Our sphere of happiness has increased to the point that this will be written in a new format so that I can give all “my darlings” a little update.
This will be the 54th Christmas that “Hermie Honey” and I will be together. He is now 74 and still that raging stallion of a man to me. In charge, formidable, Okie through and through, but mellowed. Or perhaps it is just that he has been purified into pure gold by all the challenges and adventures of life. Either way, yes, he was/is the inspiration/model for Dalton in Greyhound Lady Walking and he will always own the credit for me becoming a published author and writing what I know and love.
Trula Dee, our first born rock’s her 50’s with hubby Lonn. The two can be found on their “dream boat” on a Wisconsin lake any day of the summer. She has managed to have it all: Marriage, five kiddos, a career and the man who is her soulmate.
Steve with wife Kelli Jacque Grubbs:
Steve, second born, is also making sure grass doesn’ grow under his feet in his 50’s and took on a position with a national presidential campaign. (Not his first rodeo). He and Kelli continue to make time for each other racking up the frequent flier miles to keep themselves in touch with their 4 children who are in different states/universities, with one still at home in high school and one who returned after college to work with a new company for the Victory Companies Steve and Kelli founded, and now run together. Davenport, Iowa keeps them grounded and is the “heart of the Iowa Grubbs”.
Shannon, “our Baby” is doing more traveling to build up stamina to “rock” her 50’s when she gets there (very soon). She and her children just moved into their first new home and their only complaint thus far is that it’s “too big” but they love finding ways to fill it with friends. Ohio suits them.
HOLD ON TO YOUR HATS; NOW, ABOUT THOSE ELEVEN GRANDCHILDREN.
FIRST TRULA DEE’S: Adam was our first of eleven to marry. Stellar event.
My family from l-r: Zach, Aspen, Lonn, Crystal, Adam, Trula, Steven, and Dakota. WHAT A FAMILY! BLESSED ,
AND BRINGING UP THE REAR, WHO ELSE ?
LITTLE OLD ME: I ALWAYS GET THE LAST WORD YOU KNOW……….
I961 was a pivotal year, my sister had married and in a month, I would marry my Okie Boy. Who would have guessed that 54 years later, here we would be? Three children, eleven grandchildren, and them beginning to find their loves and move this family forward and upward. I can only say that I am humbled the Lord saw fit to let me survive many challenges and life-lessons, and arrive here with a song still in my heart about the journey.
As I wish you all a Merry Christmas from me, and hope whatever you are celebrating this season, be it a different holiday or not, that we can each take a moment to reflect on what brought us together as friends, and gives us hope that this world will find its way to co-exist in peace for the sake of our future generations.
Thank you each and everyone for your love and for loving our family, and may God bless you “real good” as we Okie’s like to say.
Herman and Joyce
From our back yard to yours. Photographed by Herm