Now that June is over, I will (hopefully) have time to get back to blogging more regularly—I’ve missed it! In the meantime, I’ll leave you with a final memory from my recent trip down Family History Lane.
As we were meandering through the Sugar Creek Historical Museum in Independence, MO, the walls were covered with photographs and memorabilia that had meaning in one way or another to my family; there were pictures of the community pool that my dad and his brothers and sister swam in when they were young, the oil refinery where my grandmother and grandfather met, great uncles in their navy uniforms and so on and so forth.
And there was this portrait:
Freda Chaney Cairns 1943
As we passed by the wall this picture was hanging on, my grandmother airily remarked, “Oh! And this is Freda Cairns! She introduced me to Philadelphia Cream Cheese!” and continued walking on down the hall.
I was left behind to stifle my giggles at the simple, yet apparently profound mark this woman left on my family history. Isn’t that an adorable legacy to leave behind? Thank you, Freda, for the cream cheese!