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I know I’ve haven’t shared much here lately.  Right now is my season to spend with the living.  Hopefully I can balance my life out soon, and return to sharing the stories of my grandparents.

But, today I wish my dear Grandpa a happy birthday.  If he had lived, he would be 90 today.

Dewain Silvester - 1926

Life has sure changed since he was born.  We miss you and love you, Grandpa.

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This was the only comic strip that I saw today that remembered D-Day.

I haven’t done much here, but I have hopes that someday my free time will bring me back to my grandparents.  I recently became custodian of more boxes of my family history, including Grandpa’s scrapbook from his WWII days.  I look forward to teaching my children the living history of the stories of their ancestors.

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Happy Birthday, Zola

I probably never really knew when my grandparents’ birthdays were when they were alive.  It just didn’t seem to cross my radar screen.  But now, thanks to Outlook and reminders, I can have a sense of when they are.  Now, if I would just sit down and program my calender for all the living people I want to honor.

Zola Rudd was born 5 August 1921 in Parker, Idaho.

Some quick memories:

* being there in the summer and helping Grandma pick raspberries and taking home freezer raspberry jam

* staying there, and eating all the marshmallows out of the Lucky Charms

* getting copies of genealogy and family stories from Grandma because she loved them so much

* the grape smell of her shampoo, which I never had (I may, soon, need shampoo for gray hair)

* how when I was 11 I couldn’t take the extra shoes she couldn’t wear because they were much too small for me

* knowing about how she used to drive the bus that was in the back of the house so she could take all the boys camping

* getting to wash off the huge inner tube at the beginning of summer so we could jump; I’m not sure which was more fun, the washing or the jumping

* “crashed and burned”

* getting milk in bottles from the milkman

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Dewain Silvester was born in 1921 in Rexburg, Idaho on July 16th.  Happy Birthday, Grandpa.  I miss you.

Dewain Silvester

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Zola Rudd was born on this day in 1921 in Parker, Idaho.  Happy Birthday Grandma!!!

Just a couple of weeks ago, many of Zola & Dewains descendents got together, and some of them even stayed for pictures, which my sister took.  She’s got them over here.

I love my family!!!! I’m so glad I made it up to Idaho, even for just one day!  Thanks Dad!

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Lost and loved

We interrupt our Dewain Silvester family memories to honor and remember one of my other grandfather’s, the one I knew least well, Wallace Hansen, my step-mom, Melanie’s father.  He, too, was a WWII veteran, and died last Wednesday.

There is a beautiful tribute to him on his business website (he ran a nursery for native Oregon plants).

He liked to give, and you can go to this page and find a calendar, screen savers, and a wildflower coloring books (scroll down a bit) that show where his heart and passion lay.

You can read his obituary here, or below:

Wallace Wylie Hansen

Wallace Wylie Hansen December 3, 1921 – July 14, 2009 SALEM – Wallace Wylie Hansen, “Wally” to his friends, age 87, passed away at home, Tuesday, July 14, 2009. He was born in 1921 in Bellingham, Washington and married Audrey Ethel Safsten, of Blaine, Washington, who passed away November 5, 2007. Wally was a civil engineer, educated at Washington State University, and went on to fight in World War II as a captain in the Army Corps of Engineers. He served in the European and Pacific theatres, and was on the USS Missouri the day Japan signed the surrender documents. He was later recalled to fight in the Korean War. After returning home to Bellingham, he ran a small optical import business until 1965, when he moved the family to Kailua, Hawaii, where he managed the U.S. Army Facility Engineers for the Army of the Pacific until his retirement in 1988. Wally and Audrey retired in Salem, Oregon, only to start Act III of his life: Wally Hansen’s Native Plant Nursery, at a time when few people knew or appreciated what native plants were. He wrote a monthly native plant journal and became a widely respected and noted expert on Pacific Northwest native plants, donating plants to projects, schools, restoration sites, and often just giving away beloved plants so others could enjoy them. He created a beautiful woodland garden and nursery in S.E. Salem, and sent plants, seeds and bulbs of native all over the world. He could look gruff, but came to resemble a woodland sprite, striding through the woods with his jaunty hat and walking stick, which he had used to climb Mt. Fuji. He was adventurous romantic at heart, a talented writer, and loved the poems of Rudyard Kipling and Robert Service and the tales of Jack London. As a young man, with his childhood friend Warren, drove from Bellingham to Mexico City in a Model A Ford. They also worked in gold fields in Alaska in the summers to earn money for college. After his beloved wife passed away, he filled their walls at home with poems such as “If” and “Mandalay” and “Trees.” His favorite quote was “Never complain, never explain.” Until the end, wheelchair bound, with Alzheimer’s, he made friends with everyone he came in contact with. He was a kind and gentle man, beloved by his employees, friends, family and other native plant enthusiasts and will be missed by all. He is survived by 6 children, 17 grandchildren, and numerous great-grandchildren and was an active member of the LDS church. Funeral Services will be at 4 p.m. on Friday, July 17 at the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, 2530 Boone Rd. S.E., Salem. Arrangements by Virgil T. Golden Funeral Service.

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Well, actually, it was yesterday, but I missed it.  Dewain Silvester was born 16 July 1921 in Rexburg, Idaho, 88 years ago.

Next week, many of his descendents will be gathering in Palisades, Idaho for a Silvester Family reunion.  Those who can make it for the whole week will be doing fun things like hiking, rafting, boating, crafting, eating, playing and things like that.  Then there are a few of us who will only be there for the final potluck dinner and the last day!  No matter what, it’ll be great to see everybody.

Someday I’ll get back on track for the rest of the letters (and maybe next week we can start to clear up the mystery of where the rest of the letters are).

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Use your imagination, and pretend your wait between posts is like the wait that Dewain and Zola felt when letters didn’t come in real time.  There’s still more to come!  I promise.

I’ve even found a place where we can listen to the old time radio shows . . . I’ll share that next time.

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D-Day. Omaha Beach,  Normandy, France.  Thousands upon thousands of seasick Allied forces.  Horrible storms. German soldiers waiting.  World War II.

Take a few minutes out of your day to honor and remember those who fought so valiantly when the stakes were high.  Shed a tear, have a moment of silence, and hang out with the Peanuts Gang (thanks to billtheman122).  Thank you, every man and every woman who sacrificed for our freedoms today.

A little history and words from survivors can be found in this article here.

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