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Family Photos

Grandmother Katie Ingrisch	Uncle John Engrisch (Ingrisch)	Papa Martin Ingrisch, Katie (L) & Aunt Lizzie (R)	Ingrisch Sisters Lizzie & Katie
Papa's Birthday w/ Margaret, Charlie, Katie, Anton, Martin, Margaret & George	Ingrisch's: F-L: John, Papa Martin, Anton (Tony). B-L: George, Katie & Charlie	Agnes, Harry, Jody, Joe - 1969	Donaldson bar-b-que - (L-R) Harry A. Donaldson, Anne, Linda, Kathy, Jody, Lucida, Franci, Deborah. 1959
Katie, Anne & John at Brookhaven	Cherrie & Katie

 

 

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June 23, 2005 Anne & Jim had to hire a professional Bee Keeper to remove a hive from an old butter churn on her porch.  Master BeeKeeper Bill Owens

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Anne & Jim Allen at the 2000 Family Reunion
Jim died October 10, 2005.

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Darkness

by Anne Allen Little

The following little story relates the worry and caring most Mother’s
 have concerning their loved ones.

     In 1945 we moved into our newly built house on Lookout Avenue.  There were five of us Mama, Frances, Dot, Laura, and little old me.  Each person lived their daily lives in many different ways.  Mama became the prime caregiver, Frances the primary bread winner, Laura & Dot contributors toward utilities & I had the luxury of being just a kid.   

     Laura graduated from West Fulton High School and went to work for Western Union in Atlanta.  Her job consisted of typing up the messages that came over the wire.  She worked the night shift which meant she did not get off work until close to midnight.  Because she got off work so late at night she usually caught the last streetcar to Almont Park, and she was one of the last people to get off the streetcar. 

     She would get off the streetcar and begin her walk home.   It was pitch black dark.  There were no streetlights around, as today.   Not very far up the road she would hear a little voice from the darkness saying, “Laura”.  Laura would reply, “Yes”.  This little voice from the darkness belonged to Mama.  Every night Laura worked, Mama would walk in the darkness to meet her, so she would not have to walk home alone in the dark. Laura would tell her, “Mother, you don’t have to come down to walk with me”.   But almost every night there she would be waiting in the darkness.   

This is just one example of the many ways Mama expressed her love and caring for her family.

Anne L. Allen