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Daddy’s Birthday

Denison, Texas
July 6, 85

Dear Sam,

Happy birthday!
Frank was 30 the 6th so you see ever one is havng one. We went to Richards and had supper & Ice Cream and Cake and wished you all were thair! Marg called this morning they are giving him another treatment today They will be back Monday. He will be very sick for a few days.

George & Family are in Glorieta all week. Will return Sun.

I wish I could see you more often but it seems every one has thair own problems and not much time to visit. I enjoyed seeing Boyd Sun Thur nght. He is such a fine Boy You all will soon be all alone It’s not a bad thing. It is ment for them to leave out If you have the write atitude
I love you “My First Born” and hope to see you soon.

Tell all hello.

Love ya,
Mama
Prov. 3:6

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The Joy of Peeling Spuds

As soon as I viewed the famous “potato peeling video,” I was ready to peel me some potatoes. Happily, my opportunity to peel boiled pots appeared a few days later in the form of making potato salad for the church bar-b-que. All Sunday School members who contributed potato salad used the same recipe for the sake of consistency.

Implementing the peeling trick, and trying out a new potato salad recipe was fun, especially since the potato salad turned out so good that I wanted to eat the whole bowl myself. And I needn’t have worried about the poppy seeds—they might just be the “secret” ingredient. The recipe is from a 1950s Austin Heritage cookbook.


POTATO SALAD ALMONDINE

4 medium potatoes
1/4 cup cider vinegar
1 large white onion, chopped
2 stalks celery,chopped
1/2 teaspoon white pepper
1 teaspoon salt, or to taste
1 teaspoon poppy seeds
1/2 cup slivered almonds, toasted
1/2 cup mayonaise
1/2 cup sour cream

Steam or boil potatoes in peelings until tender. Peel and slice thinly. Sprinkle with vinegar while still warm. Let cool or refrigerate over night. Add other ingredients in order and toss lightly. Refrigerate several hours before serving.

Serves 8.

Dear Little Maud

This page is all that remains of an autograph book that belonged to Great-Grandma Young, Maude Lee Stout. Perhaps she kept this particular page, and stored it in the bookcase because the inspiring verse was inscribed by her mother, Frances Rebecca Lavina (Smith) Stout. Maude was 12 years old, and her mother was age 36.


March 12.th 1888
Dear Little Maud
Within this book so pure and
white let none but friends presume
to write; and may each line
with friendship given direct the
readers thoughts to heaven.

Your Mother Rebecca F. Stout

The other side of the page seems to be a farewell from a friend.


To my dear Maud
Jan 6/89
Kittie Frazier
Above all be patient whith those that love
When many miles from here your rove
Remember your friend at Cedar Grove

Semper ? P ?

The 1880 census shows both the Stout and Frazier families living in Cedar Grove, Walker County, Georgia. Most likely, Maude and her family were preparing to leave Georgia in 1889, and move to Howe, Grayson County, Texas.

Holy Smokers

Some really great bar-b-que was available on the parking lot of Second Baptist Katy last Saturday. The community was invited to sample brisket, sides, and deserts prepared by individual Sunday School classes, and vote for their favorites. I don’t know which class ended up with the most votes but a couple of Aggies in my class, Under Construction, have obviously honed their meat smoking skills into an art. I voted my class’s potato salad not only the side winner, but the best potato salad ever.

Serious Aggies cook up seriously good bar-b-que

Dedicated to feeding hungry people during emergencies

Circuit City

Hannah’s physics class studied electrical circuits last month. To illustrate their newly acquired knowledge, the students were required to design and construct two-story, four-bedroom houses, wired for lights and a door bell, using series, parallel, and complex circuits. Here’s a sample of some creatively embellished houses. Click on individual pictures to enlarge.

Poor King Tut

It wasn’t great being King Tut. He had a cleft palate, a club foot, a bone disease, and died of a broken leg exacerbated by severe malaria. That picture doesn’t come close to matching up to the King Tut exhibit that Mark and I saw in the mid-1980s.

Tut’s funerary finery— magnificent golden treasures and Egyptian works of art—gave the distinct impression that the pharoah was a graceful, young man who led a golden life. Only his death at 19 marred the perfect picture. King Tut may have lived in the “Golden Age of the Pharoahs,” but he certainly wasn’t the golden boy that the dazzling artifacts from his tomb portrayed. His DNA profile revealed genetic diseases which were the result of inbreeding. Marriage between siblings was common among royalty in ancient Egypt, and Tut’s father and mother were brother and sister. Not only were King Tut’s chronic diseases painful and crippling—he walked with a cane– he also had to deal with the turmoil caused by his grandfather who tried to force Egyptians to accept monotheism by worshiping the sun god Alton.

What I find really interesting about King Tut’s story is the use of advanced radiological and genetic techniques that unlocked the puzzle of his genealogy and general health. Successfully determining Tut’s DNA profile is another step towards helping modern doctors identify specific diseases, and to develop effective drugs to treat them. And using DNA to determine an ancestral line is just plain fun.

Uncle George

The above picture of Uncle George as a young teen-ager is the only remaining picture in the album mailed to Dad while he was in Korea. I sure would like to have seen the picture that caused Grandmother and Papa to laugh. It seem like I remember that Grandmother always spelled the word Daddy as Dady.

Sunday morn
Aug 17. 52

My Dear Sam.
This is part of the pictures Hollis took when he was up here. As you can see some are not so good. We have had some good laughs over the one around the table. Dady thinks he is so funny and I know I am. I will send another album tomorrow. If these are too many to keep up with you can send them back and I will take care of them. If not keep them. Sure is hot weather here.
Love,
Mama

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