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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



Monday, June 20, 2011

PEACH LAKE MEMORIES CHAPTER 9 - PICNICS, SWEDISH PANCAKES & KATE SMITH

PEACH LAKE MEMORIES CHAPTER 9 - PICNICS, SWEDISH PANCAKES & KATE SMITH

On the weekends many of the men in our summer community would all go and play ball and she would have dinner for them and the family when they got back. The women set the tables and such and everyone pitched in by bringing side dishes and such, the men normally did the grilling. She made a salad that was so fresh and light. She only used about a tablespoon of her special salad dressing for a large bowl of salad mixings and I thought it was so different from other salads I had. She would toss and toss and it was so good and light and delicious. It was the Scandinavian way. She made great pickled herring in cream which my Dad loved, but it smelled too fishy for me to even try it. Ha ha ha! Oh and don't forget the Swedish Meatballs. We had a virtual Smorgasbord ... a Swedish word for a buffet meal of varied dishes. Everyone had such a good time being with family.




My Grandfather was a frail man as he was hit by lightening and it damaged his whole body. I just recently found out he had met Nana while she was nursing him back to health. Because of his poor health, my father, who was quite an athlete in running had to leave school as the eldest son and provide for the family. I have wonderful memories of my Grandfather. During the school year, he would walk over to our house for lunch about twice a week while my sister Gwen was in school. Mom would make lunch for us and we would watch Kate Smith on TV and our favorite was when she sang “God Bless America” with such a strong and powerful voice.


After our show we would take our nap and when we woke up, Mom would have cookies and milk waiting and then he would walk back home again. I always remember him as being very frail, but very kind.

When I was little my Grandfather and I would go to pick fresh blackberries in the morning before it got too hot. Oh, could those prickles hurt! Anyway, we would bring them back to Nana and she made the most scrumptious Swedish pancakes you ever wanted to taste. She would stand there cooking them for hours it seemed to me, and she would say “do you want another one”? I always wanted more and she would cook them until I was ready to pop!! She brushed melted butter on them and then I would spread blackberry compote on them from the blackberries Pop and I had picked, and then they were roll them and put powdered sugar on top... YUMMY!!


Swedish Pancakes Recipe
1 cup sifted flour 2 tbsp sugar ¼ tsp salt 3 eggs beaten 3 cups milk 1/3 cup butter softened a good dash of good quality vanilla
Confectioners’ sugar to sprinkle on pancakes when they are finished cooking
Loganberry, blackberry, raspberry or strawberry preserves or fresh fruit mixed with sugar and a touch of lemon and cooked at low temp until softened and ready to use as compote topping be careful not to burn
Sift flour, sugar and salt together. Then add eggs and milk slowly, stir until well blended. Let stand 1-2 hours. Heat griddle, skillet or tempered Swedish pancake pan. Brush well with butter. Spread hot cake batter thin on to pan. Brown on each side, do not burn.
Brush with melted butter , spread thin layer of compote on pancake, then roll, and add sifted confectioners’ sugar lightly on top and a dollop of compote or jam and perhaps a bit of whipped cream.


Nana on her birthday at
Bloomers Lakehouse with partial family
Mom and Dad to the left of Nana
©PEACH LAKE MEMORIES 5/21/11
Peach Lake Memories is a 15 Chapter book with vignettes about my childhood memories. It is copyrighted. Please ask for permission before using any information in my book. Thank you .. donnatrex@yahoo.com

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