in the beginning - Her-story!

I always thought I would have years to write my history and wondered why I should write it anyway. Lately I have felt that time is very short and it needed to be done and yet it is something I do not want to do. Maybe because I am not sure how it will be received by those who read it and if it will ever be read and believed. I was born in Prove, Ut. My mom had a very hard time delivering me and nearly died. My soft spot on my head was closed so I was to have the fate of a small head and many other challenges of life.  Dad was overseas [during World War 2] flying out of India and over the hump. For several weeks he did not know he had a daughter. I went home to 184 West Main St, American Fork, Utah to live at Grandpa Glen and Grandma Leila’s home.  I was given a name and blessing by a member for the 12 apostles (with Dad choosing my name - better than Valentine).  Dad came home from the war and we moved to Compton, Ca while Dad was stationed at the army airbase in Long beach, Ca.  In Aug of 1945 my Grandfather Glen James Sykes died and we went home to American Fork. I lived around many Aunts and played in the back yard of the house still on Main Street [in American Fork].

[this was sent to me on February 8th of 2010; I had asked my Mother to begin to share/write her history.  I think it is fitting I share her 'bits' and 'pieces' on her own blog.]

Mom -

 

I love you and

I miss you.

I hope

you will find

 it pleasing as I

 share your story

now.

I like to think of you

 sitting somewhere

 'beside a waterfall'.

 

 Sometimes

in my dreams

 we walk

and I talk.

I wish

I had

listened more

 when you were here.

 

There are

so many things

I still

want

to know.

 

♥ --stacie