Market Street 1890, Logansport, Indiana

Market Street 1890, Logansport, Indiana
Logansport Indiana 1890s, West towards markets owned by our Great-great grandfather Gilbert Rice and his brothers Elihu and Benjamin

Why this blog?

Numerous hours each day are spent at my computer researching and writing about the Leslie F. Rice family, reaching back to 1630, through the years, and into this century. However, and unfortunately, I spend more time on the research side of things, and less on the writing. The result is the discovery of capsules of info which are informative, and often quite fascinating, but which remain with me and are not passed on to The Rice Kids. Some of whom might find these interesting, maybe even exciting.


The intention of this website is thus to release these bits of info as I discover them so as to allow others to participate in my encounters.


Another intention with this website is to allow for, and even create, a communicative process in which interested individuals can interact with me. Criticizing, idea thinking, questioning, and contributing in such a way that this website can be a source of information for enlightenment all of The Rice Kids….. whether they need it or not. :-)


Monday, June 11, 2012

Aunt Marcy's passing


Yesterday June 8, through a surprise and sad email, Dorian informed me of Aunt Marcy’s passing. The years have passed quickly since I last saw Aunt Marcy, but in September of 2011 we briefly exchanged some very pleasant emails.  Following are some excerpts which might be of interest:

Sept 12, 2011
Norman—it was a total surprise to hear from you and I would like to say that I remember you very well when you were living in Mott with your Mom Virginia and your Grandfather Rice.  I came to stay there when Dorian was born for about a week while your Mom helped me take care of Dorian.  I am anxious to hear more about you and Noreen and the rest of the Rice kids.
--Marcy

Sept 16, 2011
So nice to hear from you again.  I would love to hear more about your life in Norway and your career. I went to Elgin ND in 2000 for a class reunion and had a rental car so decided it would be good to go to Mott and look up your Mom but found out that she had died the year before.  We visited your Aunt Dorothy and family in Seattle when Kandi was just four. I remember living in a basement apartment of your Aunt Millie’s in Jamestown with your uncle Larry and our three oldest kids for a whole summer while Larry tended bar at the golf course. That would have been when Kerry was about two years old.  The only time I met your Uncle Franklin was sometime around 1958 or 59 when we met with his family at a resort in Minn.

As for me—I worked as a secretary most of my life and retired from Modesto High School after working there for 23 years. I am 81 now and walk with a cane. I don’t travel at all anymore, but occasionally go to a movie and meet friends for dinner.  I remarried 38 years ago and my husband’s name is Jerry Matson. I still drive a car but my husband does most of the driving.
--Marcy

It was our intention to continue this exchange, something to which I was truly looking forward to. But alas, one more link to our parental generation is now but memories. I remember Aunt Marcy very well, especially her smile and how pretty she was the last time I saw her, which was, goodness, in 1959 I think.  I would truly have enjoyed spending an afternoon or day with her again.
 

I am attaching to this blog the only picture I have of her and even though it is old and quite unclear, her smile truly is seen.  











Kandi has sent us a more recent picture of Aunt Marcy for which I greatly appreciate.
Kandi writes:
Here’s a picture of my mom two years ago when she was 80.   We are having her memorial on Tuesday June 12th at her home in Ceres.  
Thanks for your memories,
Kandi…
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