This LO was done in response to the Inspired Scrapbooking class at BigPictureClasses.com by Stacy Julian. The month of May is stories about You- well, in this case, Me. I used CTMH Cricut cart ArtBooking for the titles & the paper pack is Timberline.
The journaling reads:
The 1981 trip to Montana was the condition I was given in getting my driverís license at 16. My motherís older Ĺ sister, brother and mother lived in Montana. My father did not want to go visit them. So my getting a driverís license was so I could help drive with my mom to Montana- about 1,140 miles (Prunedale, CA to Missoula, MT). The drive up thru northern California along Interstate 5 is beautiful especially with Mt. Shasta in the distance. Thankfully it was a beautiful April day and the mountain showed itself in all its snowy glory so I couldnít resist taking photos w/my Minolta XG-1 (a camera I had saved for & purchased the year prior). I know I had to have taken photos other than this, but over the years these are all I have found of the trip. The one photo of a rocky ridge is actually a Ďdeadí volcano also along that I-5 route in CA. What I remember of visiting with my family is my Uncle Vincent & Aunt Karenís kids, Melinda (2-yrs younger than me) and her 2 younger sisters, Helen & Mary. My Aunt Martha (my momís Ĺ sister) is nuts & I disliked every interaction with her. Very overbearing and the cigarette smoke in the house was awful. My grandmother- I called her Grandma B (short for Bollinger so I could differentiate her from my fatherís parents) was sweet, but she could be very controlling. This visit is also where I learned that my Aunt Martha, Uncle David & Grandma did not believe in banks and had lots of old coins in small tool boxes in the basement. They also had guns & ammunition as the Communist were coming any time now. They lived on a hill away from town on a dirt road. This confirmed my suspicions about my Aunt Martha being nuts. Overall this visit enlightened me on why my father didnít want to come. I was also very glad they did not live near us. There is much more to this story and all the details about this part of my family, but I might have to write a book to cover it all. I used to joke I could sell the stories to be a soap opera.
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