Another year has come and I have been blessed with fairly good health.
I sure am looking forward to the reunion, and just hope that everyone makes it this year. And, that the weather isn't so hot.
Like I said in the first edition of this newsletter, there were thirteen of my brothers and sisters. I only have two sisters left. Hazel Mitchell fives in Columbus, and Velva (Pete) lives by herself on a farm eighteen miles back of Parkersburg, West Virginia.
Hazel and I both Eve alone, so last fall she and I went up and stayed with Pete a few days. This was the first time we had a chance to be together, and we had such a good time. Nelly Jack, our niece, drove us around for two days over three counties to see the fall foliage. The leaves were just at their peak, and Hazel and I both said we saw more of West Virginia hills than we saw when we were young and lived over there. That was in the 1920's and 1930's. And would you believe there were not many cats then. At least we didn't have one. We also had to walk to school, church, and every where we went.
Then this spring Pete and I went to Columbus and stayed with Hazel a few days. She isn't well and can't drive like she did. So, we never got to go much up there. Although her daughter Donna and her husband Chuck came one evening and we drove out to the Amish country. We ate at the Amish Door Restaurant.
Sister Pete was like me. She was tied down with the farm and then a sick husband, and we didn't get to go much. We sure enjoyed it all.
Keith, Leslie, Amber, Shane, and I took a trip over to my old home place in West Virginia the other day. We drove up on the hill, took some pictures, and then drove up along Cow Run, which is a small creek. I told Shane that when I was about his age I went swimming and fishing in that creek. He said "Grandma, I
don't believe you!"
From there we stopped at the Antioch Church were I went to church and Sunday School. There is a cemetery there, and my grandfather and grandmother Casto's graves are there. I was glad to see that someone had put flowers on their graves.
We were looking around, and found a grave marker with my mother's grandparents names on it. That would be my great grandparents. Great grandmother on the Casto side was Martha Parsons Bennett. She was married twice, first to Joseph Bennett (born in 1805 and died in 1862) and then to a Mr. Wink. I don't remember seeing this stone before.
Well, I now have eighteen grandchildren and thirty great grandchildren. Brian and Carole are expecting the stork again, and I wish them the best.
Keith left his temporary day shift job and went back to pilot training. He will be gone for three weeks, but should be back for the weekend of the reunion.
Hope to see all of you at the reunion this year.