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I’m not sure when this picture of my grandmother was taken, maybe about the time Dad was born, or a bit earlier?  I’m guessing earlier.

Now, that’s a hat!  This is Tom Hilson, Dad’s stepfather, long before he joined our family.  He was in the Navy in both World Wars, so I’m guessing this is early 19 teens.

On our way to find the cemetery on Saturday, we stopped by Grandma and Grandpa’s house on Laurel Street in Forest Grove.  Very little has changed with the house in the 30 years since Grandma lived there. These black and white photos are from the mid-fifties…60 years ago.  They had probably lived there for 10 years before that.

The Oregonian box is gone:

As we were standing at the end of the driveway, a man came up behind us and asked if there was a problem.  We immediately guessed he lived there!  We explained our connection to the house, he thought he knew who had lived there before him, but we agreed that it had been 30 years so we probably didn’t have any way to connect to him.  He did confirm that you can still see all the way to McMenamins Grand Lodge from the back yard.  It used to be the Masonic Home that you could see from the backyard.

On Saturday, Mark and I went in search of Grandma and Grandpa Hilson.  Mark recalls that he was at each of their interments, but I knew I was not.  The internet can turn up all kinds of information, including your current address, dead or alive!  Once we found Forest View Cemetery in Forest Grove, Mark knew which mausoleum they were in.

That’s them in the top row, with the flag.  The view from there is magnificent, from the edge of the urban growth boundary.

It’s beautiful little cemetery.  Graves from the mid 1800s, right up to 2018.

Except for the dates on the stones, these places are pretty timeless.  And the fact that milk cartons full of flowers aren’t necessarily cartons from cow’s milk!

img637I guess the groomsmen were busy emptying the sanctuary?

Moreland Presbyterian is a block from my bus stop, so I get to see it every morning on my way to work.  You can see the front porch by clicking here.

img638Reba, Mom and Thelma

img633Thelma being escorted back down the aisle by Chet Cunningham.  I love finding pictures of Grandma with a big smile!

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Father of the groom Tom Hilson, Dad, Father of the bride Don Campbell, Best Man Wid Bleythingimg561Earl Fedje, Dad and Wid flashing some secret Pacific University gang signs?

img537Hazel, Tom, Margaret and Thelma

You can read about Hazel Hilson Wehr Houle by clicking on the Starting with me tab at the top of this page.  Her granddaughter shed some light on their family.img536 img535 img538Hazel, Bob and Margaret Wylie and Thelma.

Anyone confused yet?

img528-middleton-ns-1967-bGrandma and Grandpa in Middleton, Nova Scotia, in 1967.  I’ll have to look a bit deeper for for more info on the Nova Scotia side of the family.  Dad and Loraine visited there, I know.