My maternal grandfather Peter (Petar) Babarovich was born April 12, 1861 in the village of Splitska on the island of Brac in the Adriatic Sea. He died in Anacortes, Washington March 5, 1935. I was born 12 days after he died. It must have have been a very difficult time for my mother, to lose her father and then give birth to me. He and my grandmother had seven children all of whom, except my mother, Mary, who was born in Anacortes,…
When I was growing up our family lived in Anacortes, Washington at 2102 9th Street. Our house was a two story house on a triangle shaped lot located on a high bank looking out over Guemes Channel below. To the left of the property, on Guemes Channel was the Sebastian Stuart Cannery. A wonderful, old, red painted structure on pilling which extended out into the channel. But, to to be perfectly accurate my earliest memories of where we lived was…
I hope you have plans for an enjoyable Thanksgiving. For many years, including this year, we have enjoyed Thanksgiving with the children, their spouses, grandchildren and even great grandchildren They fly in to Scottsdale where they stay at the Scottsdale Four Seasons. It is only ten minutes from our home in North Scottsdale. Given marriages and children we accommodate some forty adults and children. Thanksgiving will involve a Mexican party with music at our house and Thanksgiving at the clubhouse…
Lita and I have arrived home after a three day fishing trip to British Columbia, Canada. We have been fishing in the Discovery Island area, where we were, for some 30 years. We have stayed at the Dent Island Resort in the past and for the last several years we have been staying at Sonora Lodge where we were on this last trip. There are numerous fishing lodges in the Discovery Island area. Sonora Lodge where we stayed is located near…
Since our retirement from law a year ago we've spent a lot more time at our home in Gig Harbor on Colvos Passage looking out at Vashon Island and Mount Rainier. Things I've not paid attention to are now enjoyable to see and experience. This morning while Lita and I were having coffee on the upper balcony four deer came along the beach at the outer edge. The tide was out and they walked in single file with their hoofs…
We are at our home in Scottsdale where the weather couldn't be more perfect. We've been here a week and have done little more than enjoy ourselves in this relaxed setting and extraordinary weather. Lita's progress from her knee joint replacement surgery has gone really well and she is getting around better every day. Last Sunday friends, whom we have known for many years and who live in desert highlands where our home is located, invited us to attend Mass at…
I realize this is difficult to read due to the small print and quality of the copy. However, it is an interesting family history of my father in law Hollis Barnett. His family traveled across the country all the way to Mount Rainier where they pioneered the area. It is a story of survival which has lessons for all of us. Hollis Barnett died March 22, 1990. See this blog for his story.
My father in law, Hollis Barnett died on March 22nd 1990. He was a unique and wonderful man. You can read about his extraordinary wife Betty Barnett and more about this couple whoI grew to love. https://paulluverajournalonline.com/weblog/2010/03/i-write-this-in-memory-of-my-wifes-father-hollis-hall-barnett-whodied-in-puyallup-washington-on-march-22-1990-at-the-a.html Hollis Hall Barnett died in Puyallup, Washington on March 22, 1990 at the age of 83. Hollis was born in Buckley, Washington on May 3, 1907 and spent his younger years at Mt. Rainier National Park where his father, Herman "Herm" Burke Barnett, was a…
My grandsons were born twins and one twin was given the challenge of autism. Perhaps it is more accurate to say my daughter and her husband were provided an opportunity to test their parental love and parental devotion with one of their children and my grandchild. So far, over a decade of time, they have succeeded in every way in spite of all the obstacles that accompanies a special child like this one. So, when my daughter shared Emily Kingsley essay "Welcome to…
My maternal grandfather Peter (Petar) Babarovich was born April 12, 1861 in the village of Splitska on the island of Brac in the Adriatic Sea. He died in Anacortes, Washington March 5, 1935 see: https://paulluverajournalonline.com/weblog/2012/03/peter-babarovich-1861-1935.htm He died on March 5th 1935 and I was born 12 days later. It must have have been a very difficult time for my mother, to lose her father and then give birth to me. He and my grandmother had seven children all of whom, except my mother,…
