Thursday, February 19, 2009

Good Times

I found this picture from the EJK reunion in Decatur awhile back and have been holding onto it. You'll probably have to double-click it to see all the people clearly. What do you remember about it?

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

What a great weekend--Memorial Day 1998! I'm sure other's comments will generate more memories, but I'll start with a couple.

First on the actual picture I remember getting everyone in the picture and I focused it, gave the camera to the hotel clerk and she took the picture.

I also how little Matthew Endress was--maybe only a few weeks?

On Saturday afternoon Uncle Jay, Aunt Ruth, the Endress's and I went to Helen Keller's home for a tour. Poor Bruce had to keep crawling in the very back seat of a Suburban I think it was.

Anonymous said...

Matthew was 2 1/2 months and wasn't exactly "comfortable" with the big trip. I especially remember the tour Mary gave us of the museum where she works. Preston was very fascinated and so was I!

Nog Blog said...

So when't the next get-together? I volunteer to work with others to try to get something planned - if not this summer, surely the next.

Anonymous said...

I remember how excited and how pleased we were to have so many of the K clan make the long trek to come to a reunion in Decatur.
Tonight Lynn and I attended a lecture on the architecture of homes in this area. Do you remember stopping at the yard sale at the McIntyre Home, one of three buildings left after the Civil War? Confederate generals planned the Battle of Shiloh within its walls.

Anonymous said...

I sure do remember going to the yard sale. I bought something but I don't remember what it was.

What really impressed me was the huge meal the folks fixed for us after church. You name it and it was on the table. They treated us like royalty.

I remember the program on Sat. evening. Lauren Stevig said she wanted to be first. We couldn't believe it. She name all the fruit of the spirit.

Ann said...

I also remember Matthew Endress being very tiny, and that Elizabeth was a little stressed about him. And I also think of that sometimes on the occasions of seeing her and what a wonderful and calm mother she is - must have learned on him. :-)

I also remember very nice times of catching up with family in the hotel breakfast room both morning and night.

Cathy said...

I bought a hand-made baby quilt (in good shape) at the yardsale. I remember thinking why would someone sell a family heirloom like that, especially if it had some kind of historical value? I like to pretend it does, anyway. Tim bought his favorite book there - "Real Ponies Don't Go Oink." When we got back in the car, Dad added up how much we spent altogether. It was $25.

Anonymous said...

Cathy, The owners were up in years and were downsizing and moving elsewhere; that would have been a major task considering the size of the house.
Supposedly, a Union soldier was hastily buried in the basement when the Union retreated. Later they advanced and re-buried the fallen soldier.
There are tales about a ghost that appears in an upstairs bedroom. Several years ago the ESL students toured the house and we saw the whole thing from top to bottom--no evidence of a ghost!
When we take visitors there I can always envision Scarlett O'Hara
coming through the door and out on to the veranda. The Tennessee River in the background makes it so picturesque.