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Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews |
Tomorrow is my Dad's birthday. Happy Birthday, Dad, I love you lots!
Here is his baby book, that my Grandma Johnson worked so hard on. I love it, and I hope that you will enjoy it too. I transcribed it just as Grandma wrote it:
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Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews |
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Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews |
To Ralph Lee,
From Aunt Neata
With Lots of Love
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Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews |
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Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews |
Thursday, April 1, 19-- 2:45 O.clock. PM
9 lbs
At Home
Dr. James Rabison
Nurse Grandma Johnson, Grandma Summers
and Mrs. Mat Smith
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Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews |
Ralph Lee Johnson
Parents:
Mr. Delmer Johnson
Mrs. Agnes Johnson
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My foot, 23 days old, April 24
I blew a whistle for the first time the day I was 10 months and 2 weeks old.
When I was 10 months old I would pat a cake and then hol up my hands to give Mama and Dad a bite.
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Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews |
My hand, April 11, 10 days old.
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Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews |
I received letters from Aunt Ora Dunivan, Aunt Juanita Summers, Maxine Barnett, Uncle Ben and Aunt Bessie Summers, and almost all the neighbors in the neighborhood came to see me.
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Me at 2 months old, and with my
Mama, Agnes, at 6 months old.
My hair when I was three weeks old.
This is my hair when I was one year old.
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Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews |
I went to Grandmother Johnson's on April 30.
I went to Grandmother Summers on May 5th.
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First week: 9 1/2 pounds
Second week: 10 1/2 pounds
Third week: 10 1/2 pounds
Weight at birth: 9 pounds
1 month: 12 pounds
2 months: 14 pounds
3 months: 14 pounds
4 months: 16 pounds
6 months: 18 pounds
1 year: 21 3/4 pounds
2 years: 28 1/2 pounds
Height:
1 month: 24 1/2 inches
3 months: 26 3/4 inches
6 months: 27 1/2 inches
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Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews |
I had my first tooth five days before I was five months old. When I was seven and a half months old I had six teeth. When I was 10 months old I had 8 teeth.
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Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews |
When I was five months old I scooted half way across the floor. When I was 7 months old I could scoot on my stomach. But I never did crawl.
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Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews |
My first word was Bye-bye, Dad-Dad and Mom-Mom. I spoke these words when I was 9 months old.
My first sentence was "I won't bite, I won't dink."
My first prayer was "Now I lay me down to sleep."
When I was 2 years and one month old I said grace at the table, "Our padder we tink de food. Amen."
I spoke my first speech at a Christmas tree when I was 4 months old.
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Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews |
Five days before Christmas my Daddie brought in a little Christmas tree, and my Mother put it in the corner of the room and decorated it. Two days before Christmas my parents took me to a Christmas tree, where I saw Santa. He gave me a piece of candy.
Yellow Doggie from Mother and Daddie
Rifes Dollie from Aunt Mable
Rubber Humpie Dumpie from Aunt Lillian
Little Red Car from Grannie and Granddad
Tinker Toy from Aunt Laura
Pair of supporters from Granny J.
I was 8 months, 23 days old.
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My first Birthday I went with my mother to Weddington. There I played with Genise and Ida Joe, Billie June and Lara May Oxford and Jaice Deen Cuppor.
My Mother and Daddie got me a wagon for my birthday present.
For my second birthday I got a toothbrush from Granddadie Summers and a gun and a little homes from Ruth Lee and Marry Belle. And for my third birthday I got a little hat and now I look like a little man.
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I made my first step when I was 10 months and 11 days old. But I took sick in a few days with consalidas and then the measles and I did not walk until I was 14 months old. I had the measles when I was 11 months old and it made me slow down about walking.
I laughed at Aunt Mabel when I was three weeks old. I rolled over when I was three months old. The day I was 4 1/2 months old I set up for three minutes. When I was 6 months old I could set up pretty good.
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I went out after the cows with my mother and father when I was seven weeks old. I went on my first picnic when I was 14 months old. I went to Teamster playground three miles out from Gentry Art.
When I was seven months old I went to Tulsa with my parents.
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April 7, 1937
Pair of moccasins from Edna Thurman.
April 11, 1937
A wool sweater from Treadwells
April 21, 1937
A Baby Record Book from Aunt Juanita
A layette of clothes from Aunt Chloe Boggs
Grandma Summers gave me a pair of mittens when I was 7 1/2 months old. A new pink dress from Aunt Juanita in November.
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April 23. A rattle from Grand Father Summers. Wayne gave me a rubber hippopotamus. Mary Belle and Ruth Lee gave me a rattle, nursery chair, spoon and Tinker Toy. A teething ring from Charley Brantley. A rattle from my Mother.
The slide show above was taken from scans of a book that my dad's great-aunt made for him. Remember, this was made during WWII, and the sentiments about the war were what many Americans were feeling back then. I debated on whether or not to put the words on here, but this is some fascinating history, so I am going ahead and posting it. I'm definitely not trying to offend anybody. I transcribed the book just as Aunt Maude wrote it:
So the Arkies quickly loaded their cars, filled the tanks and pumped the tars. Back to old Arkansas we heard them comin. "Home Sweet Home" they were hummin. They stayed with home folks a little while. One day Dad said with a smile; "I am going back for there is not a Jap, that I can't whip", said Ralph Lee's pap. So out west they were found to go, loading their cars till the springs went low. They did not stop till they got to St. Helen; Gee, I'll bet they are "biggens" Dad is tellin. I can see Ralph Lee looking up at his Paw saying: "Daddy when are we going back to Arkansas?" You must be contented said Ralph Lee's paw. We are never going back to Arkansas. Away the child turns he is a very sweet boy, he is to his Mother & Dad a bushel of joy. He has a brother and a little sister too. They don't tear up their faces crying boo, hoo. But most of the the day laughing having a good time. Say folks, don't you think they are just fine?"
Also, I hope that they don't mind, but I am going to post this as my second post to Sepia Saturday this week. Please CLICK HERE to go and see what everybody else is doing with their old photos on that cool website! To read my first Sepia Saturday post that I submitted this week, please click here.