Showing posts with label Denney. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Denney. Show all posts

Friday, April 8, 2016

A Visual Story


My sister found all this  tucked away in a box on a high shelf in a cabinet in our mother's garage.  We had all been on the lookout for the slides - we knew they were somewhere in the house.  However, we had no idea there were also negatives in the box!  Rose entrusted the box of slides and negatives to me with my pinky-sworn promise to have them all scanned, digitized, and loaded onto a medium to be shared.

Thursday, August 27, 2015

Happened in Elkton

He had been working in Lyon County, part of a road construction crew. Now he found himself headed into the army during the Korean Conflict.

She wanted to move away from Lyon County. 

Together they planned a life after the army that would take them to different towns, going to wherever he would be able to find work.  She was excited at the prospect. Since he was always valued for his "hard work", I imagine he was proud to be able to provide for her. The first step in their plan is to get married.

They obtained their marriage license in Lyon County, and I don't know what their actual plans for a wedding were.  What I do know is that........

Monday, January 18, 2010

Stack Cake = Delicious

It's simply delicious! Tim, Sarah, and David all loved it. Will definitely make it again. Wish I could write Grandma and thank her for her recipe.



Friday, January 15, 2010

Aunt Gertie and Mertie Denney


I remember Grandma making Stack Cake. Don't remember having it very often, who knows, she may have only made one in my lifetime. But I remember. A long time ago, I asked Grandma for the recipe and she sent it to me. I've never made one, but am planning to make it over the weekend. Here's the recipe in her handwriting:





http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stack_cake

There are no pictures that better illustrate our Appalachian heritage than from when we visited Aunt Gertie and Mertie. The picture of us on the porch is a familiar one. The other, I copied from Aunt Vena.

Do your remember Grandma's kitchen at the store? Do you remember the stove? The warming well where she's put the biscuits, waiting for us to wake up? hmmmmm... making myself hungry!