Remember - a 50th wedding anniversary poem - option: skip request and go
straight to poem
What is your Name?
A1: Mariane Campbell
Q2: What is your Email Address?
Who do you want the poem written for ?
A3: 50th Wedding Anniversary
(Party scheduled for Sunday, August 4th -- we will need by the 2nd)
Q4: Why do you want the poem written ?
A4: Honor our parent's, Wilbert & Bernadette Flowers wonderful 50 years of
marriage. They were married on August 4, 1951. We often like to
reminisce, and poem that reflects some of these memories is a great idea...
Q5: What are the key messages you would like the poem to send ?
A5: I have copied/pasted comments & memories put together by the brothers
and sisters. I will also email this 'document'to you in case the form
cannot handle the amount of text.
Q6: Do you have any funny, sad, happy, embarrassing or otherwise memorable
moments that you would like to share ?
A6: In age order - Chip, Diane, Mariane, David and Karolyn), There is 10 years
between the oldest to the youngest. Small occasions were made special - trips to
Bartolotta's grocery and Dad would buy one piece of cheesecake to share with the
one kid who went grocery shopping with him. Mother & Dad always were
our barbers. Dad cut the boy's hair, and Mother cut the girl's in a pixie
style. Dad always combed the girl's hair -would hold our head still by
holding us by the jaw -- we each have a permanent part down the middle of
our head. Mother & the girls preparing Holiday meals side by side, and
Dad & the boys watching the football game. Holidays were always made
exciting - Christmas was especially magical - Mariane still believed in Santa
Claus until she was thirteen. We always went to summer fairs &
July 4th parades and fireworks.
The few vacations we did take were at Pymatuning lake, horseback riding,
watching the sunsets, pontoon boat rides, nighttime campfires, and hot dogs,
popcorn & marshmallows cooked over the fire. Each trip we would feed the
carp and ducks at the Spillway. Mother would even make pancakes on the camp
stove for breakfast. Imaging 5 children in a small car with a large canvas
tent on the backseat floor and the kids sitting on sleeping bags laid across the
seat, riding for 3 hours. Karolyn, the youngest, always managed an accident or
an illness before or during the family vacation ie: cutting her head open the
night before leaving, getting sunburned.
One year Diane went to summer camp. Before leaving, Mother told her not to
go on a boat because we didn't know how to swim. Well she went out on the
canoe anyway and overturned the canoe.
School picnics at Kennywood Park - Mother's fun was to hold the younger
kids in the roller coaster with her famous armlock while Dad watched and enjoyed
his ice cream cones dipped in chocolate & nuts. We always stayed until
the park closed.
Our parent's devotion, Mother's watchful eye and Jesus' care got all the
children through many sicknesses, and almost deadly illnesses( Chip drinking
gasoline, Chip& Diane's death defying ride down Wiegel's Hill Road in the
car by themselves, and Mariane's heart problems.) Praise Jesus for our
Dad's most recent lung cancer survival that bound the family together like no
other crisis has before.
Our dad was able to repair just about anything - washer, dryer, toaster, bikes,
but his true enjoyment was "putzing" around with his car.
Dad was always able to repair his car, all the kid's cars and even his
brothers' & inlaws cars. Dad helped Chip rebuild a '57 Chevy. We still
depend on Dad's car advice today.
Economically it was very difficult to raise 5 children, but there was always the
rich spirit of Jesus.
The oldest brother has become a Christian Pastor. There are 6 grandchildren(5
living, 1 deceased)
Mother and Dad tried everything possible to cut costs. We were a very
hardworking family. Mother baked bread every couple of days, and she baked pies,
cakes, cookies, bread and rolls for special occasions & holidays. She
made the best Coconut Cream Pie& homemade strawberry shortcake in the world
- Dad loved his desserts & would always scope the kitchen to see which pie
or plum pudding he could cut into before the festivities would begin. He
was famous for always trying to sneak a bite. My mother's brothers
& sisters loved to stop by on Sundays - they knew the Bake Shoppe was full
of pastries. It was common to have 10-12 people on Sunday dinner.
We lived in a 2 bedroom home, so needless to say, all 5 children slept in
1 bedroom. At night we frequently would get the giggles and have difficulty
settling down to sleep. My mother would call up and tell us to be quiet. After
several attempts to quiet down, Mother would send Dad up to discipline us. We
would hear his stomping feet on the stairs and we would pull our covers up over
our heads. He would try to sound stern as he was grinning and leaning on the
doorframe. We would peek out from under the covers & before you knew it he
was laughing with us.
Mother has the voice of a bird - an awesome soprano. She sang for church
weddings & other functions, and was a member of the church choir. She
sang Ave Maria for Mariane's, Chip's, and Karolyn's wedding. There are
comforting memories of mother's lullabies to soothe a crying child (favorite
songs - 'Little Sir Echo'" Playmate" and 'Teddy Bear's Picnic').
All 5 children were born in the country. On summer evenings or weekends,
the whole family would pile into the car for a long evening drive, and would
always end up at a soft-serve ice cream shoppe - daddy's favorite!
Mother & Dad, we are thankful for your love and devotion to your family.
