Tuesdays With Moisi

For Father’s day in 1987 we gathered at a park in Southern California for food and a baseball game. We ordered t-shirts for everyone, red for all the kids, blue for all the adults. The baseball game was kids vs. adults. It was a fun gathering. I’m guessing the kids won the baseball game. Our Katie was the youngest of Moisi and Nadia’s grandchildren at this time. Moisi is next to her in this photo. We included Dear’s family for this gathering so Jenna and Annie are in the line-up along with all of Moisi’s grandchildren to date. We lined the kids up according to age.

(Jenna), Danielle, Debbee, John, David, Michelle, Joshua, (Annie), Michael, Daniel, Melissa, Stephen, Timothy, Katie and our Patriarch, Moisi. More grandchildren were born after this gathering. Timothy has 3 more brothers, Levi, Caleb and Joseph. After our brother Tim’s first wife passed away he married Letty who has two sons, Derek and Anthony. Our brother Leonard was married in 2004 (?) and has two children, Hope and Andrew. Nineteen grandchildren in all. I won’t mention the great grandchildren here.

July of 1988

April of 2013 ~children, grandchildren and great grandchildren. Several family members are missing in this photo.

September of 2013 at Nadia’s, our mom’s,  funeral~grandchildren and spouses and 3 great-grandchildren.

January 2017~Grandchildren and spouses and two great-grandchildren.

July 2018 at Moisi’s funeral. Grandchildren with spouses and five great-grandchildren. As usual several are missing.


A Hymn to Honor My Heavenly and Earthly Father!


Happy the Home When God is There

words by Henry Ware, Jr. (1794-1843)

Happy the home when God is there,
And love fills every breast;
When one their wish, and one their prayer,
And one their heav’nly rest.

Happy the home where Jesus’ Name
Is sweet to every ear;
Where children early speak His fame,
And parents hold Him dear.

Happy the home where prayer is heard,
And praise each day does rise;
Where parents love the sacred Word
And all its wisdom prize.

Lord, let us in our homes agree
This blessèd peace to gain;
Unite our hearts in love to Thee,
And love to all will reign.

I’m thankful to God for my father and the father of my children and my children by marriage. Both my father and my Dear are good fathers that their children respect and honor. What a blessing it is…Happy Father’s Day Pop and  Dear!

2013-03-24 Backup

My Father Knows ~ Hymn

My Father Knows

I know my heavenly Father knows
The storms that would my way oppose;
But He can drive the clouds away,
And turn the darkness into day.

I know my heavenly Father knows
The balm I need to soothe my woes;
And with His touch of love divine
He heals this wounded heart of mine.

I know my heavenly Father knows
How frail I am to meet my foes;
But He my cause will ever defend,
Uphold and keep me to the end.

I know my heavenly Father knows
The hour my journey here will close;
And may that hour, O faithful Guide,
Find me safe sheltered by Thy side.

Words: Sarepta M.I. Henry, 1897.

My heavenly Father is good and has been good to me and I’m grateful that I can depend on Him. My earthly father has been faithful and true to his family, too. I thank God for him. My pop turned 88 in May. Happy Father’s Day Pop!

Early Celebration…


Sunday evening we drove an hour to the little town of La Conner for dinner together to celebrate Father’s Day. Our children will be scattered next Sunday so we decided to celebrate early. Nell Thorn has a variety of good local food cooked to perfection. We all enjoyed our choices. As your family grows and your children marry it is a very good choice not to get too attached to celebrating on exact dates. Flexibility and enjoying the times you do spend together are key to contentment in extended family relationships.

Mosaic Monday is hosted by Mary at Little Red House. Thank you Mary!

Photobucket replaced all my photos with blurred out versions and they are holding my photos hostage until I pay them lots of money. I’m slowly going through all my posts and trying to clean them up and replacing some photos. Such a bother.