Showing posts with label Pearl Hanson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pearl Hanson. Show all posts
Saturday, June 29, 2013
THE MIESKE GIRLS
Monday, January 30, 2012
Dean Growing Up
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| Dean Hanson at 2127 Pioneer Dr, Jackson MI |
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| Dean in Kindergarten, Harrington, '71-'72 |
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| Dean 1976 |
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| 1977 |
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| 1982 |
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| Pearl, Rudy and Dean July 1983 |
1947 Valley Forge, PA
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| 2 Nov 1947 Rudy holding David Hanson |
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| This is the original Church used by the soldiers during the battle of Valley Forge 2 Nov 1947 Rudy and David |
Family Photos
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| Back: Pearl Mieske Hanson, Alma Mieske Kelly, Mom Mieske Front: David Hanson, Tim Kelly, Rudy Hanson |
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| Rudy, David and Pearl at 555 Hudson Ave |
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| Pearl, Rudy and David |
Darrell and Karen's Wedding
Karen Ann Swackhamer, 19 years old |
| Rudy, Darrell, Karen, Pearl July 27, 1974 |
Darrell Growing Up
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| Pearl and Darrell 1959 |
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| Darrell 12/65 |
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| Dean 5 months, Darrell 11 years Nov '66 |
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| Darrell, 19 April 1970, 14 years |
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| Darrell 7th Grade |
Friday, January 27, 2012
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
"THANKS MOM"
SUBMITTED BY DAR HANSON- sent for Moms birthday in 1979
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM
THANK YOU FOR:
PEGGING MY JEANS
ACCEPTING ALL MY FRIENDS
GERMAN PANCAKES FOR MY BIRTHDAY
A MILLION HUGS & SQUEEKY KISSES
HELPING PASS MY DRIVERS TEST
PLANNING LEGENDARY SLUMBER PARTIES
PLAYING THE SPINNING SONG ON THE PIANO (WHENEVER WE ASKED!)
YOUR GOOD TASTE
CURING MY EARACHES
HOME FROM CHURCH CAMP TO A TOTALLY TRANSFORMED BEDROOM
(EXACTLY HOW I'D DREAMED IT INCLUDING THAT PINK PRINCESS PHONE DAD HAD BEEN VETO-ING!)
ALWAYS REMINDING US KIDS TO LOVE EACH OTHERBLUE MORNING GLORYS ON STRINGS ON THE PORCH
PULLING MY HAIR THRU THE FROSTING CAP
LATE NIGHT ICE TEAS
TEACHING ME HOMEMAKING SKILLS (REMEMBER THE YELLOW ROBE WITH THE CROOKED ARMS?)
LAUGHING TOGETHER
RUBBING MY HEAD
DRIVING US TO ENDLESS DANCES
TELLING ME I WAS SPECIAL, IMPORTANT, AND BEAUTIFUL INSIDE
LETTING DEAN BE MY BABY TOO
SPANKING THE SINK WHEN I SLIPPED AS A TODDLER AND HIT MY JAW ON IT ("BAD SINK!!")
A DEEP LOVE OF ANIMALS & NATURE
YOUR PARTY PURSES
WAITING UP LATE TIL I GOT HOME AND NEVER TELLING DAD
THE ABILITY TO LAUGH AT MYSELF
MENDING, MENDING, MENDING
UNENDING PATIENCE
MY BIG BLUE EYES
AND A MILLION OTHER THINGS...
MOM, THE BEST THING ABOUT YOU IS YOUR HEART. YOU TAUGHT ME BY EXAMPLE THAT LOVE ONLY MULTIPLIES AND JOY IS ALL AROUND. YOU'RE THE GREATEST TEACHER...HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! I LOVE YOU. FROM YOUR FAVORITE DAUGHTER, DARLENE OXO
Monday, January 9, 2012
Abt 1966 It is better to have wheels
We grew up with lawn mowers, go carts and mini bikes. My dad took a stingray bicycle frame and mounted a motor on a board with a belt drive and foot operated idler clutch pulley. We started off with small motors, but quickly grew tired of the slow speeds of about 20 miles per hour. We graduated to a 4 HP that was quite a bit heavier and too big to fit under the seat. The larger motor had to hang off to the side. The farther it stuck out, the more out of balance the little bike was. We had to compensate by leaning the other way. Now the bike went about 40 MPH. I imagine the neighbors thought it kind of comical and stupid to see us coming down the road at about a 30deg angle, sometimes barefoot, certainly with shorts on. The tires we had were from a reel type mower that had slip on tires. These tires were made to go about 1 mile per hour. When we would crank it up to full speed, the rubber tires would grow to about 1.5 times the diameter and sometimes slip off the wheel, making our ride quite slippery.
One time I was going full speed down Pioneer Drive headed home in front of Danny King’s house when not only the tires fell off but I lost the entire front wheel. Needless to say, going full speed with only front forks to ride on did not make for a pleasant sudden stop. I dragged myself home and thought I better clean up before anyone saw me. I was rinsing off in the tub when mom came in. I was pretty bloody, but the tub filled with a few inches of water did not help make it look less deadly. My mother (Pearl) about lost it. It took several weeks for all the scabs to stop hurting, then it was back to rebuilding the mini bike again.
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Amalie Schmidtke
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| Amalie Schmidtke, early 20's, before she married Paul Mieske 1925 Wedding photo of Amalie Mieske (Amelie is Mom to Pearl Hanson and Alma Kelly (now Spurlin))  |
Piano
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| Kellan Hanson, Amy Hicks Hanson, Pearl Hanson |
Pearl's Family
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| Pearl's Mom: Amalie, Pearl's sister: Alma, Pearl, and Rudy holding David Hanson |
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| Rudy, Alma's husband: Phil Kelly, Phil's mom: Enid, Alma and Pearl 3 children: Tim Kelly, David and Doug Hanson |
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