Saturday, November 29, 2008

The Beginning of The End

Tomorrow November 30th is exactly one year ago to the day (it was Friday, November 30th 2007) that I rushed to Nevada to help Mom and Dad. Mom had been diagnosed in October with cancer of the uterus. I had just picked up an email from Barbara that said Dad was not well either. I was scheduled to work that day and had planned to go down over the weekend to check on them. I called Dad and told him I was on my way, he was so glad! He said Mom could not eat or get out of bed. I told him I would stop and get Kentucky Fried Chicken for them. When I got there Dad could not wait to eat, he ate like he had never seen food before! Mom was lying in bed with all her clothes and shoes on. She was so weak she could not get up and she could not eat. I tried to help her eat and drink something, but she could not.

After Dad ate he started cleaning. Apparantly he had been doing nothing but sitting by Mom's bed side for days. He cleaned the dishes, scrubbed all the floors and then cleaned the entire bathroom!

It was getting later in the afternoon. He then gave me a $100 and asked me to go to Walmart and buy Mom some new clothes. I went to Walmart and bought Mom some causal lounging clothes. When I got back to the house, I helped Mom to the shower and helped her get ready for bed. I then helped her to the living room and we watched Wheel of Fortune. Believe it or not, she guessed 2 puzzles before the contestant did! It was about 7:30 p.m. and I helped Mom to bed while Dad took a shower. Then he went to bed.

About 4:00 a.m. Mom got up to use the bathroom and was losing a tremondous amount of blood. She was screaming and by the time I heard her and got in there, she said "I told you I was bleeding" There was blood everywhere and Dad was cleaning it up. I do not know why I did not call the ambulance, I guess because we had did that several times before and they did not deal well with Doctors, hospitals, tests etc.

The next morning Mom was getting weaker and still lossing blood. It was about 8:00 and I said I am taking Mom to the Emergency Room now. Dad agreed and I helped Mom to my car and Dad followed after locking up the house. Mom was admitted to the hospital and she never went home again.

Dad stayed with Mom in a private room and I went back to the house to sleep. The next day (Sunday Dec.1st) I gave Dad the keys to a litte rental car I was driving (a Chevy Aveo) and he drove back to the house took a shower and then come back. This shocked Barbara when I told her for Dad had not driven his car for several months! I did not even think about Dad doing this, but afterwards I did and it really scared me!

Mom Said "It's Too Cold To Snow"

Today we received our first light snow mixed with rain. It also brought back the memory of Mom always telling us when it got really cold and we wanted snow to play in she would say "It's too cold to snow" I decided today to find out if that is true and by gosh it is!! Mom was very smart and also was full of common sense!

The question deals with snow and temperature, specifically asking does it ever get too cold to snow? Many people have told me they are sure that once the temperatures get around 0 degrees Fahrenheit it is too cold to snow. But is this true?

For most places on Earth, the heaviest snows occur when temperatures are close to freezing, even a degree or two above freezing. This is because warmer air can hold more moisture than colder air. Since the atmosphere must have moisture in it to generate snow, if it gets too cold there may not be enough moisture for snow to form.

Most clouds form through a process called expansion cooling. A mass of air will rise which causes it to expand because of the lower atmospheric pressure. When the air mass expands, it also cools which in turn reduces the amount of water vapour it can contain. This excess water vapour condenses out into a cloud.

When air temperatures are already pretty cold, this expansion cooling process starts in air that already has a low level of water vapour. This means that clouds that form at colder temperatures, if they form at all, have much less water vapour (in the form of ice crystals,) in them. Snow needs those ice crystals to begin forming.

When the temperature is cool, but not too cool, the ice crystals will begin to bond together and create snowflakes. Again, if it is too cold, the ice crystals will not bond, but remain solitary crystals, called ice needles. There is no low temperature limit for ice crystals to form, it is only their bonding which is limited by temperature. Such a deposit of ice needles is rare in our area, but in the Arctic it is called ice fog.

So yes, it can get too cold to snow but it has to be really cold. Once the air temperature at ground level drops below about -10 degrees Fahrenheit (-20 degrees Celsius,) in most places, it becomes very unlikely that snow will fall. It can snow at 0 degrees Fahrenheit, it's just that it won't snow a lot. So, if you don't like snow, you need to hope for colder temperatures!

