Lottie Irene Barker-Harmon. Is my maternal greatgrandmother. She was the sweetest little thing you could have ever met. Her voice was so soft and warm. You really knew you were loved when in her presence. My grandma had a rough life , her husband passed away at age 36 and left her with three young children to raise on her own.
My greatgrandfather , Emmett Edward Harmon, , passed on Christmas Eve of 1936. He was her first love and her last too. She raised his son from a previous marriage , Leslie. His mother had passed away a few years prior from Tuberculosis I believe. She had a son named Edgar Wayne Harmon whom just passed away back in 2004. She also had a set of girl twins , one passed away shortly after birth , Doris Marie Harmon. And then there was my grandmother , Dora Mary Harmon-Blackburn. Which she just passed away on May 14 , 2007.
My grandma Harmon was born to Jacob Elsworth Barker and Dora Minnie Lightfoot-Barker.
She was a bright light in a sometimes darkened world. She never knew a stranger and could always bring out a smile on ones face. She moved from Indiana to Fort Walton Beach Florida due to arthritis and being extremely sensitive to the Indiana cold weather. While in Florida she made numerous friends and had a good old time. She was very active in her church , with her neighbors one of them being her son Edgar Wayne. He lived in the same neighborhood and seen to it that she had all that she needed and or wanted.
Grandma would come back to visit in the summer , and she would always bring something from Florida. Whether it be sand from the beach , sea shells , pictures you name it. She was always giving and never expected anything in return. I remember her writing once a week as I also wrote to her about that often. I can remember coloring her pictures , sending her things from Indiana too.
I can remember grandma always wanting to get back to Indiana to eat tenderloins. Which is something that she could not get down in Florida. She loved her cheesies , red creme soda and her corn on the cob. One funny memory I have of my grandma is when she came to stay the last time. She was getting ready for bed , and she came out in these funky 'jamas. :-)
They were leopard print and they were the full cut with the feet included much like that of infant sleepers. We laughed so hard we ended up crying. What I wouldn't do , to see those "jamas on her again. Twenty three years later , there isn't a day that goes by that I do not think of her. And my other grandparents and dad as well. So my mind is always spinning their memories , no matter how funny or sad they were. I am always recalling memories of my grandma Harmon , or the others at any given time of the day or night.
Though I was near 13 when my grandma Harmon passed. The love and respect I still have for her to this day. If anything it is stronger than ever. She was/is a sweet soul , one this world was fortunate to have had.
My greatgrandfather , Emmett Edward Harmon, , passed on Christmas Eve of 1936. He was her first love and her last too. She raised his son from a previous marriage , Leslie. His mother had passed away a few years prior from Tuberculosis I believe. She had a son named Edgar Wayne Harmon whom just passed away back in 2004. She also had a set of girl twins , one passed away shortly after birth , Doris Marie Harmon. And then there was my grandmother , Dora Mary Harmon-Blackburn. Which she just passed away on May 14 , 2007.
My grandma Harmon was born to Jacob Elsworth Barker and Dora Minnie Lightfoot-Barker.
She was a bright light in a sometimes darkened world. She never knew a stranger and could always bring out a smile on ones face. She moved from Indiana to Fort Walton Beach Florida due to arthritis and being extremely sensitive to the Indiana cold weather. While in Florida she made numerous friends and had a good old time. She was very active in her church , with her neighbors one of them being her son Edgar Wayne. He lived in the same neighborhood and seen to it that she had all that she needed and or wanted.
Grandma would come back to visit in the summer , and she would always bring something from Florida. Whether it be sand from the beach , sea shells , pictures you name it. She was always giving and never expected anything in return. I remember her writing once a week as I also wrote to her about that often. I can remember coloring her pictures , sending her things from Indiana too.
I can remember grandma always wanting to get back to Indiana to eat tenderloins. Which is something that she could not get down in Florida. She loved her cheesies , red creme soda and her corn on the cob. One funny memory I have of my grandma is when she came to stay the last time. She was getting ready for bed , and she came out in these funky 'jamas. :-)
They were leopard print and they were the full cut with the feet included much like that of infant sleepers. We laughed so hard we ended up crying. What I wouldn't do , to see those "jamas on her again. Twenty three years later , there isn't a day that goes by that I do not think of her. And my other grandparents and dad as well. So my mind is always spinning their memories , no matter how funny or sad they were. I am always recalling memories of my grandma Harmon , or the others at any given time of the day or night.
Though I was near 13 when my grandma Harmon passed. The love and respect I still have for her to this day. If anything it is stronger than ever. She was/is a sweet soul , one this world was fortunate to have had.
