Saturday, February 9, 2008
Who would have thought that this 1958 Country Squire Ford wagon (color was beige)would become a delivery room on Saturday, January 18, 1958 at 10:30am. I was 14 when this special day happened. My mother was carrying her 3rd child, back in those days you did not know the gender until delivery. It was about 9:30 that morning and my mom said she felt it was time to go to the hospital, but she felt fine and took her time getting ready and had a cup of tea upstairs. My dad had gone to work to Almacs to get overtime this Saturday and she was going to go with my Aunt Hilda (Rea) and Uncle Joe, who would drive. I was to stay at home with Nana. (Who knew that Nana would be come instumental in helping me become a woman that morning, but that is another story. Nana kept telling her to leave since Lying in Hospital on Smith Street was about 30 minutes away. Nana said "I had 5 children and the time in now. The doctor is wrong" My mother said she had seen the doctor yesterday and he said it would be at least another 2 weeks. They finally left about 10:am with my mom in the back seat.
When we received the phone call later that morning we found out that my mom did not make it to the hospital before the arrival of my baby sister. she had a serious labor pain as they drove past Holy Rosary Church in Providence. As they turned towards the Hospital entrance my sister was born in the car at 10:30am. Immediately Rea ran into the hospital for help. They asked if the baby was crying. As they came out they heard the yells and told Rea everything would be fine.
My Mom and sister were rushed into the hospital to be care for by the professional OB-GYN staff. When the doctor was called his words were "I'can't believe it!"
This was a day we would all remember so clearly.
This January 18, 2008 Maureen Jean Pacheco Sweeney became 50 years old. It seems like only yesterday that this all happened. On Friday, January 8, 2008 a Surprise Birthday Party was given at the K of C hall in Riverside, RI for all her family and friends to celebrate this special occasion. The theme was "Life is a Beach" There were decorations around this theme and an orange life preserver to be signed by everyone attending.
Below are the photos of the evening that was enjoyed by everyone,
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
February 11, 1967- the night that changed my life!
The pick up line, "Do you come here often?" was said to me many years ago. I can remember that Saturday, night February 11, 1967, as if it were yesterday. It started by me going with my friend Angie, a fellow teacher from Meadowcrest Elementary School in Riverside, East Providence,RI, to our Saturday night dance club, The Grist Mill in Seekonk. Massachusetts. I had a rough day handling 42 fifth graders (back then we had large classes and no assistants) and really didn't want to go that night, but she pleaded that we wouldn't stay long and that she wanted to see Carney, that she had met the previous Saturday. We had a pact that we would always go together and leave together. I agreed. That night was a night of older men, whom I danced with and with whom I didn't want to build any relationship. Since I was not enjoying the hours, I decided I would spend the rest of the time in the ladies lounge. As I walked towards the room I was met with "Do you come here often?"He was rather tall and good-looking and wearing a smart-looking camel hair blazer. We chatted awhile and then he asked me to dance, after all this was a dance hall. He literally swept me off my feet. It was a waltz and was he fabulous. It seemed that we were a couple that came from Arthur Murray studio. We were great.
That moment I said to myself "I found someone I would love to know better and I could spend the rest of my life with this one man"
My moment of dreaming was broken by his question, " I would like to call you, would you mind providing me with a number? "He asked me for my number and said he would call, that was February 11, 1967. We were married on June 28, 1969. Just made our 38th wedding anniversary this past June. By the way, John is still a fabulous dancer and the waltz is a our favorite dance along with our favorite Anne Murray's song , May I have this Last dance"