I Found This Article in Nevada Daily Mail Archives Online

The Way It Was(Daily staff)Thursday, January 19, 2006

50 years ago
Two teens arrested in stolen car
Highway Patrolman Howard Delcour, with the assistance of Nevada Policeman Walter Ketterman and Stanley Brittingham, last night arrested two Kansas City teenagers, Jack Edward Scogin, 15, and Granvel Troy Sparks, 16, in a stolen car at the junctions of Highways 71 and 54.
Patrolman Delcour said the boys were arrested at 8:45 p.m., in a 1949 Chevrolet stolen from Earl Evans of Rich Hill. The boys were taken to the police station and detained until the Bates County sheriff came and picked them up and returned them to Butler to face car theft charges.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Christmas 2007 at Moore Few Care Center

By Christmas 2007, we had to admit both Mom and Dad to the Care Center. Mom with cancer and Dad with diabetes and other health issues that escalated rapidly shortly after Christmas into the new year. We had no idea on this day what overwhelming issues we would have to face the next few months.

Christmas 2006, The Last Christmas with Mom and Dad at Barbara and Robert's

The "Guys" tour Cubbage Farms & Record Harvest Office
Dad and Mom, Winnie and Martha's Mother opening gifts

Mom and Dad opening their gifts.

Mom and Dad Move Back to Nevada Oct. 2006

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2003 Thanksgiving at Christy's

Mom and Dad's 60th Wedding Anniversary Cake From Christy

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One of the last Thanksgiving with Mom and Dad

Mom and Dad spent the 1st Thanksgiving ever at Christy's house in November 2003. We had moved them to Lee's Summit in March 2003. The reason I can remember this is Thanksgiving 2003 is Christy had a 60th Wedding Anniversary cake for them. As always Mom had a tight hold on that purse.

Thank you for the message - I'm disappointed but I know it's even colder at the cemetery so we will have to watch the weather and hopefully we can get over there before the one year anniversary of Dad's passing. There is not a day that goes by that I don't think about them! I knew I would miss them but I never thought it would grab a hold of my feelings like it has. I really miss Mom's cute sayings and of course not getting to visit or call her! I really miss Dad because he always had a lot of knowledge about things, we could always carry on great conversations whether on the phone or when going to visiting him. Dad & Mom were the best parents we could every ask for and the greatest grandparents in the whole wide world!!! They certainly gave it their all to be there for us they are our hero's!!! Love, Marilyn

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Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Barbara Remembers Visting Grandma and Grandpa Evans

I would take the bus from Nevada to Butler..The Nevada Bus Station was next to the White Grill...I would get off in Butler, with suitcase in hand, and usually walk to Grandma and Grandpa Evans' house... I would stay for about a week...I remember Grandma cooking and always wearing an apron. They had big front porch and a porch swing which I thought was neat... Wanda and Connie would come over to visit, then I would go over to their house........ I also remember going out to our cousin Sue's farm and swimming in the stock tank! I thought their farm was so neat! I really don't remember much about Grandpa Evans... He was gone most of the time...He still had the furniture store, so I do remember walking up to the square with Wanda and Connie and wandering around the store...He had mostly used furniture, which I am sure now would qualify as anitques! I don't remember how old I was, maybe 12 or 13....and I probably visited them two or three times ......I am glad I made the effort to visit them, and am a little surprised that Mom and Dad let me go off by myself. It was an adventure !!!!!!!!

