Happy Birthday, Aunt Ginnie ~

Today, Eighty-four years ago, a very special aunt, to yours truly (the current keeper of our family history), was born to Robert N. Eimes (1898-1979) and Ines 'Inez' Eimes nee Tabeling (1908-1983).

It was in 2008, on my first → genealogy trip ←  to Kentucky, that I would meet my Aunt Ginnie for the first time in my life! When I started researching my family history, I discovered I had a long lost aunt.  We have grown very close to each other since, we talk every Wednesday and Sunday . . . I couldn't have been blessed with a more beautiful auntie!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUNT GINNIE . . . We love you so very much!

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This photo was taken of my aunt by a professional photographer and displayed in his studio window - aunt Ginnie looks like a movie star! She surprised  me with a copy of this beautiful photo, that now hangs in my home. 

Happy Valentine's Day ~

 

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Image sources ~ 

Thank you to Lilac and Lavender and  Sarah at The Vintage Moth for her beautiful free images, Astrids Artistic Efforts, and her beautiful images, Shadowhouse Creations, Just Something I Made, and The Best Hearts Are Crunchy . . .  lots of inspiration. 

Remembering my Opa ~ Adalbert Haf ~

I was only three years old when we left Germany and I remember very little about my Opa, Adalbert Haf, born, 27 Feb. 1907 and passed away on 09 Feb. 1968. My mom told me that we were very very close.

I do remember where I was and what I was doing, the day mom received the white envelope with the black border around it from Germany, announcing his death. I felt that closeness we shared in my heart, that my brain could not remember. I am the keeper of that announcement, and of all his photos now.

Mom had shared many stories with me about how very close Opa and I were up until mom and I left Germany. He didn't want us to leave. I was stuck to him like glue, as he was with me, and would hang out with him in his workshop. I had my own set of tools that matched his, and if he hit his thumb with the hammer...so did I! And when he hit his thumb and cursed in German...so did I! Mom had said that no one would ever forget that one.

Opa was a German Mountain Trooper in Russia, during WWII. His military career ended when he was shot in the shoulder. When I was at the age of 13,  Mom and I traveled back to Augsburg, Germany, our home town, for a four week visit...I do remember the wonderful times Opa and I had together...that was the last time I saw him before he passed.

~ Rest in Peace Dear Opa ~   

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Happy Birthday, Brook ~

Wishing you a very Happy Birthday on this day . . . 

always remembered and very much missed ~
Love ~ Lacie, Gini, Emma and Ethan ~

Brookery Elliott

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3 February 1949 ~ 9 December 2005 
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Brook's, Find-A-Grave Memorial