tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51225068611239979142024-02-20T09:29:30.770-08:00Cousin QuestLooking for my cousins.ronandrosi.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18017561625133075475noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5122506861123997914.post-31856019779244168552016-07-29T09:53:00.003-07:002016-07-30T13:52:08.758-07:00Cousin Gathering July 2016<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Quite a few of my cousins from both Mom and Dad came to celebrate my Mom's life</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption">My ageless uncle, Marvin - still going strong at 95</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Mom's brother, Uncle Spud</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uncle Spud and cousin Ross</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My sister, Mona, with Uncle Spud</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cousin Rick - first time I've seen him in over 50 years - My Mom's sister's son</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cousin Ross, my Mom's brother's (Spud) son</td></tr>
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My son's wife, Tina, her grandson, Sammy, and my daughter, Amy, holding Sammy</div>
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Me - with thanks to my cousin, Jessie May's husband, Sandy for the great photos of the day</div>
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Cousin Jessie May, my Dad's sister's daughter </div>
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My grandson, Jesse</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bonny's daughter Carla's husband, Larry, holding Amy and Dan's dog, Tillie</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My sister Bonny's daughter, Kim, and sister Molly's daughter, Teri</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My niece, Carla's daughter, Brittany, and her cousin, Karma</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My granddaughter, Sara, with husband, Dan</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cousin Susie, my Dad's sister's daughter, and Cousin Eddie, my Dad's other sister's son</td></tr>
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ronandrosi.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18017561625133075475noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5122506861123997914.post-59563231977123183712016-07-24T08:03:00.000-07:002016-07-24T08:03:44.626-07:00Meeting More Cousins!<span style="font-size: large;">When I began my cousin quest a few years back, I thought it would go faster and differently. I started with a few cousins that I had kept in touch with over the years, and fully intended to do a profile on each as I met them. What I found was that when we got together, it was hard to single out one cousin to interview and do a post about. So as with everything else in life, this quest is evolving. I still would like to do an in depth profile of each as every one I have found has had an interesting life. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Eddie, Uncle Marvin, me, Susie, Theresa, Jessie May, Mona, Uncle Spud, Susie, Rick, and in front, the youngster, Ross. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">My cousin Susie's husband, Dean, and my Uncle Marvin, still going strong at 95.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">My cousin, Susie, from my Mom's side on the left, my cousin, Susie, from my Dad's side on the right. We are all about the same age, and they were some of my first companions. We lost touch for many years so it is pretty special to be reunited.</span><br />
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Clockwise from left, Jessie May, Susie, and Theresa holding my sister's grandson, Jackson</div>
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ronandrosi.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18017561625133075475noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5122506861123997914.post-61800010675340907052011-09-07T07:24:00.000-07:002011-09-07T07:24:26.516-07:00My Cousin Eddie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrAJFS8i6ZPqZBJzFxu2ybYDDUpbAEVc6andv_kf2vm-ZQwR9RaYkEQaof3x79jGm5OGr8qFAAaoTvUDIrYOtg6Sv-2OaLS8gFa5hyphenhyphenGaPi_KrbVAbloeZiCfKluJ9JV88xMFkMamEICHk/s1600/mccallfirstday+058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrAJFS8i6ZPqZBJzFxu2ybYDDUpbAEVc6andv_kf2vm-ZQwR9RaYkEQaof3x79jGm5OGr8qFAAaoTvUDIrYOtg6Sv-2OaLS8gFa5hyphenhyphenGaPi_KrbVAbloeZiCfKluJ9JV88xMFkMamEICHk/s320/mccallfirstday+058.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">My cousin Eddie is now retired, but he had 41 years at Boeing in the dream job: building model airplanes.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">He left this job to join the Navy for four years, but when he got out of the military, he went back to Boeing and once again became a model builder.