Monday, November 24, 2008

Mr. Ellis, Our Family Friend

To the family,I feel the loss of your Father, we lost both our Mom and Dad this year. Mr. Ellis, as we called him was a Savior to our family. When my parents moved to Nevada with 4 children in the early 1950's they had nothing. My Dad got a job at The State Hospital and shortly after that joined the Police Force. Mr. Ellis was kind enough to give my Mom and Dad furniture on credit, which began a relationship of over 50 years! He let Mom and Dad trade furniture whenever my Mom wanted, which was often! This gesture of trust and kindness was appreciated by parents. Mom eventually had 6 of us and new furniture made her so Happy! One of her pride and joys was new furniture and a neat and well decorated home. My parents had the greatest respect for him. My Dad and Mr. Ellis became close when Dad was on the Police Force and Mr. Ellis was involved in the betterment of Nevada. My Mom did not drive and my Dad worked 3 jobes to raise us. I will never forget walking to the store from our home on Main Street when I was just in grade school and making the monthly payment. When Mom wanted new furniture a trip to Ellis's was so much fun! Relationship's like this are unheard of these days and I will never forget Mr. Ellis.Most recently, the first of this year when my Dad was in Moore-Few and needed a recliner we went to Ellis's and chose the perfect one for him. Mr. Ellis was there and my sister, Barbara and I chatted with him just like the old days! He was a wonderful man and a legend in Nevada.Homer Asbury Ellis, Jr.Nov 21, 2008Services Information
Homer Asbury Ellis, Jr.

Homer Asbury Ellis, Jr. age 82 of Nevada passed away on Friday, November 21, 2008 at St. Luke’s Hospital in Kansas City, MO following a short illness. He was born on September 22, 1926 in Nevada to Homer A. Ellis, Sr. and Lillie Pearl Ruddick Ellis. Homer was married in 1950 to LaUna Jean Houchin and she preceded him in death in 1982. He was married to Nancy Prideaux in 1984 and she survives in Louisburg, KS.
Homer was a lifelong resident of Nevada. He graduated from Nevada High School in 1944. He then served in the United States Air Force just before the war ended. Following the service he went to the University of Missouri-Columbia where he graduated in 1949. He then returned home to the family furniture business, Ellis Furniture, where he continued to work until present day. Homer was a member of the First Baptist Church. He also was a member of the BPO Elks #564 of Nevada, past member of Rotary Club where he was a Paul Harris Fellow, American Legion, former Nevada City Councilman and Mayor, Nevada Country Club, and supporter of the Nevada Senior Center.
Survivors in addition to his wife, Nancy, include five children, Debby Lawless of Nevada, Peggy Heathman and her husband Loren of Nevada, Beth Ellis of Overland Park, KS, Chris Ellis and his wife Peggy of Nevada, and Mary Kay Ellis of Nevada; seven grandchildren, Chuck Johnson and his wife Angie of Eldorado Springs, Jennifer Greer and her husband Stephen of Kansas City, MO, Tim Fox of Nevada, Kenny Fox of Albuquerque, NM, and Monica, Elisha, and Emmaly Ellis of Nevada; three great- grandchildren, two stepchildren, Christine Hughes and her husband Brad of Louisburg, KS and Jeff Turner and his wife Teresa of Louisburg, KS; three step-grandchildren, Sarah Hughes, Lucas Turner and Holly Turner, and several nieces and nephews.
In addition to his first wife LaUna, he was preceded in death by his parents, one brother A.D. Ellis and one sister, Henrietta Mahood.
Funeral services will be held at 10:30 a.m. on Tuesday, November 25, 2008 at the First Baptist Church in Nevada with Dr. Wm. Cox officiating. Interment will follow in the Newton Burial Park. Friends may call from now until the hour of service at Ferry Funeral Home and the family will receive friends from 7-8:00 p.m. on Monday evening at the funeral home.
Those who wish may contribute in his memory to the Nevada Senior Center, Vernon County People for Pets, or a charity of choice c/o Ferry Funeral Home 301 S. Washington, Nevada, MO 64772.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Orville's Christmas Song

I am so glad I attended Uncle Orville's funeral and I was able to take Mom and Dad. Orville's teenage Granddaughter spoke of her Grandfather at the service. She said he had taught her how to drive a manual shift car by just listening and telling her when to shift. I also found out he was self taught by ear and could play the organ, harmonica & guitar. He lost most of his eye sight by 1950 and was completely blind by 1970.
He also wrote this song. After reading the song words it sounds after he lost his sight he only had his memories of his boyhood home to visualize in his mind.
by Orville Evans
I love to go home for Christmas
back to my old country home
there's where my friends and memories stay,
there's where I'll go Christmas Day
there's where I used to roam
I'd love to go home for Christmas
back to my old country home

I love to go home for Christmas
back to the country so fine
to hear the wind blow as it drifts up the snow
I'll sit by the stove and warm up my toes
there's where I used to play games
with those old buddies of mine

I'd love to go home for Christmas and to have a jolly good time
I'd love to go home for Christmas
back where I was born
to ride my sled, play in the snow
Build a snowman with eyes of black with coal

There's where I used to have fun
go hunt with my dog and my gun
I'd love to go home for Christmas
back home to see everyone

Article in The Butler Paper about Orville, August 9, 1983

Orville Evans has been totally blind since 1970, but the 65 year old farmer doesn't sit around and dwell on his misfortune.

