A Wedding . . .

 

 

Weddings encompass many things, a legal contract, a spiritual contract, a party, a joining of 2 people and a joining of 2 families.

I recently attended the wedding of one of my nieces in California.  There wasn’t much time to plan, however I was blessed to be be able to attend.  My brother, sister-in-law and niece were very happy to see me and my youngest sister.

It’s always great for people to be happy when you arrive and sad when you leave. (Make sure you don’t outstay your welcome. :0) )

I have attended many weddings during my lifetime. I have taken in recent years to pray fervently for the couple and try to remember their wedding anniversary with a card, call or text. It’s important to celebrate the wedding but even more important to celebrate the MARRIAGE and the COUPLE.

Weddings are a wonderful time to build on established relationships while forming new ones (with the new in-laws).  My new nephew is a very kind and loving person and I think he and my niece will be very happy together.

I hope that my visit strengthened the bond with my brother and his family while building a new bond with my newest nephew.

In the coming weeks I will update the family tree with the wedding date and and my new nephew.  Why don’t you take this opportunity to find out more about a marriage of one of your ancestors. Share this with the rest of your family!

Anna Mae’s Oldest Grandbabby

Nichelle ~

 

Wedding Tiki's
Wedding Tiki’s

 

 

Tell Me Now . . .

Sisters
Sisters

Today was the Homegoing Service (Funeral) for my Great Aunt Louise. She was the youngest sibling of my Grandmother, Anna Mae. We were not particularly close. However, I did enjoy seeing her, no matter how infrequently. She always had a warm smile and big laugh and I was always glad to see her. She and my Grandmother talked weekly and always knew what was going on in each other’s extended family. This closeness didn’t really manifest itself to my generation.

She had been sick for sometime. Auntie (my mother’s oldest sister) kept me apprised on her general wellbeing. Auntie had told me several weeks ago, that nothing else could be done to deal with her illness. I dutifully placed her name on the prayer list of my church, and continued to also pray for her myself.

The day arrived when she made her final transition. I knew she was no longer in pain and had gone onto a better place.

As I read her life history, I marveled once again how fleeting life is and how small things overtime build a life. Where we were born, what school we attended, where we worked, civic activities and who we leave behind to mourn us. It’s very hard to truly convey one person’s life. There are so many relationships, jobs, family members and other triumphs and set backs along the way.

As I watched my Uncle Clarence, her only brother and the last remaining sibling say his final goodbye to her earthly shell. I wondered what does that feel like to be the last person standing. He has children and grandchildren, but nothing is quite the same as a sibling, someone you’ve known your entire life. The persons(s) you fought with and protected and shared confidences with. I wonder what it will be like for him to carry on without her.

In 1989, I lost 2 Aunts and my Dad, All in one year. It was quite a blow, one that took years to recover from. From that time I learned that we don’t have as much time as we think. We shouldn’t put off telling people how much we care.

Many years ago I found a poem titled, Tell Me Now. It said, don’t wait to tell me you love me. Don’t wait till I’m gone to cry for me and try to embrace me.

If you have any tender feeling for me, express it now. I’ve searched for that poem, but it has eluded me. Nevertheless, its meaning stays with me.

I would encourage you to hug your family, make up with your enemies and savor the sweet taste of life that we currently enjoy. The only constant is change, these are the good old days

Sisters
Sisters

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Nichelle
Anna Mae’s Oldest Grandbaby

The Idea of Ancestry – Ethridge Knight

The Idea of Ancestry

Taped to the wall of my cell are 47 pictures: 47 black
faces: my father, mother, grandmothers (1 dead), grand-
fathers (both dead), brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts,
cousins (1st and 2nd), nieces, and nephews.They stare
across the space at me sprawling on my bunk.I know
their dark eyes, they know mine.I know their style,
they know mine.I am all of them, they are all of me;
they are farmers, I am a thief, I am me, they are thee.

I have at one time or another been in love with my mother,
1 grandmother, 2 sisters, 2 aunts (1 went to the asylum),
and 5 cousins.I am now in love with a 7-yr-old niece
(she sends me letters in large block print, and
her picture is the only one that smiles at me).

I have the same name as 1 grandfather, 3 cousins, 3 nephews,
and 1 uncle. The uncle disappeared when he was 15, just took
off and caught a freight (they say).He’s discussed each year
when the family has a reunion, he causes uneasiness in
the clan, he is an empty space.My father’s mother, who is 93
and who keeps the Family Bible with everbody’s birth dates
(and death dates) in it, always mentions him.There is no
place in her Bible for “whereabouts unknown.”

Etheridge Knight
I was fortunate enough to meet him once during an English Lit class in college. I later discovered this poem. It really shows our deep connection to each other across space and time.

Roland L. Hayes – Gospel Singer

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Roland (at the end on the far left)

Roland Hayes was born in Smith Grove, KY on  April 1, 1915. He was a gospel singer in Kentucky and later in Indianapolis, IN. He was the father of Ronzo and Albert. He also worked as a night watchman at Cornell-Dubilier company from 1951 – 1954. His employers noted he was a, “Good worker and a trusted employee”.   According to the Indianapolis Recorder, March 27, 1954 he lived in Indianapolis from 1951 – 1954. Roland was a member of Greater Zion Baptist Church  and the Greater Indianapolis Temple of the Elks 899.

Nichelle

Anna Mae’s Oldest Grandbaby

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