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Working with blueprints from Engineering, he built models of every new plane. Each model went through extensive wind tunnel tests, coming back for modification to optimize lift, yaw, drag, etc. With the perfect wind tunnel located in England, he traveled there more times than he can count.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The wind tunnel is approximately 15 meters in diameter, so they built each model at the maximum size to still fit into the wind tunnel. Not your typical model airplane - with a wing span of 9' or more, a weight of several hundred pounds, and a cost of over a million dollars apiece.</span>ronandrosi.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18017561625133075475noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5122506861123997914.post-27002665476409956412010-07-20T18:38:00.000-07:002010-07-20T18:42:54.670-07:00My cousin Susie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5vOmgWCVKsvhc5Gd9kQwNkSn68xE5vg4YWY_zz4gTypCU_iQuoZOEKeP80T8dZGrvC8PGomj0ls2DN9TyMcE0ln6KUKifLRaD7CyzNQtFiGmPyVLX0oJRjyjttwm5fivLi11TaAgAILTI/s1600/daphneandsusie+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5vOmgWCVKsvhc5Gd9kQwNkSn68xE5vg4YWY_zz4gTypCU_iQuoZOEKeP80T8dZGrvC8PGomj0ls2DN9TyMcE0ln6KUKifLRaD7CyzNQtFiGmPyVLX0oJRjyjttwm5fivLi11TaAgAILTI/s320/daphneandsusie+031.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5vOmgWCVKsvhc5Gd9kQwNkSn68xE5vg4YWY_zz4gTypCU_iQuoZOEKeP80T8dZGrvC8PGomj0ls2DN9TyMcE0ln6KUKifLRaD7CyzNQtFiGmPyVLX0oJRjyjttwm5fivLi11TaAgAILTI/s1600/daphneandsusie+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Uncle Dick, 91 and counting. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I just connected with her last year, but she already feels like a dear sister. I was privileged to visit her art studio today. I am attaching pictures so you can see what an accomplished artist she is. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmLy1KOCr2SrxCPSXBLn346zdZ3fNZNLwyi3pyRUuw8eRfDaVNY-Eem8Li0E3nyConYlfoUMZ3TutJfMXz1oMSu4318aDf64eFN9u4OGxWqS-o4RBsaDONESdzLQ3yKux0DxkYx20Pb182/s1600/daphneandsusie+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmLy1KOCr2SrxCPSXBLn346zdZ3fNZNLwyi3pyRUuw8eRfDaVNY-Eem8Li0E3nyConYlfoUMZ3TutJfMXz1oMSu4318aDf64eFN9u4OGxWqS-o4RBsaDONESdzLQ3yKux0DxkYx20Pb182/s320/daphneandsusie+026.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7UrVden9PPk7qcb0ZqvWSztxukx1nMmsbou5Ys5vqKCyRxgFfiDj5gyCR-Snbf2rM3JpWitUVy7qv2w3IkdUeHBiszNgP817HR0gX8bdH2hiYu7FxJQT-IoskHyvTM80VtLu-8cAbSxNE/s1600/daphneandsusie+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7UrVden9PPk7qcb0ZqvWSztxukx1nMmsbou5Ys5vqKCyRxgFfiDj5gyCR-Snbf2rM3JpWitUVy7qv2w3IkdUeHBiszNgP817HR0gX8bdH2hiYu7FxJQT-IoskHyvTM80VtLu-8cAbSxNE/s320/daphneandsusie+025.JPG" /></a></div><br />
This cousin quest has already brought me a friend, who just happens to be one of my long lost cousins!ronandrosi.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18017561625133075475noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5122506861123997914.post-32657548504074675472010-01-02T08:29:00.000-08:002010-02-01T09:54:38.550-08:00Cousin QuestWhen I was growing up with a hermit father, I mostly missed out on interaction with my cousins. I don't even know how many I have or what their names are or where they live or what they do. My goal for 2010 is to seek them out and post a profile on each. I think there are about 26. I have them divided into several categories:<div><br /><div>1. Never lost - have seen them from time to time - at least I would recognize them if I met them in the street, and have either an address or email for them: (hopefully they will lead me to others)</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>a. On my father's side: Susie, Theresa</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>b. On my mother's side: Susie</div><div>2. Mostly lost - I might recognize them, might be able to contact them at present: (Thank you Facebook)</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>a. On my father's side: Chris</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>b. On my mother's side: Ross</div><div>3. I know their name:</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>a. On my father's side: Meredith, Alice, Bunny, Jessie Mae, Eddie, David, Patty</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>b. On my mother's side: Darian, Wendy, Rick, Mike, Pat, Johnny, Pete, Steven, Mimi, Diane</div><div><br /></div><div>4. Not sure of name, but know they exist:</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>a. On my father's side:</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>b. On my mother's side: Aunt Shirley 3 daughters?</div><div><br /></div><div>Yikes, this may be more of a job than I thought. </div><div><br /></div></div>ronandrosi.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18017561625133075475noreply@blogger.com0