Posts by Jane Self

Descendant of Pilgrims

Descendant of Pilgrims

Being a descendant of Pilgrims slipped up on me this week. It’s one of those tidbits that I once knew then forgot. I was thinking about Thanksgiving, the Mayflower and hardships the early Pilgrims endured just to survive. Then my maternal grandmother came to mind and all that she experienced in her 85 years on the planet. She did not have an easy life but she sure was tenacious, resilient and determined. No matter what obstacle was placed in front of her, she did whatever it took to get around, over, under or through it to the other side. Her husband’s wild ideas took the family all over the...

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Graduation letter stirs up memories

Graduation letter stirs up memories

As I was searching for a photo over the weekend, I came across an old letter that I had forgotten existed. It was a graduation letter from my great aunt, Florence Mills, to my father, David Self, congratulating him on graduating high school. She wrote that she hoped he enjoyed spending the enclosed “gift.” My guess is probably it was a $10 bill or maybe even a $5 bill, either of which would have been quite generous at the time. The envelope had a 3-cent stamp on it and was postmarked June 4, 1937, in Detroit, Michigan. Besides my dad’s name in the address, only the name of the town, McCalla,...

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Missed opportunities can be haunting

Missed opportunities can be haunting

Life would be so much easier if we knew without a doubt we were making the right choice at every juncture. We wouldn’t have to be so hard on ourselves about all those missed opportunities. Always wondering what if …. A few weeks ago, I discovered that a favorite cousin from my childhood had died. Eight years earlier, we had briefly connected on email and talked about getting together. But it never happened. Bonnie Rae was the daughter of my mama’s only sister. She was a month younger than me and a hoot to hang out with. During high school we were best buds even though she lived in Bradenton,...

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Preschooler demands: ‘Put down your phone’

Preschooler demands: ‘Put down your phone’

It’s amazing how quickly we forget important lessons. A headline I saw last weekend reminded me of one I had only recently learned. And already forgotten. Put down your phone when with children – or anyone else for that matter. The article – “Kids are starting a revolution to get their parents to put down their phones” – was about a 7-year-old boy in Germany who got upset when his parents paid more attention to their cell phones than to him. Unlike most kids, he went public to address the issue. Fortunately, his parents got his message and helped him. They organized a...

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A long road trip

A long road trip

One of the stories my mama told a few times about her childhood was when her family moved from Texas to California. She had just turned 4 at the time but still had vivid memories about the long road trip in the fall of 1924. Her father was answering a call to be the religious education director at the rapidly growing Trinity Methodist Church in Los Angeles. He loaded up his five children (aged 2-11), wife, camping equipment and personal belongings into a big seven-passenger Marmon touring car for the trip. Before paved roads and useful maps The Marmon had a front and back seat with two jump...

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