Friday, July 21, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 14

This koozie was sitting on our kitchen counter on Monday night.  Kerri had used it.   I see them often around the house as we have several.  Although I see it often, that night I looked at it a bit more closely for some reason.   I then realized that it has been exactly 10 years since we celebrated Teresa's 85th birthday.   

Judy and I planned for it to be here in Gilbert.   The first night would be at my house and the second would be at Judy's.   Many of our family came from all over to celebrate her 85th.   We got these as a memento for the family.   Ours are used quite often and as I said, I see them all of the time.   What struck me now was that it was July 20 and 21, 2007 which is exactly 10 years ago.

Gilbert isn't the best place to have a family gathering in July because of the heat.     We were able to rent some outdoor coolers, which helped to a certain extent.  Also, both of us have pools and that made it easier for the little kids (and some big ones, too).

The first night at my house I made red and green chili meat and beans.   I had everything set up to serve in the garage.   The afternoon before, I tried it out and it overloaded our circuits.   I was so thankful that  our cousin, Neil Feldman (Judy's husband) had flown in a few days earlier on his private plane and I had picked him up at the airport.   Neil was one of those guys who could do anything.  So he rigged up additional outlets and fixed it so we could use as many roasters as needed.  I don't know what I would have done if it had happened.   We still have Neil's handiwork if ever needed again.

Everything went fairly smoothly considering all of the people at the house.   Of course, Teresa was thrilled that so many family and friends came to celebrate with her.

The next night was at Judy's.   Her backyard is much bigger and we had more people that night.   Everything was set up and we had it catered by a barbecue place.   All turned out well.  At that time, Judy lived about two blocks away from us.

Several of our San Francisco cousins couldn't come that weekend because of a previous commitment.  So we did a "trial" run the week before here at my house.    We had red and green chili and beans.   Some of our family friends, the Donahues, came that night.  Their dad and our Uncle Bill were great friends and it was nice to have a smaller group. And of course, Teresa loved that.    She was always in the middle of everyone talking, laughing, having a vodka tonic, and finding a baby to hold.

Every time our family has a fun and positive event, so many try to be there. I sincerely hope that with Teresa now being gone, that all of us will continue to do our best to get together for the happy times.   I think we will.   We certainly had good role models in our "greatest generation!"

Thursday, July 20, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 13

I remember hearing so many stories as I was growing up about different events during the years.    Some of my information is completely accurate.   Others are just what I can remember.   I know they happened, but I don't know the exact circumstances.

Teresa always liked to tell stories about her dad and her grandma, Ellen Roughan.   I think Teresa was a bit of a daddy's girl from things she has told me through the years.

When I moved to Douglas, I decided to join the Elks Club.   This was for a variety of reasons.   Our grandfather was very involved the Elks and became one in 1905 in Leadville, Colorado.    The other reasons is it gave me a "safe" place to go that wasn't really in public when I was a small town superintendent.  And third, I got a great deal on renting it for our family reunion by being a member.  So I went through the initiation and I am officially an Elk.

Sometimes Teresa and I went to Taco Tuesday or the Friday fish fry.    She always loved to go there and she knew several people there.   They were always glad to see her.

The Elks Club is about six blocks from 858.   Teresa said there were times when she was a little girl that she would have to go to the Elks to let her dad know it was time for dinner.   She said he always liked to go there and enjoy a few drinks, play a bit of poker and just talk to his friends.  Teresa said sometimes she had to stay for awhile.  But she always loved going to the Elks Club.

Our grandfather's name is in the "big" room and he was one of the early members of the Douglas Elks.

The other story I remember Teresa telling me was about at one time when the Pancho Villa era was happening, our grandfather's train was hijacked by Pancho Villa's forces.  He was a conductor on the Southern Pacific Railroad and his route was between Douglas and El Paso.      So that would make sense that it could have happened.    Fortunately, no one was hurt that I was ever told.   

