tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353841027056144124.post6218053254534029855..comments2023-12-21T10:34:50.548-08:00Comments on The Old Trunk in the Attic: Tuesday, November 20, 1934 6:00 a.m.Laura Mattinglyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00522056774465727386noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353841027056144124.post-41339603161637885102017-01-18T19:26:52.083-08:002017-01-18T19:26:52.083-08:00Robert, thank you so much for sharing these storie...Robert, thank you so much for sharing these stories - they're wonderful! And thanks for sharing the picture of Bettie Spalding those years ago so that we can all put a face to her name now. It helps bring history to life. I appreciate your comments here!Laura Mattinglyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00522056774465727386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353841027056144124.post-22195171904497604252017-01-18T18:57:31.096-08:002017-01-18T18:57:31.096-08:00I well remember Lib and Ham from family visits to ...I well remember Lib and Ham from family visits to Kentucky. Lib was a first cousin of my mother Monica (Mills) Wise. She was the daughter of James Francis "Frank" Mills and Mary Louise "Lou" Spalding--who was a sister of Lib's father Mark "Marky" Spalding.<br />More than once around Christmas, my mother recalled and sang Lib's version of "Jingle Bells" from the time Ham courted her--"Oh what fun it is to ride in Hamilton Mattingly's Chevrolet!"<br />I remember Ham taking pictures of the knobs when the fall color peaked and commenting when they were "browning out." I remember Lib's putting together the family tree and am grateful to her. She was glad to receive from me a copy of a picture of the grandmother for which she was named, Harriet Elizabeth "Bettie" (Thomas) Spalding. This is the photo of her that is elsewhere on your site (which I came upon just today). It was Lib who taught me the right way to spell Bettie's name.<br />When my mother and her sisters Mary Wiesemann and Alberta Gandee went to Kentucky by bus once back in the sixties, they and some of their gal cousins attempted to climb the knob that is off to the northeast of the old Tunk place. They didn't make it all the way, but had a good time while trying. I do suppose that Lib was in that bunch that day.<br />My mother and her sisters would talk about how many were in the house on the old Tunk place when they went with their mother for extended stays. One of these stays was in 1923 after my mother's little sister Stella Marie died of diabetes. My Grandma went with all the children for a good stay at the farm. I heard but forget the total count in the house with them--Grandma's father Joe Tunk, and her sisters, and Uncle Marky and Aunt Cora Lou and their children. My Aunt Mary Wiesemann recalled Uncle Marky doing a little dance before the mirror before going into town on Saturday night.<br />When they went back to Akron, my grandfather had rented another house to spare his wife the sharper sadness of seeing the old house and its rooms. Grandma's cousin Joe Jack Thomas and his wife Hen shared that house with them for a time. They would move back to Kentucky and live in Lebanon.Robert Wise Jr.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353841027056144124.post-34789541393772573512016-12-31T15:48:11.436-08:002016-12-31T15:48:11.436-08:00Always grateful to have photos like this! Thanks ...Always grateful to have photos like this! Thanks for reading John. Laura Mattinglyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00522056774465727386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353841027056144124.post-25114875060225824502016-12-31T10:22:05.841-08:002016-12-31T10:22:05.841-08:00What a great portrait!What a great portrait!Johnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14139639019457759712noreply@blogger.com