Today in reading an item in Newspers.com I stumbled across a newspaper article from the Hartford Courant, October 1950. It was an account of my sister Nan’s wedding to Robert Whitney Richardson of New Britain Connecticut. Oh the memories! The Reverend Richard Bennet officiated. The bride was given in marriage by her brother Robert Dana Miller. The bride wore…………… Her sister Ruth was the Maid of Honor. The ushers were ________ and Mr. Elie Rubinsky of Beirut Lebanon.

Elie Rubinsky was a boy friend of my sister Ruth. She and Nan had met him on the ship (the DeGrasse) when they were returning from their 2 month long trip to Europe April to June 1950. Elie was strikingly handsome. Sometime in the winter following the wedding he and Ruth took me with them on a weekend skiing trip to Mt. Belknap near Laconia New Hampshire. We stayed with Aunt Rena and Uncle Clarence who had sold their farm and were living in Laconia. The skiing was wonderful but poor Ruth fell, and fortunately she didn’t break anything but had a very painful bruise.

I have been doing a bit of research on my childhood neighbors. A large family, the Fahey’s, lived just around the corner on Essex Road. There were 7 children ranging in age from that of my older brother and sisters down to a girl just 3 years older than me. They were a friendly outgoing family and I played with the younger members occasionally. They had a basketball net in their driveway and games of basketball occurred fairly regularly. Thanks to Ancestry.com I have been able to gather some new, and old, information about the family.

The family have all passed away now. My particular friend and the youngest of the 7 children passed in 2017 at the age of 84. She married in 19?? and had 7 children. The family lived in Acton, another suburb of Boston.

The father died of a sudden heart attack in 1955 (just 6 years after my father had suffered a similar fate).

The mother was a graduate of Radcliffe College and taught for a while before she married.

I am trying to include a newspaper clipping of the marriage of the mother and father in 1922, almost 100 years ago. Watch this space.

Raise your hand if you remember the Enniskerry Pottery. As one traveled south from Dublin out through Dundrum to Enniskerry and drove or cycled (or walked) down the final hill, this little shop/craft studio was located on the left hand side of the road just outside Enniskerry Village. (Just before the left turn to go to Bray). Enniskerry Pottery, run by 2 young women, Month Parkes and her friend, whose name I can’t remember. A cosy little studio/shop. Eventually it closed, remained abandoned, and was torn down. Sadly, Monah was an early victim of cancer.

Years ago I lived in St. Lucia in the West Indies. It was idyllic for our young family with 3 little boys. I took up sewing and also embroidery. I had a pattern on canvas and created a large picture using different embroidery stitches. I spent many an hour with my neighbor and good friend Mary Moore chatting away and working on my stitches while our young children played. It was a steep learning curve. Anyhow I eventually finished this large piece, which was a rather charming picture a girl on a swing. I had it framed. What to do with it?? In due course we returned to Dublin and I tried to sell it. I had it for sale in the Enniskerry Pottery – date 1974/75.

We weren’t back in Dublin for very long. A few months after our return from St. Lucia, we went to Fiji, really on the other side of the world. And that was the last I heard of the Enniskerry Pottery and my lovely wallhanging, the girl on a swing, outlined by embroidery stitches. I didn’t even have a photograph of the embroidery or the Enniskerry Pottery.

I actually do have the embroidery book I purchased in St. Lucia – it is sitting on my shelf right here at Ida Culver Broadview. That book is full of memories!