Sunday, March 29, 2009

The Wedding #16

It is 1982 now, Ron is 19 years old and dating a girl named Bonnie, she is a year younger than he is. Ron never drank until he met Bonnie, Ron was always criticizing Doug because he drank. Bonnie lived in another town, about 20 miles from us, her parents were divorced. She had three other sisters, Nancy, Kay and Linda, they were not married but Nancy had a little girl Heather. Bonnie's mom had put all her daughters, even Bonnie, on birth control pills right after Nancy got pregnant, at this time Bonnie was going on 15 years old. The mothers name was Barb, she told me this when I first met her, I was shocked to hear this.

Ron's drinking became worse, he would even drive his car the 20 miles when drinking. When he told me they were going to get married I told him he was making a mistake. My husband was really mad but what can you tell a child going on 20 years old that was now drinking too much and not listening. I tried to like Bonnie, but I caught her in one lie after another. Wayne s sisters lived in the same town as Bonnie and our niece told us all about Bonnie and her life style with boys before she met Ron. See this is what happens when you give a child birth control pills and they know they will not become pregnant.

1983, time to get married, we had reconciled our self to the fact they were getting married and had the wedding at our house and the reception will be at the VFW in Bonnie's town. The wedding went off pretty well considering we could not pack one more person in our house, it was a nice turn out. The reception was very nice, we had planned for just the right amount of people, but Bonnie's dad was at the bar and everyone that came in he told them to help themselves to the buffet, these people were not invited, just came in for a drink, we almost ran out of food. I would not have minded but Bonnie's folks did not help pay for anything. I was glad to see everyone have a good time and thankful there were no fights, because everyone was drinking quite a bit.

Bonnie got pregnant right away, so the kids decided to stay with us until the baby was born. Sarah was born on November 14, 1983, such a sweet baby, she had blue eyes and dark hair. The kids got an apartment when Sarah was six months old, about a mile from us. My husband had gotten a job at Haworth in Holland, they make office furniture and sell it all over the world. Ron had just started there also in the factory assembling the office furniture and Bonnie started working as a waitress and I baby sat Sarah.

I liked to go with my friend and look for old bottle dumps, these are dumps that have no garbage in them, we did find some nice old bottles and some day I may write about these adventures. In 1984 Ron bought ne a metal detector, the name of the detector was a White Classic SL for my birthday. I still have it and use it, not so much since I had my heart attack, but the years I did use it was so nice, I would be out on the beach sometimes half the day. I found lots of change, watches, necklaces, pins, tokens and just junk. One time I had just started detecting when a lady came up to me and said a women had just left and she had lost her gold bracelet with diamonds on it right over there by the water. She also gave me the phone number in case I found it, well I did find it and I did charge $20.00 if it was worth a lot to get it back, after all I did not have to return it at all. I phoned the woman (she was from New York), she came over and was insulted that I was charging her for something that already belonged to her. I then told her to take it, and I also told her it was people like her that made us detectors to keep our finds and I turned around and slammed the door, I was so mad and sorry I had called her. Earlier that week I took the bracelet to be appraised and it was worth $350.00, that is why I believe it was worth a $20.00 reward. I had found countless class rings, I tracked down the owner but never charged them anything, was just glad they got them back, because most kids pay for there own.

By the time we moved here the kids were older and doing their own thing and I had time to pursue my hobbies as well. Ron was married and had his own home, Doug was working, and behaving himself, he also had his own apartment. I had planted my first garden and it was such a success, I had tomatoes, squash, corn, potatoes, green beans, carrots and I did not even use fertilizer on the soil. I was also was raising chickens and rabbits, which Doug had brought home and wanted me to take care of them. I raised them until I hurt my back and then Doug's friend said he would take them, he had a farm. I would not have given them to him if I knew he was going to eat them, I was just heart sick, I had made them all trust me and I went and gave them to some one that butchered them. We wanted to buy this home but the owners kid wanted it, he was going to get married, so we knew we were in for another move, we lived here from June of 1979 until September of 1988.

24 comments:

The Cat Realm said...

WHO got married SIXTEEN times???
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Thanks for visiting us.

Denise said...

I can't wait for the next instalment :) So interesting.

Femin Susan said...

I enjoy your old memories........... I love your blog and reading about a life so interesting and different....
Keep up the great posts. Love, light and blessings to you and your family :)

WELCOME TO MY WORLD OF POETRY: said...

I'm waiting for the next instalment, it is really very good. I wouldn't know where to start with my life. Still it's grand to read others.

Take care.

Yvonne.

chubskulit said...

I missed some part of the stories because of our vacation.. we just got back, thanks for the visits and comments..

Sometimes people just don't know how to return gratitude to others and this woma is one of them. Did she even thank you that you found her stuff?

ryliej said...

visiting... have a nice monday!

Hootin' Anni said...

I would love to go and search for old bottles! I bet you have a lot to tell with that! Do you still have some of the ones you found?

Gramma Ann said...

Such an interesting life you and Wayne had. I hope Ron's marriage lasted and he is happy with Bonnie. I guess we will have to wait for the next installment to find out.

