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Sep 27, 2017

biblebuffjournal99 - MOTHER WAS A LADY -PART 1

WALKING BY FAITH - I KEEP CLIMBING

MOTHER WAS A LADY

                                                       by June Estelle Cash   
           

My memories of my mother was that she was a lady. 
      She fought for her kids.   She kept her integrity.  She stood on her ground when the question of her "morals" came up.  
       To begin with, Mother's name was Vida May Carpenter, born April 8, 1915.  It was a time of uncertainty, and yet of optimistic hope.   1914 was the year Forrest married Lillias, in the very beginning of a year when our country went to war.    Her first memory is of her grandmother  Vida May (Ingalls) Brewer who cared for her while her mother "recuperated" from having this little girl.     The love that Grandmother gave her was so unconditional that my mother fondly remembered as the R O C K of her family.
Forrest Raymond Carpenter, Mother's father, was working with the Electrical Company of the mill in Shelburne Falls, MA. 

          

This was Lillias May (Brewer) Carpenter
with her daughter Vida May, April  1915.

https://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g41809-Shelburne_Falls_Massachusetts-Vacations.html

SHELBURNE FALLS, MA 

https://www.shelburnefalls.com/


HERE ARE TWO PICTURES, ONE OF PRESENT DAY LOOK AT 
SHELBURNE FALLS OLD BUILDING, ALSO A PHOTO OF 
WINTER AT THE AREA WHERE THE BRIDGE IN SHELBURNE 
WAS.   TODAY IT IS NEWLY FURBISHED, BUT THEN IT WAS 
MERELY IRON GRID, EVEN UP TO 1987 WHEN WE VISITED THERE.

TODAY IT IS A FULLY CEMENTED BRIDGE, WITH MANY FLOWERS.

MOTHER'S SOON REALIZED THEY HAD A CHALLENGE ON THEIR HANDS.
SHE WAS A REDHEAD.  HER MOTHER WAS A REDHEAD.  HER GRANDFATHER WAS A REDHEAD.  AND SHE ASKED QUESTIONS.   INQUISITIVE, SHE WANTED TO KNOW 
"WHY?" 


Here we were.   Both parents were perplexed.
In 1915  Children WERE TO BE SILENT
AND NOT TO SPEAK UP

Why? 

She asked.

In that era of time, EMPLOYERS did not allow 
their children to play with the children of the 
EMPLOYED - the workers -  

it just was not done.

She took in what people said, and thought about them.   She was told, Vida, you cannot play with .....  The children of the 
workers were not to be her playmates.   

         Your father, her mother declared, is part of the Employer's staff- working as the Electrician - and you cannot play with the children of those who are not on the staff.      Why? she thought, was it B A D  to play with the children of the workers?  

         Mother did not know that the reputation of the mill was not good.   The conditions of the mill worker were less than what really was desirable.    Her father did NOT WANT HER to associate with them, for it would be too much a difficult influence for them to deal with.    And it could change her future.    Mother did discover that they put great store by her, and that they took time to instruct her to "be good"....
         Grandmother knew how to do that.   She had gone to the State Teacher's Academy, and she had taught Primary School for 3 years before Forrest found her.     

               Village of Shelburne Falls MA



                            When I was 13, Grandmother showed me this photo of her primary school where she taught.     She was an important piece of the puzzle of my life.   

                     
   Grandmother had taken a photo of this house, with someone sitting on the porch.   I understand it "belongs to the Brown family" so I assume that my Grandfather bought this, then sold it to a  "cousin" -  The Browns were their B E S T  friends.  It seems my grandmother was like "a sister" to her cousin Ann Brown.    
               
                      

Here is Anne Brown -  A dear friend of my Grandmothers as 
well as being a cousin.

The Browns were "cousins" and as they grew up had been in the summers 
right by each other on the famous tourist place at York Beach where 
the rich and famous gather.   At that time, however, there were about 8 
families - close friends - and quite a few relatives 
on that ridge that overlooked the beach in Maine.  

This is where the Nubble Light House is.   It no longer is operating,
but is kept for display there.   Its horn sounds the warning automatically.


This was Lillias May on her wedding day, 
such a lovely Bride.

Here is my Mother Vida with a lady that came to babysit her.
Her mother was quite weak after Vida's birth, and it was
a while before she began to resume her role as Mother.


My Grand-uncle Albert Carpenter visiting at York Beach Maine
probably on the Wedding Day - or when Forrest his brother visited Lillias before getting married in 1914. 

     This house still is there, I sat on the porch in 1987 when I went with my husband Henry Cash to see it. It seems to me I believe that Mother grew up knowing a strong family, knowing she was loved, and knowing that the family really dared to believe in a future.

I believe this is  York Beach view from the Lighthouse, 
because the bay is like a  U shape and so it would be Eastham.
Eastham was on Cape Cod MA itself, and York Beach is 
a cove on the shore of Mass.   

Vida here on the left, with her sisters Althea and Esther.
Many happy memories in York Beach, Maine.