He makes repairs on some of his machinery, often being able to determine the cause of a malfunctioning engine by merely listening to it run for a few moments. His fine tuned ears and nimble fingers more than make up for his loss of sight.

Evans also keeps active with other chores, perhaps the most notable of which is turning out fireplace wood literally in mountainous quantities.

With his trusty pruning hand saw Evans spends his idle moments in the back yard of his home about five miles northwest of Butler ripping through piles of edging slab "left-overs" from the Southside Lumber company in Butler.

With the help of his son, Gary Evans, he gets a load of the native wood about once a week and sets to the task. The two Evans families use the wood for their own fireplaces and sell the rest.

Usually there is a huge pile of wood sawed in lengths of 16-18 inches, and Evans salvages the better cuts to make cattle gates.

Most people would call what Evans refers to as a hobby as hard work, but actually he says its good therapy.

"It's an ideal way to keep mind and body occupied." he said.

The remaining Evans Children 2000?

June gave me this picture of the last family reunion Mom went to, I think it was 2000 or 2001? In the front row is (L-R) Evalena, Rosalee (who is blind) and Lola Mae. Back row is Orville (also blind) Mom, Dorene and June. There was an eye disorder in the family, I do not know if it was on the Evans or Miller side but in ran in the family. Amazingly Mom never had to have glasses to read ever! And I think Marilyn inherited the eye disorder.
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Close up of Grandpa and Grandma's Stone

Grandpa was born 1890 and died 1967, age 77
Grandma was born 1890 and died 1959 age 69

Dad & Mom at Mom's parents grave, Butler Cemetery April 29th, 2003

This was the day of Mom's older brother, Orville's funeral in Butler, Mo. All her brother's were older than her. Boss and Gene preceded Orville in death. Mom was the oldest girl. All the sister's were still living. As of today Nov. 23rd, 2008, only June and Mom have passed away.

The Evans Family Picture Around 1940

Front Row (L-R) Lola Mae, Rosalee, Evalena
Middle Row (L-R) Margie June, Mom
3rd Row (L-R) Dorene, Grandpa Evans, Grandma Evans
4th Row (L-R) Buford Carroll "Boss", Orville Leroy, Gene (Missing, Glen, he was in the service)
Another brother, Paul Everett died when he was six months old, I do not know the year, I just remember Mom talking about her baby brother that died.
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A.W. Brittingham Horse and Buggy Accident 100 years ago

