June 10 is full of memories as it was Father’s birthday. He was born in 1919 in Kilrush, Co. Clare ~ a place that remained incredibly special to him right up to the day he died in 2010.
Today, I think of his mother, a woman he absolutely adored and who died when he was a young teenager. I can just imagine them looking adoringly into each other’s eyes for the first time on this day 95 years ago. He was her second child and her first son.
I’m so glad that he kept her memory alive through this photograph which had a prominent place in the sitting-room of the various houses in which we lived. It never failed to spark him into talking about his happy childhood and indeed about the importance of building happiness into every single moment, however mundane the moment might at first appear.
Yes, Dad, I’ll be having that ice-cream in your honour today ~ cut from a block with a warm knife and sandwiched between two wafers.
12 thoughts on “Happy Days!”
Isn’t she beautiful!
Hi Jen, thanks for writing. Very much appreciate it.
What a beautiful woman!
And what a great honour to give your dad on his birthday. OK, a tasty honour!
Dale, Dad had such a passion for ice-cream, you just wouldn’t believe it so it’s definitely the only way to honour his birthday!
She was so beautiful and elegant. What a lovely photo to cherish!
Patsy, yes, we’re so lucky to have this one photo of her.
She was beautiful your gran, Jean. So often we forget our old folk were young once and unsure of what the future held for them.
Thanks Roy. It’s strange to have a grandmother’ who was never ‘old.’ She died when she was in her thirties. To me, she has always been this ‘young woman’ and to Dad, a mother who was snatched away in the night by an infection that could have been cured a few decades later with antibiotics. Times have changed more than we often realise.
what a beautiful woman!
I’ve always wanted to see her smile as I’m sure from her kids that she had gorgeous teeth.
Love the photo and so glad you have it still, after all the years! 🙂 ❤ ❤
Oh it’s an absolute family heirloom as it’s the only image we have of her.