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Hi! My name is Donna Boyce Trexler Geertz ... I grew up in Tarrytown, NY and attended Sleepy Hollow High School. I now live in Port Saint Lucie, Florida. You are invited to join me as I share thoughts and contemplations along my journey in life (68 years). I have lost two husbands within the last several years. My first late husband, Bart Trexler, whom I co-pastored a church near Charleston, SC, died from a brain tumor in December 2004, and on Feb 1, 2013 my husband Joe Geertz from complications with a gallbladder operation.

“PEACH LAKE MEMORIES is a compilation of 15 Chapters / vignettes, including pictures, filled with fond remembrances and thoughts of years gone by as I was growing up.
If you scroll down on the right hand side the different chapters are listed, under the faint wording that says "blog archive"..Just click on any one that may interest you.

I have also posted many other stories too on this blog!!
I do hope you enjoy taking a walk down memory lane with me!

M
ay God bless you richly today~

**As a side note, I have other blogs too... 18 in fact.. If you scroll down to the bottom of this page you will you will see a smiley sun graphic.. right under that is the list of my other blogs. Just double click on any one that interests you.




SWEET SONG OF THE PAST

How fast childhood years have flashed by
When hop scotch, jump rope and
pick up stixs where things we played.
Hoola hoops and old maid where so much fun,
comics and mystery books, and boats in the sun.
Oh, to go back to the old ways,
when skate keys and scraped knees
where all part of the phase of growing up!

My dollies where my constant companions,
and playing teatime delighted me so,
Mommy, will you be my turtle,
and help me make a bow,
talk to me for hours,
and swing me soft and low?

Times of lemonade and gingersnaps,
Dragonflies and sitting on my Grandpa’s lap
Swedish pancakes with raspberry jam,
and of course my favorite, swiss cheese and ham!

I took it all for granted, and then childhood faded away
To a place in my mind, where only whisps of it remain.

Oh, to go back to skipping stones, and princess phones,
Fishing with bobbers, and fireflies aglow
and yelling “catch me Daddy” off the dock.
Praying with Mom as we watched the cows graze,
All locked in my mind .. such wonderful days.

In these golden times,
I am grateful for the childhood I had,
knowing it is over sometimes makes me sad.
But, today holds memories of its own,
thank you Lord, I have someone to share it with
I am not alone.

©Donsie's Dialogs 2011 written by Donna 2011



Tuesday, May 31, 2011

DADDY'S LITTLE GIRL


























HOW GOD MADE LITTLE GIRLS

A speck of frills with a pinch of pink,
He mixed these in with a love for dance.
And heaps of laughter, some beauty perchance.
He added oodles more of joy and grace.
Then He put some dimples in just the right places.
As a final touch, He included a curl.
And with that He smiled, for He created a girl.
Author Unknown





Dad with Me at Peach Lake



DADDY SANG TO ME ON THE RADIO!

One of the fondest memories I have of my Father, still touches my heart to a great degree. My Mother and I would listen to the radio quite a bit. One of the songs that would play was “Daddy’s Little Girl”. Although my Father loved to sing, he had a voice like a frog, hahahaha.. so my Mother let me think it was my Father singing to me. It became my favorite song. Dad would come home and I would jump into his arms and tell him I heard him singing to me “today” on the radio!! He of course, did not want to spoil the fun, so he let me think he indeed was the one singing to me. I believed this for years LOL!! Whenever I would hear that song, it made me feel so special and loved.

Daddy and Me at Catskill Game Farm

This was the song I picked for the Father/daughter dance on my first wedding to Fred. I could not stop crying and neither could my Father. It was our special song.

I loved my Daddy more than words can say.. even though my Father is now with the Lord for many years, I still cannot hear this song without great emotion. I will always in my heart be my “Daddy’s Little Girl”, and so will my sister Gwen.

I am so grateful for the family God placed me.

With Dad at Santa Land















MY TRIBUTE TO MY FATHER:

You have been such a blessing in my life Dad. Thank you for your consistent love and caring. I never remember going without. I saw you go to work each day, never complaining and always leaving whatever problems you experienced at the door before coming home. What an example you have been to me in life. I won’t forget your sacrifices and how you taught me that the greatest things in life are not wealth, or fame, but but walking in integrity, contentment and peace. Your selfless giving to Mom, Gwen and myself, and setting the example of caring and honor is a testimony to me of a man preferring his family in love over himself. I will hold our special times together always in my heart, and I know that you will live on in me and in my children. I look forward to seeing you again someday soon in heaven. I will always and forever be your little “chipmunk”!

Love, Donna

You are the most excellent of men Psalm 45:2


Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny and my
Valentine all wrapped up in one person!

I love you card made just for Dad


With Dad and Gwen on way to Peach Lake

Dad in the Middle pictures of my Jr. Prom

Dad and Me at Gwen's Swim club


Dad pinning on my United Airline Stewardess wings at the ceremony in Chicago

Poor Dad, I was always talking on my Princess Phone!

On Daddy's Lap at Connie's Wedding Mom in picture too!

Dad with Muffin on his lap.. Muffin was a puppy in picture










DADDY’S LITTLE GIRL

You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold,
You're daddy's little girl to have and hold.
A precious gem is what you are,
You're mommy's bright and shining star.
You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree,
You're the Easter bunny to mommy and me.
You're sugar you're spice, you're everything nice,
And you're daddy's little girl.
You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold,
You're daddy's little girl to have and hold.
A precious gem is what you are,
You're mommy's bright and shining star.
You're the treasure I cherish so sparkling and bright,
You were touched by the holy and beautiful light.
Like angels that sing a heavenly thing,
And you're daddy's little girl.


~ Daddy's Little Girl ~ another version
You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold,
You're daddy's little girl to have and hold.
A precious gem is what you are,
A ray of hope, a shining star.

You're the brightest of the sunshine
Morning's first light
You warm my day, you brighten my night
You're sugar you're spice, you're everything nice,
And you're daddy's little girl.

By Bobby Burke and Horace Gerlach, 1949

to hear this song:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M7G06tGlm7E




Dad with me at Copa Cabana when I was in Miss Universe Pageant


With Dad and Mom

On Daddy's lap at Christmas


My Wedding Day to Fred

©DADDY’S LITTLE GIRL 6/1/11