All of us have many special memories we keep dear to our hearts. Your emotional
strength and love has seen us through heartbreak & illness but you have the
fruit of your children's lives to show what a family's love is all about.
∑ Going to Ripple's farm to buy corn & fresh milk - we even filled our own
glass gallon jugs.
∑ Plating gardens at Pangborn Hollow; chasing the cows away from the corn;
daddy pride in raising those brussel sprouts.
∑ Dad taking the boys to baseball games at Old Forbes Field and Three River's
∑ Mother's dinner-plate sized home-made pancakes - could never eat more than
∑ Mother and the girls going Christmas shopping together
∑ Summer evenings swinging on the back porch swing, reminiscing & laughing
over childhood memories.
David's many summers pitching baseball at Little league & Pony league
Each child's high school graduation was a grand celebration of accomplishment
Mother & Dad had a deep love for their children, sharing & taking care
of us into adulthood. They were by our sides to lend a hand, give advice
or provide a shoulder to cry on. As years passed, and each child moved
away, they were always there to help financially if any of their children needed
it or to help remodel the kid's home. Our family learned what it was like
to earn a day's pay while working very hard. Our family worked
side-by-side in a Mom & Pop Grocery Store "Flower's Grocery " .
The store had the biggest penny candy counter in the world. All 5 of us
have special memories from the store - stocking shelves, doing inventory,
slicing lunchmeat, providing party trays for graduations & weddings,
delivering groceries, sorting pop bottles and waiting on customers.
In the earlier years, Dad worked at the Clairton Steel Mill. I can
remember picking daddy up at the parking lot at the end of his evening shift.
Mother worked at the Rexall Drugstore and it was a special treat for Diane
and Mariane to have Mother make us ice cream sodas & malts at the old-
fashioned soda fountain of years gone by.
We always had pets to raise - either one's that we bought or one of the little
dogs that David always dragged home & say "Mom, this dog needs a
family". We especially remember 'Lady', the stray German Shepherd
that we adopted - she seemed to have ESP-She was always there if one of the kids
fell, we fell on her. She was the most gentle dog with the watchful eye.
Our neighbor Stella loved Lady so much that she didn't tell us when Lady ate her
whole Christmas ham from her back porch one Christmas Eve. Mother had a yellow
canary named "Pretty Boy". This canary would wake us up in the morning
with his singing.
My Dad's father was called "Pappy" and he died approximately 30 years
ago. Angela, 8 year old grandchild, couldn't say grandpap. She
started calling him "Pappy" and it has stuck with the younger
Q7: Do you have any other comments or thoughts ?
Q8: What style of poem would you prefer ? (Happy, sad, romantic etc.)
A8: Happy, sentimental, family oriented. Only close family will be in attendance
Q9: Which charity would you like your donation made to ?
A9: American Cancer Society
Q10: Choose either the economy, standard, unique, deluxe or combo package.
years from top to toe,
many wonderful memories,
where those memories go?
trips to Bartolotta's grocery,
piece of cheesecake was the child's treat,
very nice to look forward to,
something so very, very nice to eat :)
Mother and Dad the barbers,
Dad always combed the kidís hair,
were held firmly by the jaw,
with a permanent parting just - there.
Mother and the girls at Holiday times,
the meals side by side,
and the boys watching the football game,
couldn't lift a finger if they tried !
remember Holidays were always exciting,
was an especially magical time,
its hard to describe the exact feeling,
other times its hard to find the right rhyme :)
do remember believing in Santa Claus,
admit, one of us was all of thirteen,
I figured out who came down the chimney,
who fed the reindeers that I'd never seen :)
Dad repairing everything,
dryer, toaster - he was a star,
he is simply a magician,
it has anything to do with a car.
not having much money,
we had riches beyond compare,
had all the love in the world,
all our Godly love to share.
Mother baking her bread,
the world's best Coconut Cream Pie,
sweetest tooth she could satisfy.
vacations at Pymatuning lake,
riding and watching the sunset,
dogs, popcorn, marshmallows over the camp fire,
boat rides and getting soaking wet.
school picnics at Kennywood Park,
rollercoaster and Mother's famous armlock,
would watch and eat his ice cream cones,
we'd stay until close o'clock.
all sleeping in the same room,
get the giggles and soon you'd climb the stair,
you stern with a stifled grin,
still see you standing there.
Mother's sweet voice,
said that she has the voice of a bird,
wonderfully awesome soprano,
of the sweetest sounds you've ever heard.
most of all, we remember our parent's love and devotion,
their unblinking watchful eye,
them for caring so very much,
are the perfect parents they personify.
our collective love,
that love has pulled us through,
so proud of this family,
so proud to be part of you.
just how loved we were,
today just how lucky we are,
thanks to your love and guidance,
all travelled so remarkably far.
Your Children Ė
Diane, Mariane, David & Karolyn
Allen Jesson :) 2001
morning Allen -- we all loved this first draft -- you hit the target on many
memories. We did decide that we would like the poem to be from 'WE'
instead of I,
we wanted to change these, along with a couple other requests"
got there in the end and made the deadline. ED :)