Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Family History: The Races



Nanny at the races. Age 24 {at first glance I thought this photo was at the beach- but that is a sea of cars behind her!}

Last week my Nanny came to visit for a few days- it was nice to have her here & watch her play with my boys. We did a lot of driving & she told me lots o
f old family stories....but she talked a lot about when she and my grandfather {my Deedledee} used to go to the races. He raced 2 to 3 times a week & she worked at an insurance company. He liked her to wear her lucky suit- a black jacket & black pants...which she isn't wearing in the photo below...he must have lost that night.
My grandmother, Millie, is on the right. When I go to my hometown people usually stop me and ask if I'm Millie's grand-daughter. The resemblance is a bit uncanny.

Deedledee and the checkered flag! Hudson, NH. 1951.
I just love this action shot. 151.

My handsome Deedledee posing with his hot-rod.
Deedledee gave up racing when his oldest child, my Aunt Peg {or Auntie Ho-Ho as Marcus calls her!} was born. He thought it was too dangerous for a father to be racing. But racing remains strong in my family. I have vivid memories of listening to the races on the radio with Deedledee and my dad. Watching races on tv, going to races as a little kid, etc. I'm not ashamed to say that I know most Nascar drivers...and to be totally honest, on race Sundays if I'm home, I'll have the race on t.v....I find it calming to hear the cars go round & round.
This photo was shortly after Deedledee stopped racing. Aunt Peg is 2, my dad is 6 month- this was Easter, 1955.....Can you believe how much my Henry looks like my dad? {Minus the big dimple in his chin!}

Deedledee, Me {age 3 1/2}, my dad....listening to the Indy 500 on the truck radio. 1982.

I love that my Deedledee's passion for racing has trickled down to all of us. When he passed away my Nanny glanced at the clock at his bedside. It was 1:51 P.M.