Like everything else, I wish I had asked more questions.    That was one of the great things being in Douglas with her those five years.  She reminisced a lot.   I know how hard it was on her to be the only one left of her seven beloved siblings.   But what a blessing for us to have had her for so many years!!

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 12

One of the stories Teresa told quite often were the times that she got to go the airport with her dad to see Eleanor Roosevelt and then Amelia Earhardt.    She always said she was just a little kid and didn't realize who she was seeing.  But her dad felt it was very important to take his kids to historical events.

I found the following article in the Douglas Dispatch.    Just think, our grandfather and Teresa were at both of these events!!

A group of airport supporters, city staff and Mayor and Council were on hand Thursday afternoon to commemorate the stopover of First Lady Eleanor Roosevelt in Douglas Airport, located at the end of 10th Street.

The event was marked with a plaque which will be placed in a small garden near the Airport Museum.

In December 1928, Douglas’ airport became the first international airport in the Americas, and was dedicated as such by Eleanor Roosevelt on June 5, 1933 by striking a bottle of water (remember it was still Prohibition) against a flagpole at the site.

Roosevelt decided to make a last minute stop in Douglas to dedicate the airport on a trip to California. She spent 20 minutes in Douglas before continuing her trip.

Chris Overlock of the Cochise County Historical Society, spoke about Roosevelt’s brief stopover during the dedication ceremony.

Liz Ames dedicated the plaque in much the same manner as Roosevelt breaking a bottle of sparkling cider against the rock the plaque will be placed on.
The plaque reads: “At this location on June 5, 1933, First Lady Eleanor Roosevelt, wife of President Franklin Delano Roosevelt, dedicated Douglas International Airport as the first international airport in the United States.

Designed by J.P. Sexton as the first and only truly international airport in the Americas, Douglas International Airport began operations in 1929. The Douglas airfield was connected with the Agua Prieta, Mexico, airport by a common north-south runway.

“Early air travel between the United States and Mexico required plans to be cleared both for entry and exit of their respective counties. In other border cities, that meant a “hop and a skip” from one country’s airport to another country’s airfield. With DIA, planes could land in one country , pull back the wide gate on the barbed wire fence at the border, and taxi across to the other country. Then, after clearing customs, pilots and passengers could resume the flight to their destination.

In 1929, the first Women’s Air Derby, a transcontinental air race for woman pilots (Amelia Earhart, among them) included Douglas as one of its stops. In October, 1930, Douglas was a stop on the first transcontinental airmail route. Douglas International Airport became a successful commercial airport with regular airline service.

“By the late 1940s, most commercial traffic went through Bisbee-Douglas International Airport, about nine miles north of Douglas. Douglas International Airport lost its international designation, and became Douglas Municipal Airport.

On December 30, 1975, Douglas International Airport was added to the National Register of Historic Places. Cochise County Historical Society, June 5, 2008.

Host of firsts
The Douglas International Airport has been the home of a  host of firsts including being the first airport in the state, first involved in military maneuvers and bombings and Douglas was on the route of the first regularly scheduled coast-to-coast airmail service, said Les Stimac, Airport Museum volunteer.

On Oct. 15, 1930, two of the three inaugural airmail flights landed at Douglas airport.

In 1933, Douglas airport was ranked as one of the 10 best in the country.

The nod goes to Douglas Airport for being involved in the first aerial military missions as  a plane leaving the airport was conducting spy missions for General Pershing against Pancho Villa in Mexico. Pershing later used aerial bombing on railroad tracks in Mexico using buckets filled with lard, metal pieces and explosives.

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 11

I know that it is just a house.   But it is so much more than that.   I hope I can explain this.

This house was built in 1915.   Our grandfather, E.A. Scott, had his eye on it from the time it was being built.  It went up for sale and he was able to buy it in 1918.   I don't know what month, but I always remember my mom saying that she was  born on 9th Street but raised at 858.   And Teresa and Bill were both born at 858.    Teresa was so proud of that.

