Today I went to Chris Thayer’s face book page and my heart stopped when I saw this picture.
At first I thought it was my father but something was not right. Then I realized it was my brother. I did not see him the last two years of his life and he has been gone for over 5 years so I don’t remember him looking this old. He was only 79, he died just after his 80th birthday. I knew him as Brother and he has been missed by the whole family and town. He took care of my sister and I as we grew up so my heart just stopped for a moment when I saw this. So then I went through Chris’s other pictures and took several for my memory book. I love making jigsaw puzzles so I get pictures I want to keep of the family and make them into puzzles and make them whenever I want to relax. When I make pictures like this I always have a good cry while I am making them and feel so much better. They take all the cares of the world off my shoulders, just as he did when he was young.
This is how I remember Brother!
We have been busy this week planning our spring vacation. Spring is the time for vacations here in Florida as the winters can be to cold and summers are way to HOT so spring is important. We are planning a trip to Disney to celebrate out 66th wedding anniversary and then a cruise in March because that is when the prices drop on the cruises. That will end our vacation and we will buckle in for the hot summer. In New Hampshire we always buckled in the the long winter and ended or broke up that by taking a trip to Florida or Bermuda the end of Feb. Now it is the other way around but still we celebrate the end of winter.
Guess that is all the news from here. I’ll end with a loving memory of Warren, my brother when he first left our small New Hampshire town.
He looked so lost. We thought he was a hero and I guess we still do. Oh, one more thing about when we were young. New Hampshire was where God said he made men, God hung out his shingle to advertise this.
This is “The Old Man of the Mountains” that used to be in the White Mountains in New Hampshire. It is no longer there. Nature and time destroyed it, God took down his sign. I have always said when Warren died and Norman, my husband left and men like Don Larabee died God decided to take in his sign, things had changed too much. Have a great day.
Thank you, Carol, for the pictures of your brother, Warren. I wondered what he looked like when I was writing Carver history.
When we used to travel to New Hampshire to shop, we visited The Old Man of the Mountain several times and felt so sad when it fell. Yankee Magazine had a good writeup one time of the man who maintained it. The good old days!!
Warren looked just like his father but he had more the build of his mother’s father, Warren Brown. My son Joe looks enough like Warren to be his twin. I guess that Thayer gene is very strong. When I was in High School when we went to the city to have our senior graduation pictures taken, I got twice as many proofs as my friends did and we wondered why. When we went to put in the order we found out why. The photographer didn’t know our names but he said he know I was a Thayer as I looked just like the Thayers that live there and the Thayers were very rich so he hoped for a big order from me. He sure was disappointed cause I was as poor as a church mouse.
So nice to see Warren’s pictures! Lots of memories of those Harrisville days! Where did all those years go to so quickly? We are still on our feet and so much to be thankful for….all the todays and the yesterdays.
Thanks and so glad you have fun plans already on your Spring calendar. Keeps you young!
So glad we solved our problem and know it was not on our computers. Shirley didn’t get involved at all. I see Rosemary has it all taken care of. I was so glad to hear from her. I wrote to Carl today. He does not write any more but his daughter Jane does write for him every once in a while. She says he spends most all his time in his room and does a lot of reading and sleeping. I’m just glad he is still well and feeling good. I thought there once we were going to lose him but he rallied and is back at the home. Mary Lou is also in an assisted living place. Her husband died years ago and her children were not comfortable with her living alone any more so she moved out of her condo into an apartment where there were others around to help her. I am so glad I have Norman, we take care of each other so no one bothers us.
Love you Carol