Tuesdays with Moisi

I have a lot I want to share on my blog about my dear old Pop and his story. He was known as…Moisey (Moses/Moisi/Morris) Timofeyovich Bagdanov. For a time I will post part of my Pop’s story on Tuesdays. Every Tuesday was my day to call Pop and touch bases with him. For this first Tuesday I’m starting with our goodbyes to him on this earth. This was his viewing at Rose Hills on Thursday evening July 19, 2018.

Many friends and family were able to come and go over a 4 hour period. It was good to see and catch up with those we haven’t seenΒ  since our mom’s funeral.

The casual service ended up being a hymn sing with requests from the friends and family who came. Our brother in law, Len, led the singing. It was so good to sing those great old hymns with true words that resonate today.

Some of our girls and nieces.

My sister Lana read this portion from the Bible that was referenced on this puzzle our Pop put together in his last years. These are his hands.

Exodus 15:2 The Lord is my strength and my song, and he has become my salvation;
this is my God, and I will praise him, my father’s God and I will exalt him.”

Next Tuesday will be a photo overload from the funeral service, graveside service and reception.

Onward…

Our third container made it’s way to the yard on Monday morning. The sign was taken down Monday afternoon. We spent the night at our kids’ home north west from us. Drove over to the old house to empty out the freezer and hand over the keys on Tuesday. Our agent brought us some nice gifts and we said our goodbyes to the house. We still have exclusive access to our 44′ x 24′ shop till the end of August which is a blessing to us for sure. The heat wasn’t as bad today as yesterday which was a relief. Tomorrow we head to Colville to look at 7 houses. Maybe we’ll be able to put an offer on one of them. Time will tell. Hopefully cooler days will prevail over there, too.

This was a fun photo that popped up on Facebook from my niece Michelle taken at our Pop’s viewing.

My grandniece Avery, our grand Addy and our youngest niece, Hope. Addy really bonded with Hope. When Hope was around I was chopped liver. πŸ™‚ It’s fun to see how little ones light up and enjoy the younger set.

Thank you, thank you, thank you, for all your prayers and thoughts and encouragement during this season of upheaval in our day to day life.

Camping at Home…

We are down to a two person section of our couch and a mattress on our basement floor at this old house. We still have our patio furniture on the deck so we have a table to eat at. It’s like camping around here with just a few essentials for everyday living. Once the TV and mattress are loaded we will move into son #1’s home.

From there we will make trips to son #2 for house hunting.

While we are here daughter and son in law are helping us prepare for our move along with son #1 and daughter in law.

The plus side of our mattress being moved down to the basement is how nice and cool it is down there compared to our upstairs bedroom. Cooler, darker and quieter. We’ve had several days of hot hot weather here in the Seattle area. The hottest day is suppose to be on Sunday. So thankful and grateful for our kids and how helpful they are and for our friends who have helped us out, too. Looking forward to cooler days next week!

 

Adieu to California

Our dear old Pop’s signature farewell to us. He always said it three times. A friend of our niece’s left this sign on her doorstep the day after our Pop’s funeral. Such a sweet thoughtful gift. I think all of us will be having these signs made soon.

Heading home to continue to empty out our home. We’ve got 7 days left. Thank you once again for your prayers and encouragement. I really do appreciate all of you.

When the Day of Toil is Done ~ Hymn

When the Day of Toil is Done

When the day of toil is done,
When the race of life is run,
Father, grant Thy wearied one
Rest forevermore.

When the strife of sin is stilled,
When the foe within is killed,
Be Thy gracious Word fulfilled:
Peace forevermore.

When the darkness melts away
At the breaking of the day,
Bid us hail the cheering ray:
Light forevermore.

When the heart by sorrow tried,
Feels at length its throbs subside,
Bring us, where all tears are dried,
Joy forevermore.

When for vanished days we yearn,
Days that never can return,
Teach us in Thy love to learn
Love forevermore.

When the breath of life is flown,
When the grave must claim its own,
Lord of life, be ours Thy crown,
Life forevermore.

Words: John Ellerton, 1870.

There is More to Come…

Moisi’s kids at his funeral, oldest to youngest, Kathy, Vera, Ellen, Tim, Steve, Lana and Leonard.

The next generation. Moisi’s grandchildren and great grandchildren with spouses.

It was an exceptional day of mourning and rejoicing for the life God gave to our dear old Pop.

When I get back to a place of quiet in my brain I’ll post a complete recap of our laments and our rejoicing.

California Here I Come…

…right back where I started from.

Thank you so much for all your kind thoughts, prayers and wishes for me and my family as we bury our dear old Pop and as we work on our big move across the state. I appreciate all of you and your compassion to me. This verse from the New Testament will be read at the end of our Pop’s eulogy.

James 1:12

12Β Blessed is the man who remains steadfast under trial, for when he has stood the test he will receive the crown of life, which God has promised to those who love him.

