Welcome to P.S. Annie!

This blog is titled in honor of my great-grandmother Annie Black Gunter. My name, Suzanne, was chosen because my daddy wanted to honor his grandmother and her sister Suzie. It is a tribute to all who have gone on before me.

It is titled P.S. because, after the good-byes are said and the leaving is done, there's always just one more thing that I meant to say. So, this blog is a depository for things left unsaid, much like the P.S. at the end of a letter.

PS Annie! is a blog about family and life. As I dig deeper still into my own family history, there will be more genealogy-themed posts. For fun, I also participate in various memes and linkies. I appreciate your feedback very much.

I hope that you enjoy your visit here!

Your sis in Christ,
Suz

PS! All comments will be responded to via the blog and, on occasion, via e-mail. I am a faulty human and may miss responding sometimes or be very late in responding. Please forgive me for that. I do appreciate each comment and visit very much!

29 October 2014

31 Days in the Moment - Xerk-Master



29 October 2014

Xerxes 29-Oct-2014
A couple of weeks ago, David built a combination climbing and scratching post toy for our little Xerxes. It took him a while to get used to the idea that it was made for him to scratch and climb on. Usually, he uses our chairs as scratching posts and climbs on us and anything else he can climb.

I decided one thing to do would be to hold him up to the scratching post just to see what he would do. He touched it, but then ran off to scratch on my chair. Oh well, this is going to take a while, I thought.

Sisal Rope on Xerk-Master
He has come around to the idea and likes to run up to it and grab onto the sisal rope that is wrapped around it and play with the loose end that David knotted for him as an extra plaything.

David built it using 2x4s and it is HEAVY…well, to me it is. He carries it like its nothing. :) He calls it the Xerk-Master. He may even decide to make them to sell. We're constantly thinking of ways to make it better as we watch Xerxes play on it.

Xerk-Master
The funny thing is, now that he understands it is his toy and the only thing in the house that doesn't illicit a "NO!" when he scratches it, he has become very territorial of it. David can't even pull out the measuring tape to work on the next one without Xerxes flying out of nowhere to see what Daddy is doing to HIS toy. It is very funny to watch.

28 October 2014

31 Days in the Moment - Bear Bottom and Deer



28 October 2014

Last night David and I took a drive down to a nearby area called Bear Bottom. It is a good place to go at twilight if one wants to see deer, which we did. There is one yard there in particular that is usually loaded with deer first thing in the morning. Last evening, however, we didn't see any there. We turned off of that road onto another known spot for them and hit pay dirt. There were quite a few deer there along with some dogs. The sound of our tires over the gravel disturbed the deer and little white tails started flipping around all over the place, some of them crossing the road.

I didn't get any pictures this time around, unfortunately.

This time of year we need to be especially mindful, even along the freeways, of the wildlife that share this earth with us. If we aren't, both we and the deer and other wildlife could suffer great injury. A run-in with a deer (of any size) won't do the car any favors, either!

27 October 2014

31 Days in the Moment - Uncle Bobby Joe, Part 2



27 October 2014

Uncle Bobby Joe served in the US Army in the early 1960s. He was stationed in the Mannheim, Germany area.
One day, my grandparents got a telegram that no parent wants to receive. It told them of the death of Uncle Bobby Joe. They were devastated and I do not believe that either one of them ever fully recovered from the loss of their firstborn.






Uncle Bobby Joe's captain wrote the following letter to my Papa Gunter:


Uncle Bobby Joe had been riding a streetcar and slipped off. He was dragged to death by the streetcar. The Statement of Casualty issued by the US Army describes injuries that, to me, must have caused him a tremendous amount of pain. I can only hope that it happened so fast that he didn't feel any of it or that shock prevented him feeling the pain of his injuries. Here is the description from the Statement of Casualty:



He was only twenty-four years old. To my knowledge, he never married nor had any children. I am awaiting verification on that information.



Now, he lies buried with his parents and his brother, my daddy.





26 October 2014

31 Days in the Moment - Uncle Bobby Joe, Part 1



26 October 2014

Today brought lots of interesting things in the evening. I am working with one of my paternal cousins on our family history and she has started sending me files regarding our Uncle Bobby Joe.

Bobby Joe Gunter was born 14 September 1938, in Anderson, South Carolina, to Andrew James Gunter and Evelyn Floree Fowler Gunter. He was my daddy's oldest, and only, brother.

I never got to know this uncle as he died a little more than two years before I was born. He died in a streetcar accident while stationed in Germany with the US Army.
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