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Memories of Grandma’s 80th (6) (FGK 207)

Kathy’s middle of the night walk to Grandma’s was a legend when we were kids – told so many times with giggles each time. We all thought it was hilarious that she got up in the middle of the night and headed to Grandma’s for tea. I had totally forgotten the story until I read it here. Who else is craving Grandma’s special cake??

God blessed us with a wonderful person who both loves us and is loved by all

Regardless of the situation, Grandma is always there to help in any way that she can

Always busy in her garden, adding to the beauty of the ranch

Never failing to comfort and console me whatever the problem or situation is

Driving grandkids to and from is something that we will never be able to repay

Making chewy ginger snaps and my favourite cake are things that favourably haunt me

A friend to me you’ll always be. I love you very much. Happy 80th birthday to a special person that means a lot to me.

I’m sorry I couldn’t be with y’all on this happy day. Texas wishes you the happiest birthday ever

Love, Cherie

Cherie riding side saddle in our great-grandmother Sophia’s saddle in the Stampede Parade

Grandma, Happy 80th Birthday!

I have so many fond memories of our times together it’s hard to know where to start. You were always my favourite, you were the one who inspired me to learn to cook. I remember sleeping over in the “junk room” and for breakfast we’d make porridge and melt cheese for our toast (you even bought me my own frying pan!!)

There were also the many teatimes when we made pull taffy and our “favourite cake”. Teatime was always an exciting time in your kitchen. It was a sweet tooth’s dream! You had every sort of good imaginable! Then there would be the excitement of getting down to the bottom of our cups and having our fortunes read – you even took time to teach me how to do it. From what I am told, I enjoyed teatime so much that when I was young I came to visit at 4:00 in the morning and my attempts failed as Barry Davis found me and took me home.

Another exciting event at your house was when we all went out with our brown grocery bagels and picked what seemed to be millions of peas. I don’t know how many peas you would have after the pick because we kids would pick one and eat two – not very good odds.

Grandma, to this day you still inspire me – who else at the age of eighty winds a beauty contest? I hope that if I get to be your age I will be as beautiful and full of energy as you are.

I love you, Kathy.

Maybe Michelle lying down? I’m in the beautiful yellow snow suit (and I think we still have my red hat), not sure who is on Grandma’s knee – Jen and maybe Ryan? Kathy beside Grandma
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Memories of Grandma’s 80th (5) (FGK 206)

Mom

It seems like it’s been a long time, almost forever. But then when one really thinks about it the whole affair has flashed by so incredibly fast. You had I have seen a lot happen and we sure missed out on a few things too. It seems as though when ever there was work to be done you were never too far. When fun and happiness were the order of the day you also were there. However, when I look back on it you were, in every case, the one making the greatest contribution to everyone else’s happiness and comfort.

Isn’t it remarkable the changes you and I have witnessed in our short span together. Remember what kind of world we lived in that day in November 1936 when you (and I) sat helpless in an old blue car, jammed in a burning hay slide with your world all on fire. Since then World War 2 and it’s uncertainties like no sugar for candy, no metal for Tory, and no Japanese oranges for Christmas.

Remember the horses, Old Spades, Captain, Old Buck, the Shetland pony, Pinkey, Cope, Shannon, Dusty, Daphne, Slim, Old Gus and of course Clipper the stake race horse. Remember the Clydesdales Pat, Shorty, Dick, Walley, Ben, and many more. Flora and Andy were exceptions as percherons while nobody ever knew what Old Toots was.

My memories with you are bright summer days, bumble bees and flowers, grass too long for the mower, toys – wagons – dolls – wire – you name it hidden in the yard for Dad’s July 1st mowing exercise. Remember looking all over for turkey eggs, looking for turkeys, setting hens, coyotes, and hailstorms. You were the best pie maker this country will ever have. I don’t know how you did all the things there were to do in those days. I do know we never missed a meal, all 15 of us. Our laundry was always done on time and you also found time to be a loving, comfy mother to all including the hired help.

You were quite a bronc buster in your day. Remember Chick! A horse few would ride. Moccasin telegraph told of trouble at Little Jumping Pound School and Chick, being the only horse isn’t eh barn because nobody could ride him, found himself going lickety split down the bank and across the creek headed west towards the school whether he liked it or not.

You have never stopped in your efforts to us all Mom. When one looks at the changes in 80 years, nothing has changed under the sun. Wars, floods, fast horses or fast cars, apple pie, picking berries. Moms and kids will never change because if they do all will be lost.

