, October 10, 2009

1950 :: Marriage of Berta and Fuzzy



On this date in our family history . . . the 10th day of October . . . in the year 1950 . . . shortly after the sun rises . . . 18-year-old Roberta Mae walks out of the home she shares with her paternal grandparents in central Texas . . . and climbs into a waiting car . . . it is an autumn's Wednesday, and . . . it is the birthday of the driver of the car . . . Roberta's grandma, Berta Mary, is aware of the plans for the day . . . and wishes them a safe journey as they leave town . . . the driver heads south from Rockdale . . . towards Freeport, Texas . . . that is where Roberta's only brother, Robert, lives and works, as does her cousin, Georgia Faye . . . the first stop in Freeport is Georgia's apartment . . . where Roberta changes into the navy-blue suit she had recently purchased at Goodfriend's on Congress Avenue in Austin . . . there is a bouquet of zinnias sitting on the piano when they walk into the little Methodist church in the neighborhood. . . and there, with Robert and Georgia as witnesses, a small wedding takes place . . . so, when Roberta next returns to visit the wood-frame house where she spent most of her growing-up years, she is the new bride of 23-year-old Forrest Lee Pounders (1927-1996) . . . Happy Anniversary, Mom & Dad . . .

5 comments:

Beth Niquette said...

Aw...how poignant and lovely. Beautifully written, my dear!

Gini said...

What a beautiful tribute Vickie!

CMPointer said...

Your design is just beautiful! Thought to ponder: my husband's grandfather's name is Forrest Richard Pointer...interesting, huh? The name Pounders is a variance that I use in researching.

Caroline
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BeNotForgot said...

Thank y'all for stopping by to meet my Mom and Dad. Beth and Gini, I always enjoy knowing y'all have been here. I myself was pleasantly surprised with the way this one turned out.

Caroline, the first appearance of the name > Forrest < found in my Dad's line was his father, Jacob Edmund Forrest Pounders (1902-1957). I was six when Pa Jake died, but I can remember standing in the kitchen watching my Dad tell my Mom that his father was dead -- and my Dad was crying! I've always suspected that Pa Jake's parents chose > Forrest < for Conf. Gen. Nathan Bedford Forrest, but I'm sure I'll never know for a fact. Pounders / Pointer . . . hmmmm . . . V. . . .

Southwest Arkie said...

Beautiful tribute to your parents.

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