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| Robert Peck, 1951 - 1997 |
All
my life, my family has called me "Sis". Now that there are only three
of us, hearing "Sis" comes less and less frequently. That fact pulls out
stories about a few of those times.
My
brother Robert was born January 14, 1951. Then about eleven months
later, I was born on December 4, 1951. We were inseparable, sometimes
enemies and sometimes friends. But, always always we were ready to be
there for the other.
Robert
was able to talk me into cook or bake a treat for him. How, I don't
know. "Sis...let's make some..." only he did not do the work.
He
convinced me to make deep-fried onion rings on Sunday afternoon. My
hair smelled like onions even when we went to church at night. Had to
shampoo several times to remove that odor. Then he thought frying up
some bologna sounded good and I made that for him.
But, Robert's favorites were anything sweet. Again, he would say, "Sis...let's make some..." I would sigh, but there would quickly be some dessert of any type.
Here
are some of his favorites, taken from Mom's cook book given to her as a
wedding present in 1946. The binding is gone, pages fragile and
crumbling. Lots of splatters and wear speak volumes.
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| God bless Betty Crocker. |
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| She taught many war brides how to cook. |
Sis.
How I would love to hear Robert say "Sis...let's make some..." again.
I probably would mix up hundreds of batches, just for him.
Robert is holding his son Tony. Robert was a big man, and Tony is now.
Robert is on the left. His vision was so bad, and no one knew it until he was 2 or 3. I am on the right in a red gingham dress. Mom is holding me, I don't know how she survived. My father is the handsome dark man. His family were from the Iroquois tribes; he and his brother had features and skin color from that.
Precious memories. And yes, our brothers can (and did) manipulate us so very well.
ReplyDeleteHe was an experienced manipulator. He could convince me of almost anything.
DeleteIt is. And, I regret in not writing them down.
ReplyDeleteIt's the annoying things that we end up missing the most.
ReplyDeleteIt is also amazing. even though something might be 60 years ago, I will always remember it. That's just how I roll.
DeleteSome of the pictures aren't showing, probably they will if I check in later. I don't remember being close to my brother and then mum took him with her when she left, he was just six. We have reconnected now, but have different childhood memories.
ReplyDeleteI hope you check back at the 2 photos. These photos are from the 70s when the picture resolution was poor. I am so glad you and your brother have met up.
DeleteBrothers are wonderfully terrible and terribly wonderful, aren't they.
ReplyDeleteThe bottom two pictures are not showing up for me, either.
Dang photos. I'll check those guys out. I had three brothers, two of whom have died. One from a brain tumor, and the other for sepsis following surgery. Robert was 46 and Bill was 44.
DeleteThat's way too young, i'm so sorry.
DeleteThe bottom two photos are not showing. Your brothers died far too early. How wonderful to have those strong memories of Robert.
ReplyDeleteI'll try those dang photos again. Robert, oh Robert.
DeleteI'm sorry you can't make goodies for your brother anymore. Hold on to the memories though.
ReplyDeleteAnd yeah, can't see last two photos.
I downloaded better copies, so I hope these will show up.
DeleteSorry, they are still not showing up.
DeleteCould you try one more time? I have done every trick I know, short of burning incense and lighting candles.
DeleteI've tried on two tablets, a phone and a laptop, no photos. Please don't stress over it, though, it's probably something in blogger that doesn't want to cooperate.
ReplyDeleteI am so disappointed. these are wonderful photos. Grrr
DeleteThose are priceless memories and bring smiles to your face, I bet.
ReplyDeleteThey do. I will scroll back to this post to see his face.
DeleteReminds me that dad and his brothers always called their two sisters, "Sis", and "Miss".
ReplyDeleteI wonder why that is so. Southern culture?
DeleteNot in Indiana...
DeleteHi Susan! Happy New Year! I can't see the bottom two pictures? And yes, I know the wish to hear someone say something familiar once again.
ReplyDeleteRosey!! So good to see your name! Are you still teaching?
DeleteI have replaced the two last photos several times. I even messed up their locations. Why is this so important? I miss the sounds of a family dinner and all that surrounded it. I miss my brother.
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday to your precious brother dear Susan.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing beautiful treasured memories. No doubt such treasures can uplift our soul instantly!
My tears rolling down as this reminds me my own (late)elder brother who died at the age of 13 when I was 8 probably.
Couldn't open pictures sadly for some reason.
Hugs and blessings
Good to see your name!
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