“Happy Father’s Day to Grandpa, Thomas F. Brady”

Jun 17th “Happy Father’s Day to Grandpa, Thomas F. Brady”

“Mr. and Mrs. Thomas F. Brady”

“Where, in the world would the “Brady Boys” be without a wonderful “Mother and Father” that took a chance, with a new start in a very “NEW AMERICA” coming over the “OCEAN by SHIP” and so very over crowded, with all the hardships to be endured, as this was happening in the “1850” era, and each with their own parents, and in different years, eventually selected to migrate to the “MISSOURI STATE” area, and that is where they would live, and one day meet, by the hand of the Almighty, to start a NEW and wonderful FAMILY in the middle of AMERICA.”

Isn’t it just wonderful to be able to have these very old PHOTOS of “Anne E. Smart and Thomas F. Brady” something now very old, and also to know, that these were held in their very own hands, and then my “MOTHER’s hands” terrific old PHOTOS of my GRAND-PARENTS. These old PHOTOS are a real treasure to me, just to have and hold, to see for myself, and now to share with everyone that is “new” in our growing FAMILY – from yesterday, today, and going forever – forward.

After Mr. Brady died, and only Marie and her MOTHER were living together, her one sister, “Irene married to Mr. Wm. B. Riley” and all of the Brady brothers married and living as far away as TEXAS and CHICAGO, it was getting time for MARIE to start looking around, to see if perhaps there was a suitable person, that her MOTHER would approve of.

If you have read some of these posts, you have some of the story already but, I do not believe I had taken the time to mention, that “Grandma Brady” was still living when I was born, and as a baby, I do not remember her, but she did get to see me and even to care for me.

I remember my MOTHER, telling me that since “GRANDMA BRADY” lived with us, that there were times when my Mother would have need of a “baby-sitter” and that she was not sure, if her own “Mother” my “Grand-mother” was strong enough to pick me up, and or even be aware of me crying, and or in need of something.

“Grandma Brady” was in her eighties and now my DAD would do most of the cooking, as he was a CHEF and was trained for cooking, while serving in the ARMY. So the story goes, that after “Grandma BRADY” was baby-sitting me several times, she complained to my MOTHER saying, “All Mary Ellen does is sleep, when you are gone, and I thought, that I would get to do something with her?”

My Mother had told me, that she was glad, that I like to sleep, because she did not think, that her MOTHER could lift a heavy “eight pound” baby, too much, and was afraid of my being dropped, accidentally? So, My “GRANDMA BRADY ” was there for me, but I was so satisfied with everything, that I did not take the time to cry for someone, so my eyes may have seen you, “GRANDMA BRADY” but, my memory box was not as yet programmed for the re- memory of the first few months of LIFE!

“May the Almighty Yahweh Bless my Grand-parents, as I am anxious to see them in Eternity – when all of the FAMILY will be meeting together, to share LOVE and STORIES with wonderful endings for all of us!” D.V.