tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post116596703019254360..comments2023-09-11T23:57:00.520-05:00Comments on Velvet Sacks: The sweetest carolLinda@VShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499621332375290781noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-21356293214055823712006-12-15T09:03:00.000-06:002006-12-15T09:03:00.000-06:00what a memory!what a memory!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-32756269868964101202006-12-14T22:46:00.000-06:002006-12-14T22:46:00.000-06:00Anonymous Carmon, if Dale Evans were still alive, ...Anonymous Carmon, if Dale Evans were still alive, I'll bet she'd be wishing she had YOUR horses.<br /><br />PS - I switched to beta format tonight, so I'm hoping you can comment under your own name again. I'm gonna go try yours out right now.Linda@VShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04499621332375290781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-1166139886490013882006-12-14T17:44:00.000-06:002006-12-14T17:44:00.000-06:00I am so far behind!!! Just saw your question about...I am so far behind!!! Just saw your question about my cherished hat from Dale Evans. I have no idea how I got so lucky other than sometimes little girl's prayers kind of get answered...what I really wanted was Dale's horse, Buttermilk!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-1166139364061474872006-12-14T17:36:00.000-06:002006-12-14T17:36:00.000-06:00Sunflower, I'm a packrat, so I have a turntable, b...Sunflower, I'm a packrat, so I have a turntable, believe it or not. Unfortunately, my sister doesn't have the record either.<BR/><BR/>Jackie, the "Splendorella" name fits her. I've heard her say a number of times, "I want the fairy tale."<BR/><BR/>About the uncle, he was only seven years older than I was--more like a big brother. He always teased us mercilessly--especially when he was a 6'2" teenager--but he grew up into a good man who raised his three children practically by himself. <BR/><BR/>Kat, I imagine that "tea party" was an effort to get some breakfast into us after the excitement of opening gifts. <BR/><BR/>As ashamed as I am to admit it, I was NOT a good sister in those days. I didn't tease my sister like my uncle did, but I was certainly snotty to her all the time. Now? Now I think I do a much better job. <BR/><BR/>And if you had go-go boots, well, of course you were somethin'!Linda@VShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04499621332375290781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-1166134694676392132006-12-14T16:18:00.000-06:002006-12-14T16:18:00.000-06:00I love the picture of the tea party. You are a gre...I love the picture of the tea party. You are a great sister Velvet, what wonderful memories. I wasn't born until 1958, my best gift when I was 8 were go-go boots, worn with a red cord. jumper. I was something! We don't know what, but somethin'!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-1166108112091319632006-12-14T08:55:00.000-06:002006-12-14T08:55:00.000-06:00Velvet I LIKE the Splendorella name - I LIKE it! A...Velvet I LIKE the Splendorella name - I LIKE it! And I'd also like to go choke that uncle of yours! My God, the things some adults do to children.<BR/><BR/>BTW - why doesn't Splendorella have a blog of her own!?!?!?!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-1166101877564181652006-12-14T07:11:00.000-06:002006-12-14T07:11:00.000-06:00What a great memory - I hope that album is still a...What a great memory - I hope that album is still around - and that you can find a turntable to play it on! Those photos are absolutely precious - love the old black and whites.<BR/><BR/>I had a huge crush on Roy Rogers when I was that age (don't tell Dale!)Sunflower Optimismhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04797860099404871043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-1166067091735720372006-12-13T21:31:00.000-06:002006-12-13T21:31:00.000-06:00Oh, yes, I remember that. He'd make quiet little ...Oh, yes, I remember that. He'd make quiet little tapping sounds, and you'd start crying and say, "I am NOT fat." He'd look at you as if you were crazy, and the adults would say, "Why, he didn't say a word to you." I don't know where he learned those torture techniques, but he was GOOD at them.Linda@VShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04499621332375290781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-1166066302151614432006-12-13T21:18:00.000-06:002006-12-13T21:18:00.000-06:00Do you not remember our dear uncle who nicknamed y...Do you not remember our dear uncle who nicknamed you Table Legs and me Fatty Grubbs? Or that he'd sit at the dinner table, stare at me until he caught my eye and then quietly tap-out a little tune with his knife that was his secret signal to me that I was fat? By today's standards I think he'd be getting calls from Child Protective Services for all he did to us. But thanks for the Splendorella suggestion. I do like that better.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-1166062481356089592006-12-13T20:14:00.000-06:002006-12-13T20:14:00.000-06:00Carmon, tell us more. How did you manage to get a...Carmon, tell us more. How did you manage to get a hat from Dale Evans? That would have been every cowgirl's dream.<BR/><BR/>Annie, my sister made a lot of my memories happy, so I'm delighted to remind her of one.<BR/><BR/>Sister Fatty Grubbs, you have GOT to come up with a more suitable name. If it were up to me, you'd be called something magnificent like "Splendorella" I love you, too!<BR/><BR/>Jackie, I'm delighted to see you again. I hope your away-from-home Christmas is still a wonderful one.Linda@VShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04499621332375290781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-1166051285353824822006-12-13T17:08:00.000-06:002006-12-13T17:08:00.000-06:00Hello again, I'm catching up on blog reading today...Hello again, I'm catching up on blog reading today, and am so glad I came over here...I love the memories you pull out of that 'velvet sack' of yours. These pictures are so cute - and I have some nearly like them! :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-1166021638313579842006-12-13T08:53:00.000-06:002006-12-13T08:53:00.000-06:00Thanks for the memories, Sis! Your interpretation...Thanks for the memories, Sis! Your interpretation of my recording debut hits the nail squarely on the head. I LOVE all the pictures you post. They really bring me back to what was such a wonderful place and time.<BR/>Love you bunches! <BR/><BR/>Fatty GrubbsAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-1166019394000766202006-12-13T08:16:00.000-06:002006-12-13T08:16:00.000-06:00I hope your sister reads your blog - she'll have a...I hope your sister reads your blog - she'll have a wonderful Christmas memory for the holidays. AnnieAnniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08273873865160002759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-1165981267663523652006-12-12T21:41:00.000-06:002006-12-12T21:41:00.000-06:00That is the spiffiest cowgirl outfit ever! When I ...That is the spiffiest cowgirl outfit ever! When I was five, I got a red felt cowgirl hat from Dale Evans for Christmas...it was the very best present. CarmonAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com