Judy and I had the privilege of growing up at 858 14th St., Douglas, Arizona.    We had a great childhood and so many of our cousins spent time with us here with my mom and Teresa.

I lived at 858 for 18 years.  I went to ASU but returned every summer but my last to work at the smelter.    After I was divorced, I took my kids to Douglas every summer  I think we spent every summer there from 1979-87 (although the last few years it was just the kids as I was going to graduate school.).

After my mom died in 2002, the first time I went down after her funeral was over, it was so hard.   But I just needed a first.       It became much easier after that.

We tried to take Cameron down as much as possible.   One of my favorite stories about him and my mom and Teresa was his third birthday.   He absolutely wanted to go to Douglas for his birthday to spend it with Great and Tia.    So we went to Douglas over Labor Day weekend.    

Cameron had a bunch of presents on the table in the house, but he waited for it to be okay.  It still amazes me how much he connected with both of them from the first.

In 2010 when I moved back there, it was still home.   I had the "front" bedroom and Teresa was down stairs.   I loved living in that house with her for the five years I was there.   It is such a beautiful HOME with so many memories.

We had so many things go on through the years at 858.   I remember having two floats in the backyard for homecoming    And then the wonderful pool Johnny built for Judy and I.   And the four family reunions.   They were in 1977, 1992, 1998 and 2012 (Teresa's 90th birthday).  And then Kerri's kids from Gilbert came for their southeastern Arizona field trip and Teresa loved being there and telling about the house.

I know we have to sell it.  And that is probably going to be one of the hardest days of my life!  It is closure for the physical part of the wonderful life, but nothing can take away the memories.   I dread that day!!!

Monday, July 17, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 10

As unbelievable as it may seem, I never in my entire school years in Douglas ever at lunch at school.  I don't know about Judy after I left to go to ASU, but we always went home for lunch.

My mom and Teresa both had their lunch hours from 12 until 1.   I guess we did at school, too.

I remember that at noon a whistle would blow and the entire town could hear it.  

I would walk home from Loretto and when I went to high school, my mom picked me up until I got my driver's license.  

Mary always had our lunch ready for us and it was ALWAYS something very good.   If it was a special day (like red chili burros), I got to bring friends with me and they always looked forward to that.

In this very busy day and age, it is hard to imagine that a family would have lunch together every day.

At dinner time, we always sat at the kitchen table.  Johnny was with us, depending on his work schedule at the smelter.   He did shift work and changed every two weeks.

My mom and Teresa always did the dishes because we had to do homework and that was most important.   

After we got a television, I sometimes was allowed to go watch cartoons in the living room.   As soon as I would ask and get permission, Judy also wanted to go with me.

As I have mentioned previously, ours was a very different family for the 50's, but it was a very happy and loving family.  I will always be grateful for the life I was given and the loving examples of Johnny, my mom, and Teresa.

Sunday, July 16, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 9

In 1946 when our Aunt Dot had her twin girls, Jean and Jan, they were coming to spend some time in Douglas.   As a result, my grandfather hired a young girl from Agua Prieta to work for the family.   Her name was Maria Berumen, but we called her Mary.

Mary was born in the U.S. but lived with her parents in Mexico.  She came across the border every day which was very easy in those days.  

I was born in 1949 and Mary was a "third" mother to me.   And I absolutely know that Judy felt the same way about her.

She was a part of our family from 1946 until her death in 2008.    We loved her dearly and she was a big part of who we are today.

When I spent summers down in Douglas when my kids were little, Mary took care of them as well.   They both loved her like a grandmother.   When she died, Patrick was a pallbearer at her funeral.

Mary was so important to our family.  And her family continues to be a part of ours.  They have taken care of the house since we have been back in the valley and have been to see Teresa several times.   When we first moved back up here, Mary's sister, Consuelo and her husband celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary.   Teresa and I went to Douglas for that celebration.