Thanks Mom for all the years. We wish you a well deserved happy birthday. 80 years, another 80 years and all will be the same under the sun thanks to moms like you.

Love you much,

Marshall.

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A History in Photos 44 (FGK 201)

This is the end of the photos. Every time I’ve said I’m done something else has shown up in an unexpected place – so we shall see! There is still a freezer full of mom’s treasures from when she went away to school to sort through – but that will be done first with my sister. I’ve sure enjoyed sharing this with everyone! Who knows what will be next! Oh wait- I know – I’m putting this together into a book! Enjoy…

Donald, Marjorie, Roy, Joanne, Susan, and Wendy Copithorne. Clarence and Irene’s family.
Grandma and I think her friend Jean McKenzie-Grieves
Who knew Grandma went camping!! Not just a hard working ranch wife or a super glam downtown woman, or the prayerful powerhouse behind mom recovering. Edna Copithorne camping on a fishing trip with Percy
This photo was in with some of the letters to mom from the hospital: this was taken the day I picked up your new skirt at Daytons. Sept 1958. Met Heather Scott there.
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A History in Photos 41 (FGK 198)

Sam Copithorne’s Family. Left to Right: Beatrice (Blach) Sam’s wife, Irene Robinson (Sam’s oldest daughter) Louis Copithorne, Bill Copithorne, Dorthy Young (Sam’s youngest daughter), Sam Copithorne (1904).
Let’s Rodeo
Sophia (Richard’s wife – my great grandmother) in front of the old house.
Slim (aka Ken Knoughtson? Aka the RCMP stock detective)
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A History in Photos 39 (FGK 196)

This photo is not labeled, but when I look at it I see my sister having somehow time travelled back to the 1940s and found a dress up costume. So I wonder if it was mom in a Halloween costume?
Miriam and Dan Donnelly home. Taken from across the road last January when they had the “big snow” the olympics are in the background.
Miss Norris (Buckler) School teacher 1940s. Jumping Pound School
9 months
Summer 1948
Ellen Buckler (maybe this is the school teacher?)
Kathleen and Grannie June 8th 1954
Mary Jane!!! Gosh she was such a great part of my childhood. With her dog Hazel.
Mary Jane’s dog Hazel.
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A History in Photos 38 (FGK 195)

There’s something about old photos. Even so many of these ones where i don’t know the people in them. I wonder about their lives, what did they do? Were they happy? As my cousin Jen pointed out these photos really make me aware of my own mortality. Some day I too could be an unknown face in a pile of old photos. It sounds depressing, but I think it’s kind of cool – we all share connections in ways we can’t quite comprehend.

John and Eunice Catterall Blake 3.5 years and Bruce 2.5 years. 1965
Part of the Mormon Temple at Cardston
Left to Right: Larry age 3, a playmate, Ricky age 5. The Syme(?) Cowboys. Jim and Marg Symes – Circle S Ranch 1954
Watermelons at Constance’s (?)
Bush Sprayer
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A History in Photos 35 (FGK 192)

We’ve got some random photos the next few days- a few of them I have no idea who the people are. So if you recognize anyone let me know!!

Margaret Symes (Rolland). Jim Symes. Circle S Ranch Chilicolten BC
Kathleen Norah Age 1 year. Taken June 8th 1954
Tom and Jerry (hahahah) Barron. Shell Oil Superintendent @ Jumping Pound Gas Plant. April 1965
Don’t know who they are- but don’t you wonder what happened for her to give him the side eye like that?
Christian Lathion Villa Ida 1961 ? And Elyse
Chris Lathion 1961 Switzerland and Alyse
Taken in Olds the day after we were married. Hazel Stringer, Mr Bjork, Mildred Stringer Bjork
I flatly refused to have mine taken in a bathing suit. These are all taken just in front of Chippy’s Camp.
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A History in Photos 33 (FGK 190)

The Ramsay family!!

Margaret Jean Copithorne. 5 weeks old, 1940. I think it’s Grandma holding her.
Look at this cute kid. Too bad she was forced to wear the curtains as clothes. Perhaps it’s where my love of The Sound of Music began!!!
Me and my first horse
My first ride. Mom, Dad, and Grandpa in the back
Margie Copithorne
Me out playing in the snow – life before wifi
Me (or maybe Gill) enjoying some forced family fun time with Dad
Margie and her dog Sandy – cocker spaniel.
Gillian – not sure who she is with.
Gillian on Peanuts. The other rider looks like me – and is using and English Saddle – but I don’t recognize the horse. Is it Walleye? Why would I be riding him? Mystery….
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