Wonderful Times With My Mother!

Talking Earlier With My Mother About Our Time In The Azores Islands From 1953-1955 I Believe, My Father's First Post With he Sate Depart,ment Overseas After World War II

I guess this is what it looked like when I was only one and two years' of age and climbing on everything?!? his book was published in 1956 so they may have been there talking some of these pics when my father, mother and I were there? Seems possible. LOVE having this book, it is water-damaged and I love it still and will include more pics here and more stories as I hear them from my mother and I am able to type and share them here. Cheers! Have a great Sunday, it is now March 22nd, 2015 as I add these pictures above from this old and loved book on the Azores Islands ....   TONY   Love you Mom, love you Dad! hanks for such a glorious ride and adventure for so many years , starting here back in 1954 ....

     It was quite the converdation. I listened , rivetted to my small hand-held Samsung phone as my mother spoke excitedly, movingly, warmly and I tried valiantly at t first to remember everything before I realized there was a whole lot of it and I started to write on the backside of the envelope of the most recent letter I received from my brother Larry. It was quite comic, really, writing and trying to record key words and expressions as there were frightfully so vey many. And I was partly used to this, for the last few years my mother has shared many of these stories with me of us being overseas. I was a principle player in this one earlier today and so that caught even more, and fixed much of my attentionas I ran after her with my pen scratching paper as she spoke faster than I could either write and perhaps ultimately remember, that is, until the next time. But feeling special and wonderful hearing these words of hers as if, possibly, for the last time. You - I just never know anymore, so every moment of sharing like this is important to me and I do treasure them, really I do : perhaps too much. But I think not.

I am having problems downloading pictures, so stressful, really a problem and it should not be. I have to tell my mother's story. This is an old map we bought of Portugal and I believe handbrake in RIo Dr Janeiro when we moved there next. I love it as my time in Brazil was also really special for me. I have had such a wonderful time listening to Mom tell me these stories and now I simply have to find time to type  them here while they are still fresh in my mind. Love you Mom.

Francesco saved me, my mother said! I smiled at at him, put my arms out and he picked me up off the carport roof there at our home in the Azores. " That's when I knew we had a climber You actually were. You climbed everything, just having a happy time. You were having a ball. ... They talked everything about me. " siad my mother as she relived and pictured these events back in 1954-1955. What a very long time ago that was! Wonderful, wish I could remember it, thrilled that my mother still does and has shared this with me. Now I get to share it with you, anyone interested that is in reading this chapter in the lives of my father, my mother and me.  

My mother reminisced about this time in the Azores Islands, our father's first post with the State Department and the American Embassy. " I had the best time ever on this first post of anyone. I never had a grander time than there. hey called me ' menina senora consuela,   ... Dona Nancy Nenina Nacy Vis-Sonsueleza?  They talked about me all the time. I was the only American girl"  They taught me Portuguese in a hurry. I learned it a lot faster than Harry.  I think they tried to spare his ego. "