I learned from a very early age the importance of taking care of the people who matter in your life.   I learned this from how my mom and Teresa treated Mary.   She was a part of our family.

They always paid social security for her so that when she retired, she had a monthly social security check.   After Judy got older and I was gone, she didn't work every day at our house.   She also worked at St. Luke's so she was able to have medical insurance and some type of retirement from the Diocese.

I remember when my children went to a babysitter, my mom and Teresa told me to pay our sitter when they were sick and when we had a break.  I always paid for spring break and I believe Christmas.   And my kids were very well taken care of by Christine, the wonderful lady who was their babysitter.

The lessons I learned about how to treat people have done me well through my career.   I have always believed that everyone's job is of significant importance, no matter what.     It was from the example that was set by Teresa and my mom.

These past several days when I have been thinking about what I am going to write, a lot has occurred to me that I hadn't thought of before.   I have been jotting down notes about things to write and then reflecting on them.  

We have been very blessed with our wonderful family and I am so appreciative for what I have been given!!!

Saturday, July 15, 2017

94 Years Remembered in 94 Days-Post 8

When I look back on my childhood, it was really only 18 years of my life.   However, I truly believe that those 18 years are the most impactful years.   And as a child, what happened a few times, can seem like a lot more.

Our vacations always revolved around the family. For both my mom and Teresa, their brothers and sisters were most important.   We often went to Phoenix to stay with Matt and his family for the weekend.    I will always remember when we would first hit the valley and you could smell the orange blossoms and the flowers on Baseline Road.   There weren't any freeways in those days so the trip took a bit longer than it does today.   I could hardly wait to get up to Phoenix and be with the cousins.   We were talking the other day, and Matt was 15 years older than Teresa.   That means that she never really grew up with him.    However, that age difference had no bearing on the love of family.

For several years, all of the family would meet in Santa Barbara.  We all stayed at the same hotel.  We went there because our cousin, Eddie, was becoming a Franciscan priest and later, our cousin, Yaya, was in the convent near Santa Barbara.   I loved going to the beach and being with all of the cousins.

In the summers, we would go out to Sacramento and visit Dot's family.  We were also able to see Bill's family at times when we were out there.  Again, that was the highlight for me as a kid to get to go play with the cousins.

I think there were many times at Christmas that Dot and her family came to Douglas.   Like I said earlier, it may have only been a few times, but when you are a child, time has such a different perspective.

Johnny's son, John Edward, would often bring his family to Douglas to visit Johnny.   Johnny loved having his granddaughters there.

Our Uncle Tom came often when my grandma was alive to visit her.   Because they were so far away, we didn't get to see them until we were older and then had many trips back east to visit.   Teresa always went along.

Teresa dearly loved all of her brothers and sisters.   She valued and loved all of her nieces and nephews and then the great and great great ones.   She especially loved babies.   She was always the first to hold a new baby.  I doubt that their are many Scott descendants who weren't held multiple times by Teresa.

She had a very special relationship with her sister, Dorothy.    I will never forget when Dot died.   Teresa had been with her for some time just prior to her death.  She was on her way  to southern California with Joan when my mom called me.   She asked me to get in touch with Teresa to let her know.   I will always remember having to tell her that her dear sister had passed.

Through the years, Teresa has attended most family events from weddings, to anniversaries, reunions and also funerals.   Fortunately, we have had so many fun family events.    Our cousin, Jan, said one time that we all needed to go to the fun events, not just the funerals.   And I believe that happened.   

Over the last several years, we went with Teresa to many of these events.   She could hardly wait to go to them.

At the weddings, she was given a place of honor because she was the only one of the seven siblings still alive.   She absolutely loved that!!!  She was so proud of each and every one of her nieces and nephews and I know that the feeling is mutual.

She will be missed in so many ways and at so many levels!!!!!