I googled "Brittingham+Pleasanton KS" and found this article, I am sure this would be a distant relative. Dad's Father, Sherman Arthur was born in Pleasanton Kansas, Dad also was born in Pleasanton. Dad's Grandparents also lived their entire lives in Pleasanton, Soloman and Mary Brittingham. A.W. was short for Arthur William Brittingham.
Linn County KS Archives Obituaries.....BRITTINGHAM, A. W. September 29, 1899
Copyright. All rights reserved.
File contributed for use in USGenWeb Archives by:
Jim Laird November 14, 2005, 4:16 am
The LaCygne Weekly Journal
Linn County
September 29, 1899
Sudden Death.
Pleasanton The Scene Of A Bad Accident.
Three Suffer In A Runaway.
Joe Ham, A.W. Brittingham and Ode Miller, of Prescott, Thrown From a Buggy With
Fatal Result.
Last Sunday evening as daylight was merging into darkness the people of
Pleasanton witnessed one of the worst accidents that has ever been known in the
history of that town. Sunday afternoons are usually quiet in country towns and
Pleasanton is no exception. People scarcely leave their homes of rest except,
perhaps to visit the postoffice or stroll to some part of town. Those who passed
through Main street last Sabbath day had little thought that a young man in
life's prime would meet death on that street before another day should dawn, and
that an old man who has been marked as a pioneer in Linn county for many years
would be so badly injured that his recovery is impossible.
No doubt when Joe HAM, A.W. BRITTINGHAM, and Ode MILLER, of Prescott, drove into
Pleasanton had any one death to either of them they would have laughed at the
thought, for had not all of them been out on many a lark and with much more
dangerous surroundings that were apparent then.
The three men witnessed the ball game east of Pleasanton and had started for
home. They were drinking freely but were in no way distrubing the peace until
they reached the Main street of Pleasanton when they started their spirited tem
on a run. Marshal LEWIS attempted to stop them but could not and he went to
Cady's livery to procure a horse to overtake the team. they evidently saw his
move and drove as fast as the team could go. Reaching the road that turns east
at the south end of Main street the buggy was upset and the three men thrown to
ground. It was but a few seconds until several citizens were on the scene. They
pickey them up and found that Ham's neck was broken, Brittingham was badly
injured in the spine and Miller was unhurt except for scratches. Ham breathed a
short time only after he was hurt.
Coroner VERDIER of this place, was sent for but on arriving he ruled that an
inquest was not necessary as two living men were present in the accident and the
cause of Ham's death was very plain.
Brittingham was sent to his home in Prescott that night and the corps was also
taken to Prescott where his parents live. The funeral services were held on
Joe Ham was a man near thirty years of age, rather large, well proportioned and
good looking. He was a boiler maker by trade, having learned the business in the
Fort Scott foundry several years ago. When the foundry and shops were moved from
Fort Scott to Chicago Heights Joe was on the pay roll and he accompanied the
plant. Up to this time he had been a young man of good habits; was industrious,
energetic and made money. The change however was for the worse with poor Joe.
The liquor habit established itself firmly with him and he became a wandering
sort of a fellow with but very little caution and heed for anything. His mind,
which was exceptionally bright, seemed to lose the right directions and he
became his worst enemy. Recently he has been at his home in Prescott a great
deal but his inclinations to drink have kept him down. To his credit be it said,
he was one of the biggest hearted fellows in the world. He never possessed a
thing that a man in hard luck could not share, and while his outward appearance
put him before the public in a bad way the inner part of Joe Hamm was generous,
kind and just. The hardest of all is that he was called to meet his God under
the dreadful circumstances, for usually if reformation does come to a man as
bright as he great good is the result.
The unfortunate man was a Linn county boy, partensts having lived in Sheridan
township for many years. To his mother who is suffering intense grief the old
settlers especially tender their sympathy.
A.W. Brittingham, who is not expected to live but a short time, is a man
probably fifty-five years of age, an old soldier and at one time was quite a
prominent man in the south part of the county. Of late years whisky has gotten
the best of him and while he was always pleasant and agreeable it was plain that
liquor was sure to be is conquerer.
Ode Miller, the other occupant of the ill-fated buggy, is the son of Lige Miller
a wealthy citizen of Sheridan township.
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Saturday, November 22, 2008

Mom and her Aunt Katherine, Her Mother's Younger Sister

O.K. finally! Mom and her favorite Aunt Katherine at Mom's brother Orville's funeral April 29th, 2003. Mom was 82, her Aunt Katherine must have been in her mid to late 90's? Connie said she did pass away, but I do not know when. This will be easier to find out, hopefully. Mom always talked about Aunt Katherine. Out of her 10 brother's and sister's she was one of the youngest, so this put her older sister Amy, Mom's Mother probably married and having Mom (being Mom was the oldest girl) while Aunt Katherine was in her early teens?

Baby Miller?

This baby's grave is at the side of Great Grandpa and Great Grandma Miller's grave. It does not give any other info than on the stone, born June 16-died Sept 30th, 1933? Perhaps one of their 11 children's baby? But which one?

Our Great Uncle, Mom's Mother's Brother, Barton Pat Miller 11/28/1892 to 2/01/1974

This is Mom's Uncle Barton Pat Miller. He lived to be 82 years old! He died in 1974? He served in World War I? It is surprising we never heard of him? Was he married? Where did he live? What did he do for a living? More ancestor mysteries to solve! Strange we only lived 30 miles away and did not know our relatives??

Susan & Carroll Miller's Grave Double Branch Cemetery, Butler Mo.

