I grew up in the woods, on a small island in Puget Sound. The nearest town dubbed itself “The Christmas Tree Capital of the World”.  I don’t know how true that was, but I do know that Christmas Trees and wreaths were big business.

The bridge to the island I grew up on

So, after having said that, do you think that we used a fake tree?  I would have felt a traitor.:)

We always had a real tree.  Always.  Sure, they can be a little messy with the needles falling off and such, but nothing beats the smell of a real tree.  It fills the house.

In my entire life, I have only done a fake tree one year – while Andy was deployed in Iraq.  The thought of getting the tree home and into a stand when it was negative 20 degrees out (with 5 little kids in tow) didn’t appeal to me.  I cheated and bought a cheap tree-in-a-box.  I regretted it.  It just didn’t feel very Christmasy without it – or without him. It was a fake Christmas.

When I was growing up, sometimes we would just go out back and get a tree and other times we’d go to a Christmas Tree farm down the road.  We normally didn’t get our tree until about 2 weeks before Christmas – usually just after my sister’s birthday.

I broke from tradition this year though.  We put our tree up this past weekend.  Here is my youngest daughter, who got the honors of putting the star on this year.:)

Unfortunately, I don’t have any stories of my ancestors’ Christmas Tree traditions.  I wish that I did!

  • Cheryl Palmer - December 1, 2010 - 2:47 am

    I LOVE this picture! It is wonderful!ReplyCancel

  • Diana Ritchie - December 1, 2010 - 9:09 am

    Great picture!! And I loved the part about putting up the tree after your sister’s birthday. My sister, my dad and I ALL have December birthdays and my sister’s is the earliest – we would also put up the tree right after her birthday.ReplyCancel

  • Amy Coffin - December 1, 2010 - 10:04 am

    Great photos. It looks like a lovely place.ReplyCancel

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I tend to gravitate towards cemeteries, as most genealogists do.  I don’t have any roots in the Savannah area, but that doesn’t stop me from haunting the local cemeteries.  I visited Bonaventure a couple of times.  It has quite the mysterious mood to it.  The spanish moss draped across the live oaks.  The old stones and fenced in family plots.  It’s a neat place to drive around (I didn’t walk, because I had kids in the car.)

As much as I liked Bonaventure Cemetery, I think that I enjoyed my stroll through Colonial Park even more.  The cemetery is dotted with historical markers along with the gravestones.

I wonder how old this one is!

I just love the old stones.

The scenery throughout the area is beautiful too.

I think that this is the part of the cemetery that I love the most.  The back wall is covered with broken stones.

Too bad I don’t have any ancestors buried here!!  Do YOU?

  • Cynthia Shenette - November 30, 2010 - 11:48 am

    You’re right, this is a super cool cemetery. My family and I are planning to visit Savannah next April. I’ll have to check it out!ReplyCancel

  • Jen - November 30, 2010 - 4:51 pm

    I would stop if you get the chance!ReplyCancel

  • Lynne Hastings - February 4, 2013 - 9:25 pm

    I love old cemeteries, especially those in Savannah. I visit every time I can.ReplyCancel

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I know that my grandfather, Donald Sanchez, served in the Coast Guard on the Cutter Fir, off the coast of the Pacific Northwest.  He also later served in the Merchant Marines.

This was amongst his pictures and I’m having a hard time trying to figure out what is going on – or if there just isn’t really a point to the pictures.  Are those Coast Guard uniforms?  Is that ice on the deck for goodness sakes?  Brrrr!

And here is another, similar picture.

  • Cynthia Shenette - November 30, 2010 - 11:51 am

    Great photo. I can’t comment on the uniforms, but that does look like ice on deck. I posted a photo of my dad a while back on ship, and the ship was completely covered in snow and ice. Brrr…ReplyCancel

  • Jen - November 30, 2010 - 4:54 pm

    It must have been so cold!!
    I just noticed that it looks like the one guy is holding springs to a mattress, doesn’t it? Weird.ReplyCancel

  • Trevor Sanchez - December 2, 2010 - 4:44 am

    Those are Coast Guard uniforms, and that is ice. And those are mattress springs. My guess is they had some flooding in one of the holds and that is what they are pumping out as evidenced in the last photo. It appears to be a sailing yacht that the Coast Guard is helping to rescue. By pumping it out, they would right the yacht so that it could be saved. But that is just my guess.ReplyCancel

    • Jen - December 2, 2010 - 6:34 am

      Thank you Trevor!!ReplyCancel

  • Jen - December 2, 2010 - 10:42 pm

    My Uncle Steve left me a comment on Facebook that better explained the pictures. I’m posting it here so that I can keep his comment with the pictures. :)

    “This appears to be a sailing yacht that has grounded as evidenced by the trees in the background. My guess is that they are removing furniture and other things to lighten the boat to make it easier to refloat. The amount of ice suggests that this is probably in Alaskan waters. The Coast Guard used civillian yachts during WWII as patrol vessels. This is probably one of them as the decks and upperworks have been painted either dark gray or blue. Judging from the beam of the boat, I would hazard a guess of approximately 75 feet but may be a little smaller. The second picture also shows what appears to be a large hose going down the hatch and is probably pumping out water. The uniforms and foul weather gear are from the WWII era. That is evidenced by the “blue” dixie cup hats. They were normally white but were dyed blue during the war so as to be less conspicuous. The first photo shows the middle man with the dixie cup hat pulled down over his ears ala “Gilligan” from Gilligan’s Island. The second picture shows the man on the left wearing the hat as it would normally be worn.The man in the first picture on the right is an officer as evidenced by the gold braid on his cap. Given his apparent older age, he is probably a warrant officer. Hope this helps, Uncle Steve”ReplyCancel

  • […] week, I posted some WWII-era Coast Guard pictures that looked very strange to me.  Thanks to my uncles for their insight on what was going on.  It […]ReplyCancel

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We had a fairly large family (4 kids) and often played games.  It was mostly the usual board game fare of the 1980’s : Monopoly, Pictionary, UNO, Clue, etc.

The game that my father loved to play was RISK.  And how I loathed that game.  Somehow, he would sweet talk us into starting a game with him – and if you’ve ever played a full game of RISK before, you know that it can go on, and on, and on, and on.

I have memories of it being way past midnight, me getting my rear end kicked, but my dad not wanting me to quit.  He wanted victory to come by really winning the game – not because I had given up.

I learned to steer clear of RISK.:)

And so what did I go and do?  I went and married someone that loves RISK!!  Thankfully, with the advent of the computer, he can sit and play all by himself.:)

I would love for him to sit down with my dad and play an all-nighter RISK game.  I would happily get the snacks and drinks and stay out of the line of fire!

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  • Apple - November 28, 2010 - 9:00 am

    This made me laugh because I was your Dad. I played RISK with my brother and then when my kids were old enough I made them play. The tradition continues and now my son has marathon RISK sessions with his kids.ReplyCancel

    • Jen - November 29, 2010 - 8:02 am

      I wish that I had enjoyed RISK, because I know that my dad really wanted to play it, but I just couldn’t bring myself to like it. Too much thinking ahead for me. :)ReplyCancel

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