I may end up removing this post later on, but decided that perhaps someone needed to go first.
My first "Jansen" memory, is a visit to see G'ma and G'pa Jansen. I remember sitting on their short, cold, armless couch and being given a saucer with 4 or 5 potato chips. When I was done, I was shown the basement door and told I could go downstairs to play. All I remember of the downstairs were the seemingly endless rooms, the painted cement floor and the big fireplace.
Another visit comes to mind now. I can see G'ma Jansen sitting with me, Mom and someone else, at her kitchen table. Her permanently curved hand fit perfectly around her tea cup. She told me the story of how her wrist was broken.
I will add more links to family blogs/websites as they are sent to me.
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What about the Weeks'?
You think we should start another blog?
What did Grandma tell you about how she broke her wrist?
I remember bits, but that's all. I was quite young when she told me. Something about the nearest doctor being 50+ miles away and so her wrist was never set properly. It was curved for the rest of her life.
YA! Start a Weeks/Higgins blog.
You could put up my blog on your links lists on your blogs...have you forgotten about it? http://lillyofanwyn.blogspot.com/
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