Summer Company

Our first summer visitors arrived in Western Washington on Tuesday June 19th. I know it wasn’t technically summer yet but they are all on summer vacation from school year responsibilities. I’m Great Auntie to Jack and Avery.

Our kids love their cousins. Our niece, Michelle, is my eldest sister’s firstborn daughter.

The girls broke away from the backyard to a local nail salon to get a fresh pedicure. It’s hard to see Avery’s glittery nails.

Time to stoke the fire and warm up the toes.

After our time at Josh and Laura’s on Wednesday, Laura took the Southern California crew for a few hour tour of Whidbey Island on Thursday. That tour ended in a ferry ride back to the mainland and we all met up at our local Mexican restaurant for dinner and a stop at our home. Avery was very sad that we are selling this old house. She’s made memories here over the years.

Before they visited us they made a stop at Dan, Jamie, and Addy’s home for a night. Addy enjoyed their visit.

Meanwhile in Eastern Washington, Addy has finally decided she enjoys spaghetti. Today is Addy’s mommy and daddy’s 3 year wedding anniversary. Happy Anniversary Dan and Jamie. So glad God brought you together.

We have made our flight arrangements to Southern California for our Pop/Dzeda’s funeral which we postponed to July 19th and 20th so that all the out of towners could get reasonable prices for our trips. Our pop will be buried next to our mom at Rose Hills Cemetery in Whittier, California. On Thursday evening, July 19th, we will have a viewing and on Friday July 20th at 11:00 am we will have the funeral at Rose Hills followed by a lunch/reception at Brea Baptist Church in Brea, California.

Keep the Old ~ Monday Mosaics

16265595_10212122633486947_7943960224829511106_nMake new friends but keep the old, one is silver the other gold. A week ago Monday I was able to attend the memorial service for my long time friend Heidi’s mother in Tustin, California. We had a message in Russian and a message in English. Heidi’s son, son-in-law, and brother gave eulogies and remembrances of their grandmother and mother. My brother-in-law led us in singing familiar hymns and the singing was robust with organ accompaniment.

2017-01-24-miscThe service was held at the same church that Ken and Heidi were married in back in 1978. I was her matron of honor. Heidi and I have been the best of friends since 1969. We spent countless hours in each others homes and around each of our sets ofΒ  parents and siblings. Heidi lived in Dear and my home during her engagement to Ken.

2017-01-24-misc1The photo on the top of the mosaic is of me, George (Heidi’s brother), and Heidi. The lower photos are of Dear’s brother and sister-in-law and friends of ours from our Christian Rock band years.

misc-so-cal-1-17-034Me and two of my sisters with our dear old Pop. Our extended family and Heidi’s family attended the same Russian Baptist church growing up.

misc-so-cal-1-17-032Two of my sisters with a cousin and cousins by marriage.

2017-01-24-misc2My cousin Jim with my pop, Jim’s uncle. Can you see some resemblance? Jim’s father was one of my father’s older brothers. Me and my bestie from college days, Jeanie, who married my cousin Jim.

arroyo-dr3Heidi and I had many adventures together from 1969 and on. We traveled the East Coast of the U.S. in 1970 and traveled to England with our rock band more than once. Our kids were born in alternate years, our Josh in 1979, their Nikki in 1980, our Dan in 1981 and their Nathan in 1982.Β  We added one more with Katie in 1985.

ventura11Our kids enjoyed their times together when they were little. We moved to Washington State in 1988 and then our visits were few and far between and the times we get together now are for events like weddings, baby showers, or funerals.

mohai70After the memorial service two of my sisters and I spent late afternoon and early evening with Ken and Heidi in their home with their kids and grandsons. So many good memories shared. It was so encouraging to see the relational dynamic within their growing family and get to know Nikki’s and Nathan’s spouses better. We loved those kids as little ones and really enjoy them now as adults. I wish I would have thought to take a photo during our time. Our hearts are with you as you miss the presence of your mother, grandmother and Gigi here on earth.

Linking up to Mosaic Monday with Maggie at Normandy Life.

Veterans Day Five x Five

 

They Did Their Share

On Veteran’s Day we honor
Soldiers who protect our nation.
For their service as our warriors,
They deserve our admiration.

Some of them were drafted;
Some were volunteers;
For some it was just yesterday;
For some it’s been many years;

In the jungle or the desert,
On land or on the sea,
They did whatever was assigned
To produce a victory.

Some came back; some didn’t.
They defended us everywhere.
Some saw combat; some rode a desk;
All of them did their share.

No matter what the duty,
For low pay and little glory,
These soldiers gave up normal lives,
For duties mundane and gory.

Let every veteran be honored;
Don’t let politics get in the way.
Without them, freedom would have died;
What they did, we can’t repay.

We owe so much to them,
Who kept us safe from terror,
So when we see a uniform,
Let’s say β€œthank you” to every wearer.