Connie Brittingham and I went to the Holmes/Brittingham Cemetery meeting last May in Fort Scott Kansas. I had promised Dad I would ALWAYS take care of the cemetery when he was gone. He even added this to his will, it states that I will always take care of the cemetery and if I can not the other children and grandchildren will look after it. On the way to the meeting which was only about 30 days since Dad had passed away, we stopped at the cemetery in Prescott and checked on Mom and Dad's graves and Connie visited her parents graves. On the way back it was getting late but Connie wanted to go to Double Branch Cemetery close to Butler in Bates County and see if we could find our Mother's Grandparents Graves. She said she remembered her and her Mom, June would drive out to visit the graves when Connie was little. She only remembered they were at Double Branch and she remembered pictures on the stone. It was muddy and cold but we found their graves and was amazed at seeing the pictures of our Great-Great Grandfather and Grandmother Miller. I was shocked that Mom had never mentioned the graves being here? From the stone I got to see what they looked like and that Great Grandpa Miller was born Feb. 24th 1867 and died Jan. 13th 1924, at age 57. Great Grandma Miller was born July 31st, 1869 and died Aug. 13th, 1944, at age 75. She died 1 year after Mom and Dad got married Nov. 13th, 1943. They were never talked about by Mom, I only heard Mom say that her mother's maiden name was Miller and she thought her Grandfather was from Germany descent. Another ancestor mystery to solve!

Way Cool Baby Names!

If we had known of such "WAY COOL" names of our relatives I would have had more names to consider for the babies! I had no Idea, Barton, Elton, Major, Carroll! Marty may had been
Major Martin! or Elton John??? Andrew might had been Barton Evan? or Andrew Carroll after his Great, Great, Grandfather Miller!
Christy or Shelley might have been Ina, Joy, Eveline, Fern, Cleo, Gladys, Hazel or Amy?? Girls what do you think??

Larger Picture of Mom's Mother's Family

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Friday, November 21, 2008

Carroll Miller Family

O.K. Now I will dive into Mom's Mother's Family.
This picture was taken of the Family in 1917.
CARROLL MILLER (Mom's Grandfather Miller)
SUSAN EVELINE KISNER MILLER (Mom's Grandmother Miller)
BARTON (2nd child, Oldest Son)
AMY (1st child, Mom's Mother)

There were 11 children and they were named in order of the alphabet starting with Mom's Mother-

I remember Mom talking about Aunt Joy and Aunt Katherine, but none of the others. I think because Joy and Katherine were younger of the kids and closer to Mom's age.
In the article we find out Mom's Great Grandfather Carroll Miller's father was Daniel Miller, born in Germany, April 12 1806. Mom ALWAYS said she thought the Miller side of the family went back to Germany! When Mom's Great Grandfather, Daniel Miller was 18 he sailed on an emigrant ship to the U.S. suffering storms, pirates and lack of drinking water. He landed in Baltimore. He was a Blacksmith by trade, he drifted southward and worked as a blacksmith on slave plantations. He met and married Mary Jane Moore (Mom's Great Grandmother) they married in Herrodsburg, Kentucky.
Carroll was born in Saginaw County, Illinois in 1857. During the Civil War the family lived near Booneville, Mo. (Marty can relate to Booneville, since he was born there!) They had a promising corn crop in the river bottom until General Price's army moved through destroying the crops and taking all the livestock.
Moving to Bates Country after the Civil War, Carroll met and Married Susan Eveline Kisner on January 1, 1890. Her Grandfather, Samuel Kisner, settled in West Virginia after the Revolutionary War. He married Mary Wooget. Her Father was Ashford Kisner.
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Great Great Grandfather Evans

I believe this to be our Great Great Grandfather Evans, there is no name on the back of the picture. More research into the Evans family is needed!
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Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Dad's Way, A Tribute To His Life by Elvis

Today was Dad's 85th Birtday. While Barbara and I were chosing songs for his funeral we were listening to Elvis songs. When we listened to Elvis singing My Way, both Barbara and I agreed Dad lived his life His Way. For his Memorial Service, (we chose Peace In The Valley by Elvis,one of Dad's favorite songs and from his own CD's) so I chose "My Way" as a tribute of Dad's life for his birthday.