I hope they appreciated you taking the time out of your life to baby sit for them. Sometimes our children think we should be their build in baby sitters, never taking into account that we raised our children, and now we have a life of our own doing other things that does not include raising their children. Like, using a medal detector to find things. That sounds like fun. Sometimes I see my neighbor using his detector trying to find things.

Missy said...

Wow now that was another interesting story. You have had to pack and move A LOT!

Gramma Ann said...

Hi Margaret, You will find my sons pictures on my blog "Mercedez And Evan's Fun Room" They were posted on December 13, 2008. Just click on archives and then click on December and find the 13th of December and there are about 10 or 12 pictures of him.

ancient one said...

Your life is very interesting... now I think I want a gieger counter ..LOL My husband and I always loved rummaging old trash piles... I would love to see pics of some of your old bottles...

I'll be back for the next chapter!

Patty said...

Once again some interesting reading. Kids,, they never want to take their parents advice. But like I told Abe, we didn't take our parents advice either, we had to learn out way, and so did our kids.

I've always tried to get along with the in-laws, but sometimes it can be very hard, depending on what's going on with them. But one thing I can't stand is a liar. Our one ex son-in-law was so bad at it, I don't think he even knew when he was lying. Either that or he's just a habitual liar. I never could figure out if he thinks he's making himself look better, or just doesn't want to own up to the truth. It took him 30 years before he came out of the closet. I hate to say this, but this was one daughter's wedding we didn't attend. We were certain he was gay at the start. It broke my heart, but there was no way I could have gone and stood there smiling for family pictures, when all I wanted to do was hit him in the head. It took him two marriages and two children before he finally admitted his sexual preference. Deceitful person. And no I don't have anything against gays, we have another daughter that lives with a woman, and we've accepted that, we love them both. It was the way he went about it and wasn't truthful. At least this other daughter didn't marry, have children and try to pretend everything was ok, she knew from the start and wasn't going to hide it.

As for the woman that claims she lost the bracelet, myself, I would have been more than willing to pay $20.00 to get it back. If it meant much to her, she would have paid you. Perhaps she had it insured and had already turned it into the insurance company. I have found that sometimes the more someone has (money wise), the stingier they are.

Will be waiting for the next installment. Wondering, if you go to an apartment or a house.

Judy said...

I think it would be great fun to have a metal detector and to go bottle hunting. I like anything that has to do with rummaging through stuff to find something good. I would have gladly paid the $20 to get my stuff back. These posts are so fun and interesting.

Becky and Gary said...

Love reading more memories Margaret. Keep up the good work.
B.

Lilly said...

Hi Margaret I am catching up on the few posts I have missed. I love the way you tell a story. Its fabulous reading!

Steppa and her Babys +Lover Guy said...

LOVE IT LOVE IT thanks girl ar u stil moving i hope not cant wate for the next one but i gess i have to How ar your fur babys doing i miss them give them a sques and kissis from me

Puss-in-Boots said...

You tell a good story of your memoirs, Margaret. Keep going, I'm enjoying reading about your life.

Cats~Goats~Quotes said...

So enjoying this!!!

Joseph Pulikotil said...

Hi Margaret :)

I enjoyed reading slices of your life both good times and bad times. Ups and downs.

I can understand when Ron wanted to marry Bonnie you must have been really upset. All parents want good things happen to their children. But children have a mind of their own. After a certain age they have to live their own life. We have very little control over them.

The lady who refused to pay you $2o must be very miserly. You have done your duty and your conscience is clear.

In my own case, I spent quite a lot of money for my third son to get a degree. But to my shock and horror he not only did not write his final exams but did not even bother to tell me. I was terribly upset when I heard it because I spent my hard earned money on him and he wasted it. I did not say anything although I was terribly annoyed. I consoled myself thinking that did my duty.

As we grow older we live on our memories - sometimes they are good and sometimes they are bad. Life is a journey with full of surprises. My mother in law was 88 when she passed away. Her famour words even in the most difficult and trying times was,"THERE IS NEVER A DULL MOMENT."

Have a nice day, Margaret :)
Joseph

Margaret Cloud said...

Thank all you friends for coming by, I appreciate it very much and I do enjoy coming by your posts.

Lily said...

well it is 12 am bean cant sleep so i took her over her fur more of your grate story but nothing yet her luv your storry

Merle said...

Dear Margaret ~~ I tried to leave a reply last night and it wouldn't get through. Another great episode in your story. Glad that Wayne got back in touch with his children after so long. I hope Bonnie settled down after the marriage and baby.
Thank you so much for your comments. Glad you liked the story of Faith and the butterflies and jokes. I have my brother visiting at present for a few days. Take care, my friend. Love, Merle.

Renie Burghardt said...

Another interesting chapter of your life, Margaret. The teen years are usually the hardest for most parents, I think. They were for me. Thank goodness that with maturity comes wisdom!

Metal detecting is a fascinating hobby, I'm sure! I loved collecting old bottles as well, and have several that are quite valuable.

Looking forward to the next chapter. Have a great day, Margaret.

Renie

Lynn@ The Vintage Nest said...

Enjoyed reading and looking forward to the next installment. I bet a metal detector is a lot of fun. I would love to have one at the beach.

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