I believe that my residence in Blaine at Drayton Harbor WA is in conformity with the heritage I have with my Mother, Grandmother, and Great Grandparents.   
My Grandmother Lillias Carpenter was a woman of strong faith.  She had been raised by her folks in the Methodist Church in Eastham.  Her father Luther Wilbur Brewer was a leather tanner who faithfully served the Lord as a deacon in his church.

This is a very old photo from 1914 when Grandmother and Grandfather got married.   I don't know the details, but you
can see in this photo my grandmother in her wedding dress, with what seems to be grandpa, with others over closer to the water.

I understand they had to have three certificates of the marriage because they lived in different counties, and the work also was in another place. 


This was the Waterworks in Shelburne Falls MA where Grandpa worked.



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They moved to Adams MA where Mother and her sisters were very close. Here is Esther on the right, with Me next to Mother -  Vida May Donato.   

I thought this my aunt not me, but my mother was just 17 when she gave birth to me.
So I believe this is me.  It would 1934, because I look about 9 months old, it would be Spring.


God had His hand upon my life
because of my Mother.  
How she loved me.

If you are a mother,
always be your child's best friend.
Let them talk to you.
Be there.
Listen.
Love.
and be firm to teach them God's Way not the world's way. 

John 3.16
FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD
THAT HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON
THAT WHOSOEVER BELIEVETH IN HIM
SHOULD NOT PERISH
BUT HAVE EVERLASTING LIFE.



Here is my father and mother
and me   1933   June 11  I am two days old.

biblebuffjournal99 - LIFE IS TO BE LIVED -WALKING BY FAITH

WALKING BY FAITH - I KEEP CLIMBING

LIFE IS TO BE LIVED 

  Life is to be lived, one
          step, one corner 
          at a time until
We arrive at the crest.
        Wistfully looking at
         the horizon below
And before, one step 
         begins the descent 
                around 
                          and 
                  down,
All the while remembering 
        the splash of colors,
        the shadows and shapes
         the hint of glory to come.

Life is to be lived, until
       we reach our Destiny, 
       Home with the Father 
       at last.   Then LIFE  really 
        begins.
                          June Estelle Cash   May 30, 1991

         Some years back, when my husband candidated for a number of churches out in the Northwest, we went to Surprise Valley, coming down from Oregon into California by way of Fandango Pass.   It was a road that was built for the wagons - it zigzagged down in order to give a horse driven wagon a way to go down.
It was there that a massacre occurred many years ago.   But it was a most interesting unforgettable drive down this road for me.   
         This poem which I wrote later expresses how I feel about Life in what seems to be a precarious experience at times.

          






Goose lake is a lake which is boundaried by both 

California and Oregon.

In order to come from Klamath Falls, OR 

we came down on 

Fandango Pass. 






Here is another shot from Cedarville CA

of the Mountains down which we came.



Here we can see Goose Lake from the trail.

In this map, you can see how we
came down.   The view is wonderful, but
expect to be s l o w  in driving down
this pass.   It is not a highway.

Goose lake is in both states.
If you ever go there, it is well worth the trip.  


We went to Fort Bidwell.  You can see from this map just how close it is here.   Very interesting to find OLD WEST 
life still pretty much life here.

Fort Bidwell   Not big, but nice. 



Most of the way the road looks like this,
but this is more level than on higher.  

The rocks speak of God's glory - with shapes here that make me think of huge turtles that were petrified in the aftermath of the  flood.   
                ARK - ENCOUNTER museum


  
Here is the Surprise Valley - Cedarville Community Church.
It seemed it was "way out in the middle of nowhere" 

Everyone was happy to see us, and Henry preached,
and I taught the children in S. S.  while he taught the adults.

We went there just that one time.

http://itsaroadtrip.com/road-trip-cedarville/


This link will take you to the Restaurant where we 
ate going there and going back to Lakeview Or.
It was so fascinating to watch an empty road become full of trucks 
and one by one and sometimes 50 people came in at once 
while eating, I observed that everyone was taken care of.
A very good restaurant this was, and I found it on line,
so I am sharing with anyone who is 
interested. 

What a wondrous message in God's Word!
My sins are blotted out, I know ! 
If I trust in His redeeming blood,
My sins are blotted out, I know!

My sins are blotted out, I know !
My sins are blotted out, I know !
They are buried in the depths of the deepest sea:
My sins are blotted out, I know!

Once my heart was black, but now what joy,
My sins are blotted out, I know !
I have peace that nothing can destroy, 
My sins are blotted out, I know!

I shall stand some day before my King,
My sins are blotted out, I know !
With the ransomed host I then shall sing
My sins are blotted out, I know !

My sins are blotted out, I know !
My sins are blotted out, I know !
They are buried in the depths of the deepest sea:
My sins are blotted out, I know!

Remember that this Bibleladyjunebug99 is on a journey with her Savior and Lord.  Come journey with me in my biblebuffjournal99 
Walking by faith - I keep climbing,  my blogs are listed on the blog links.    Also I have linked many places for you to explore even here on the vast internet for Bible sites I recommend.  

Psalms 62.8
Trust in Him at all times; ye people, pour out 
your heart before Him, God is a refuge 
for us.  Selah.  (Think about it.)  

GOSPEL - HEART HEALTH

GOD'S GREATEST GIFT - By Wm Henry Cash, Jr - 1968

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