When I listen to the song, it describes the way Dad lived his entire life. The ups and downs, the good the bad, he dealt with His Way.

The lyrics of "My Way" tell the story of a man who is nearing death. As he reflects on his life, he has no regrets for how he lived his life, saying that, until the end, he did things his way.

Paul Anka heard the original 1967 French pop song, Comme d'habitude performed by Claude Francois with music by Jacques Revaux and lyrics by Gilles Thibault, while on holiday in the south of France.
Back in New York, Anka re-wrote the original French song for Sinatra, subtly altering the melodic structure and changing the lyrics: "At one o'clock in the morning, I sat down at an old IBM electric typewriter and said, 'If Frank were writing this, what would he say?' And I started, metaphorically, 'And now the end is near.' I read a lot of periodicals, and I noticed everything was 'my this' and 'my that'. We were in the 'me generation' and Frank became the guy for me to use to say that. I used words I would never use: 'I ate it up and spit it out.' But that's the way he talked. I used to be around steam rooms with the Rat Pack guys - they liked to talk like Mob guys, even though they would have been scared of their own shadows." Anka finished the song at 5am. "I called Frank up in Nevada - he was at Caesar's Palace - and said, 'I've got something really special for you.'?"[2] Anka claimed: "When my record company caught wind of it, they were very pissed that I didn't keep it for myself. I said, 'Hey, I can write it, but I'm not the guy to sing it.' It was for Frank, no one else."[2]

Elvis Presley version
Elvis Presley began performing the song in concert during the mid-1970s, in spite of suggestions by Paul Anka, who told him it was not a song that would suit him. Nevertheless, on January 13 and 14 of 1973, Presley sang the song during his satellite show "Aloha from Hawaii", beamed live and on deferred basis ( for European audiences, who also saw it in prime time), to 43 countries via INTELSAT, the only time that a single entertainer faced such a worldwide audience. In the continental US, the show was carried by NBC, and shown in primetime on 14 April, thus achieving very high ratings and eventually helping the show reach a worldwide viewership of over 1 billion.
On October 3, 1977, several weeks after his death, his live recording of "My Way" (recorded for the "Elvis In Concert" CBS-TV special on June 21, 1977) was released as a single. In the U.S., it reached number 22 on the Billboard Hot 100 pop singles chart, number 6 on the Billboard Adult Contemporary chart, and the following year reached number 2 on the Billboard Country singles chart but went all the way to number 1 on the rival Cash Box Country Singles chart. In the UK, it reached number 9 on the UK Singles Chart.

My Way(words & music by Anka - Francois - Revaux)

And now the end is near
So I face the final curtain
My friend, I`ll say it clear
I`ll state my case of which I`m certain
I`ve lived a life that`s full
I`ve traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way

Regrets, I`ve had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exception
I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway

Oh, and more, much more than this
I did it my way

Yes, there were times, I`m sure you know
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way

I`ve loved, I`ve laughed and cried
I`ve had my fails, my share of losing
And now as tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way
Oh, no, no not me
I did it my way

For what is a man, what has he got
If not himself, then he has not
To say the words he truly feels
And not the words he would reveal
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

For Mom and Dad's 65th Wedding Anniversary & Holiday Trip To The Cemetery

Now they are married "FOREVER'

Cemetery Christmas 2008

Cemetery Christmas 2008

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Holiday Visit To The Cemetery Nov. 17 2008

Barbara, Marilyn and I made a trip to the cemetery to decorate for Christmas. Also to visit for Dad's birthday which is tomorrow, Nov. 19th, he would have been 85. Marty's birthday is Dec. 29th, so we wanted everything to look pretty for the holidays. Everything was nice and peacefull at the cemetery, just and ocassional train whistle. Always a little colder & ALWAYS very windy there for it sits on a little hill and not many wind breaks except for a few trees that Dad planted. Mom would always say when we talked about going to the cemetery in the Fall, Winter and Early Spring, "It's always cold and windy!" The trees in the back ground of all these pictures were planted by Dad single handedly by driving out into the surrounding countryside and digging up little wild trees one by one, loading them in the back of his station wagon and taking them back to the cemetery to plant. This would have been in the late 60's. I know there were times I went with him and it was so cold! But that did not stop him!
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Cemetery Christmas 2008

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