Lottie Irene Barker-Harmon. Is my maternal greatgrandmother. She was the sweetest little thing you could have ever met. Her voice was so soft and warm. You really knew you were loved when in her presence. My grandma had a rough life , her husband passed away at age 36 and left her with three young children to raise on her own.
My greatgrandfather , Emmett Edward Harmon, , passed on Christmas Eve of 1936. He was her first love and her last too. She raised his son from a previous marriage , Leslie. His mother had passed away a few years prior from Tuberculosis I believe. She had a son named Edgar Wayne Harmon whom just passed away back in 2004. She also had a set of girl twins , one passed away shortly after birth , Doris Marie Harmon. And then there was my grandmother , Dora Mary Harmon-Blackburn. Which she just passed away on May 14 , 2007.
My grandma Harmon was born to Jacob Elsworth Barker and Dora Minnie Lightfoot-Barker.
She was a bright light in a sometimes darkened world. She never knew a stranger and could always bring out a smile on ones face. She moved from Indiana to Fort Walton Beach Florida due to arthritis and being extremely sensitive to the Indiana cold weather. While in Florida she made numerous friends and had a good old time. She was very active in her church , with her neighbors one of them being her son Edgar Wayne. He lived in the same neighborhood and seen to it that she had all that she needed and or wanted.
Grandma would come back to visit in the summer , and she would always bring something from Florida. Whether it be sand from the beach , sea shells , pictures you name it. She was always giving and never expected anything in return. I remember her writing once a week as I also wrote to her about that often. I can remember coloring her pictures , sending her things from Indiana too.
I can remember grandma always wanting to get back to Indiana to eat tenderloins. Which is something that she could not get down in Florida. She loved her cheesies , red creme soda and her corn on the cob. One funny memory I have of my grandma is when she came to stay the last time. She was getting ready for bed , and she came out in these funky 'jamas. :-)
They were leopard print and they were the full cut with the feet included much like that of infant sleepers. We laughed so hard we ended up crying. What I wouldn't do , to see those "jamas on her again. Twenty three years later , there isn't a day that goes by that I do not think of her. And my other grandparents and dad as well. So my mind is always spinning their memories , no matter how funny or sad they were. I am always recalling memories of my grandma Harmon , or the others at any given time of the day or night.
Though I was near 13 when my grandma Harmon passed. The love and respect I still have for her to this day. If anything it is stronger than ever. She was/is a sweet soul , one this world was fortunate to have had.
My greatgrandfather , Emmett Edward Harmon, , passed on Christmas Eve of 1936. He was her first love and her last too. She raised his son from a previous marriage , Leslie. His mother had passed away a few years prior from Tuberculosis I believe. She had a son named Edgar Wayne Harmon whom just passed away back in 2004. She also had a set of girl twins , one passed away shortly after birth , Doris Marie Harmon. And then there was my grandmother , Dora Mary Harmon-Blackburn. Which she just passed away on May 14 , 2007.
My grandma Harmon was born to Jacob Elsworth Barker and Dora Minnie Lightfoot-Barker.
She was a bright light in a sometimes darkened world. She never knew a stranger and could always bring out a smile on ones face. She moved from Indiana to Fort Walton Beach Florida due to arthritis and being extremely sensitive to the Indiana cold weather. While in Florida she made numerous friends and had a good old time. She was very active in her church , with her neighbors one of them being her son Edgar Wayne. He lived in the same neighborhood and seen to it that she had all that she needed and or wanted.
Grandma would come back to visit in the summer , and she would always bring something from Florida. Whether it be sand from the beach , sea shells , pictures you name it. She was always giving and never expected anything in return. I remember her writing once a week as I also wrote to her about that often. I can remember coloring her pictures , sending her things from Indiana too.
I can remember grandma always wanting to get back to Indiana to eat tenderloins. Which is something that she could not get down in Florida. She loved her cheesies , red creme soda and her corn on the cob. One funny memory I have of my grandma is when she came to stay the last time. She was getting ready for bed , and she came out in these funky 'jamas. :-)
They were leopard print and they were the full cut with the feet included much like that of infant sleepers. We laughed so hard we ended up crying. What I wouldn't do , to see those "jamas on her again. Twenty three years later , there isn't a day that goes by that I do not think of her. And my other grandparents and dad as well. So my mind is always spinning their memories , no matter how funny or sad they were. I am always recalling memories of my grandma Harmon , or the others at any given time of the day or night.
Though I was near 13 when my grandma Harmon passed. The love and respect I still have for her to this day. If anything it is stronger than ever. She was/is a sweet soul , one this world was fortunate to have had.
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