This is about the author of this blog, namely me, Bob. I was born at the tale end of the depression in 1936 in the little city of Plattsburg, NY. This is way upstate on Lake Champlain not far from the Canadian border. My mother was an elementary teacher who quit her job in Ohio and moved with Dad to NY. Dad was a civil servant for the State of NY working in a maximum security prison. I lived in a tiny village, Morrrisonville, and went to an elementary school there. It was so small that two grades were in one room, and then the students were no more than 30. In 1949 my parents bought a home in Dannemora so my father could be closer to work. I went to High School there, only slightly larger than the elementary school I left. Despite these potential educational handicaps, I did well enough to win one of the coveted ten academic college scholarships awarded in the whole county.
My undergraduate education was at Syracuse University in Syracuse, NY. I graduated in 1958 from the College of Liberal Arts and in 1959 from the College of Engineering. I married Marge in 1960 and we left in 1963 to Binghamton, NY for a better job. In 1965, I enrolled in what is now Binghamton University and graduated with an M.S. in 1969. Shortly after that, we moved to Allentown, PA for a good job as an engineer at the local electric utility. I studied for, and received my Professional Engineer license from PA in 1978.
In 1980 we moved to Las Vegas, bought a house here and I still live in Las Vegas. I retired in 1993. We bought a summer cabin that year in Utah and enjoyed it until 2006 when for a variety of reasons, it seemed time to sell out.
Margery developed colon cancer in 2003 and died from it in 2012. I have a sister post of the stage 4 disease http://coloncancerdiary.wordpress.com. I am slowly working through my grief by way of these posts. I keep active as the Webmaster for a car club I belong to, am a member of the American Guild of Organists, and still live in the last house we bought in 2000. That pretty much brings things up to date.
I think you’re doing a really good job of talking about you and Aunt Marge. To this day, I still feel a little perplexed over how she contracted the disease. Back when I was living in Red Springs, I made friend who was a pastor. He’d told me of a story about how his wife had also contracted the disease. Of course, they both ended up finding out and they prayed to God together for Him to give her 7 more years to live. He ended up granting their prayer request. Very close to the end, she (the late pastor’s wife) had made a revelation known to him after she was dead.
I am touched by your story and I look forward to following your journey.
Thank you for your kind comment, I appreciate it. Our journey began in 1957 in college, so I have covered almost two decades so far. Fortunately, I have about two bookshelves of old letters, notes, etc. so I don’t have to rely entirely on memory. Your recipes and food photos are excellent.