By Joanna Fuchs

For the record and something I learned from family experience is that soldiers is not a term that describes all of our military.

United States Marines don’t like to be called soldiers. Unless you wish to cause mild offense, refer to them as Marines (usually capitalized). Members of the U.S. Army and National Guard are soldiers. Members of the Air Force are airmen. Members of the Navy are sailors.

 

 

The Veteran on the left served in 3 wars, World War II, Korean War, and Viet Nam. The Veteran on the right served in Viet Nam and is now part of the Patriot Guard Riders.

 

Our daughter Katie married her husband while he was in the Marine Corps and before his first deployment to Afghanistan.

 

Every year, on 11Β November at 11Β am – the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month – we pause to remember those men and women who have died or suffered in all wars, conflicts and peace operations.

Marine Birthday BallThis is our Marine with our daughter. This was taken at the Marine Ball.

 

Thank you to all our Veterans from all branches of service! Thank you for your service to your fellow man! We appreciate your sacrifice.

A year ago today we laid to rest a Veteran and brother in the Lord surrounded by other veterans from the Southern California Patriot Guard Riders.

Nick's Funeral 099My brother-in-law Nick served in Vietnam and suffered deeply. He died last October 29th and he was buried at the Riverside National Cemetery on November 10th, the day before Veterans Day.

Our son Josh wrote this tribute after Nick’s funeral that we all attended on Tuesday November 10th. This will be the first of a few posts from our time together celebrating Nick’s life on this earth.

β€œCelebrated the life of my uncle, Nick Titov yesterday. He was a hero for God, Country, and others by serving each sacrificially with Love. A veteran of the Vietnam War, who was laid to rest among 200,000 flag laden graves of fellow servicemen and woman, including my grandfather, Rex at Riverside National Cemetery in California. Thank you for your service to our country Nick! Thank you for your service to our country Titov family. Thank you Veterans and families! Your service and sacrifice can never be repaid, will never be forgotten, and is appreciated more than you know!”

 

The Patriot Guard Riders of Southern California attended Nick’s services. The Patriot Guard attends Fallen Soldier military funerals to show honor and respect to our country’s fallen heroes, their families, and their communities, and to shield them from protesters. They attend the funeral as invited guests of the Fallen Soldier’s family.

Nick enlisted in the United States Army and proudly served his country during the Vietnam War. His years of service were from 1967 to 1969. Nicholas’s job in the service was with Army Intelligence. He had obtained the rank of SP5 at the time of his honorable discharge.

Our niece Debbee and nephew David delivered Nick’s eulogy during the service. They shared some memorable times growing up with Nick as their dad. We cried and we laughed at some of the stories they shared. Our niece Michelle sang β€œNo More Night”. Our brother Steve delivered a poignant message about death. One thing I took away from the message is that Jesus is the one who rescues us from our body of death.

 

No More Night

The timeless theme, Earth and Heaven will pass away
Its not a dream, God will make all things new that day
Gone is the curse from which I stumbled and fell
Evil is banished to eternal hell

 

No more night, no more pain
No more tears, never crying again
And praises to the great, β€œI AM”
We will live in the light of the risen Lamb

 

See all around, now the nations bow down to sing
The only sound is the praises to Christ, our King
Slowly the names from the book are read
I know the King, so there’s no need to dread

 

No more night, no more pain
No more tears, never crying again
And praises to the great, β€œI AM”
We will live in the light of the risen Lamb

 

 

The Patriot Guard Riders escort!

 

 

 

 

 

 

A United States flag drapes the casket of deceased veterans to honor the memory of their service to America. The flag is placed so that the blue field with stars is at the head and over the left shoulder of the deceased.

 

Riverside National Cemetery is a cemetery located in Riverside, California, dedicated to the internment of United States military personnel. The services are performed at one of several pavilions located on the cemetery grounds. The actual burial is performed at a later time. Because Nick’s funeral was scheduled on the day before Veteran’s day each grave site was honored with an American flag.

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Dear has one brother and some of their family and our family were together at Nick’s funeral so we searched the rise above the ceremony for Nick in search of Dear’s father Rex’s grave at this same cemetery. Rex, Dear’s father, a veteran of the 2nd World War was buried here in 1985 a couple months before our Katie was born.Β  These are Rex’s sons and their families except for our niece Jenna with her husband Justin and Rex’s great grandchildren Skylar and Travis.

I thank God this week for our Veterans, for our son in law and for God protecting him during his service and two tours of duty in Afghanistan, for God’s comfort and protection of my sister Vera widowed when her Veteran who suffered for our country died last year, for my father in law who served his country and loved his wife and family, for our country-the home of the free and the brave.

Forgive me for giving you more than five for.., Friday’s Fave Five, and Foodie Friday and Everything Else but Veterans Day is worth it.Β  Thank you Susanne, and Michael Lee.

Photobucket is holding many of my photos from this post hostage. I apologize…