At my retirement luncheon, my daughter, Elizabeth prepared and delivered an acrostic based on my name. Now, on the 50th anniversary of her birth, I get a chance to prepare and deliver an acrostic using her beautiful name: ELIZABETH
Fifty years ago, I spent long hours outside of a Baltimore hospital, waiting for the birth of our first baby. We had wanted a baby for the first three years of our marriage, and we were overjoyed that our wishes were about to come true.
In 1961, fathers were not allowed in the birthing room, or whatever it was called then. Mothers, also, at that time, usually just asked to be knocked out and awakened when it was all over. Elizabeth's mother spent her birthing time sleeping peacefully, and I spent that time outside of the hospital, pacing nervously up and down Howard Street.
After what seemed like thousands of hours, Elizabeth Doris Vaughan was born, and our lives would never be the same. Our firstborn girl had a distinctive personality, right from her first breath. Let me list some of the characteristics of this fantastic human being:
E - EMPATHY - Elizabeth is one of the most empathetic persons probably ever known by any of us. This is why we love her so. She listens to you, and feels your stress when you are ill or depressed. It all started long ago when she gave her famous Christmas pageant line: "Oh, that poor Donkey, He should have the ride."
L - LIKEABILITY - Everybody likes her... and she likes everybody.. even those that one would normally not particularly like. Once, on a trip to New York City, Elizabeth drifted away from us and made friends with a scruffy, dirty, scabby guy kneeling on the sidewalk, drawing pictures with chalk. They were having a great time talking about their art work.
I - INTELLIGENCE - Yes, she is a genius, just like her dad. When she was very young, some of her teachers did not know how to handle her constant hyperactivity. One teacher complained very loudly about her and I went in to confront that teacher. The teacher suggested that she must be kind of dumb to be making all that movement.. all the time. I told that teacher a little white lie: "Elizabeth has had her IQ tested and it was found to be extremely high. She moves around a lot because her brain needs a lot of stimulation."
My little white lie did the trick.. it impressed that teacher so much that she treated Elizabeth like a princess for the rest of the year. She also spread the word to her fellow teachers.
Z - Catching some ZZZZZZZZZZZ's - As a baby, Elizabeth had her days and nights mixed up. When her mother and I were ready to go to sleep, she wanted to play. .... all night long!
A -ALARMING - Because of her concept of day and night, she sometimes served as our alarm clock and on one occasion she saved our lives. Her grandfather and grandmother came down from Massachusetts to see their new grandchild. Pepere was a heavy smoker and spread his cigarette ashes everywhere. One night, he fell asleep in one of our over-stuffed chairs and dropped a lit cigarette under a cushion. He did not notice it, and went upstairs to bed. The cigarette smouldered.
A couple of hours later, as smoke began to billow in the house, Elizabeth, who was awake at 2 am, as usual, smelled the smoke and cried to wake us up. We hustled the chair out of the house just as it was bursting into flame. Yes, she definitely saved all of our lives!
B - BEAUTIFUL - Yes.. just look at her. She is beautiful! She gets that from her mother, not me.
E - ENERGETIC - Elizabeth has always been in constant motion. She gave the battery company their idea for the Energizer Bunny.
T - TROUBLING - She and her sister got into a lot of trouble when they were in Westminster High School together. Plate glass was broken, bullies got beaten up, bus drivers got sweared at.. and some other stuff that she and her sister did that I kept from their mother. They always thought that they were getting away with something.. usually they were right.. but not always.
H - HORSING AROUND - Once, the High School staged a play of Shakespeare called A Mid-summer Night's Dream. A prop in the play was a gigantic horse made out of papier mache. Elizabeth brought it home and presented me with it, because she knew that I liked to save weird things. How she got it home is a mystery, because it must have weighed 200 pounds. I kept it in our barn room for many years until the paper beetles devoured all the paste and it collapsed.
OK.. put all these letters together and you get:
ELIZABETH -
The word comes originally from the Hebrew name ELISHEVA (My God is an oath).
The Greek version of that name became: ELISABETH and finally:
ELIZABETH with the most common meaning in English: GOD'S PROMISE or GIFT.
And YES, ELIZABETH has been a GIFT to the world for 50 Years!!
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Joe's Family Notes
Friday, October 7, 2011
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Elizabeth's Acrostic
When I retired from the Social Security Administration a few years ago, my daughter, Elizabeth participated in my "roast." Knowing my interest in puzzling, she worked my name into an acrostic. I came across her notes yesterday and want to share this treasured document with family and friends.
Junk that my father has accumulated over the years.. such as 230 fuzzy bunny banks with mange.
Opera. While most fathers punished their children with spanking or time outs, my father believed all we needed was a little culture. The greater the offense, the longer the opera.
Embarrassment. Not his, but rather mine.. like the time my father painted the old Ford Fairlane with black all-purpose paint, using a paint brush. (The strokes didn't even go the same way.)
Voracious (appetite).. otherwise known as the "bottomless pit."
Artistic. He hung artwork on the basement ceiling, in his own recreation of the Sistine Chapel. The problem was, he didn't have any cute little nude cherubs but rather my nude portraits of models from Drawing and Painting 101.
Ubiquitous. My father had a habit of showing up at the worse times. We called him "old six eyes" (four in front and two in back.)
Gullible. He believed the piece of driftwood that washed up on the Ocean Ciity shoreline was the only remains of Captain Ahab's ship after his fateful meeting with Moby Dick.
Hypochondria.. He's had measles twice, chicken pox three times, and had his appendix taken out twice.
Allen wrench. The only tool besides a computer that he has fully learned to master.
Nothing else to add.. except he's the greatest Dad, and I get to enjoy even more of him now that he's retired.
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Junk that my father has accumulated over the years.. such as 230 fuzzy bunny banks with mange.
Opera. While most fathers punished their children with spanking or time outs, my father believed all we needed was a little culture. The greater the offense, the longer the opera.
Embarrassment. Not his, but rather mine.. like the time my father painted the old Ford Fairlane with black all-purpose paint, using a paint brush. (The strokes didn't even go the same way.)
Voracious (appetite).. otherwise known as the "bottomless pit."
Artistic. He hung artwork on the basement ceiling, in his own recreation of the Sistine Chapel. The problem was, he didn't have any cute little nude cherubs but rather my nude portraits of models from Drawing and Painting 101.
Ubiquitous. My father had a habit of showing up at the worse times. We called him "old six eyes" (four in front and two in back.)
Gullible. He believed the piece of driftwood that washed up on the Ocean Ciity shoreline was the only remains of Captain Ahab's ship after his fateful meeting with Moby Dick.
Hypochondria.. He's had measles twice, chicken pox three times, and had his appendix taken out twice.
Allen wrench. The only tool besides a computer that he has fully learned to master.
Nothing else to add.. except he's the greatest Dad, and I get to enjoy even more of him now that he's retired.
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Sunday, November 28, 2010
Toast for Elizabeth and Will Murphy
(With apologies to the official Best Man, Sean Murphy)
Hi, everybody, for those of you who don't know me, I'm Joe Vaughan, the father of the bride. Today, I get the honor of toasting the wedding couple. No, I'm not the best man.. the "best" man is, of course, Will Murphy.
Today, I get the honor of toasting the wedding couple. But first, I need to tell a small joke, give a little advice, and then give the toast, which I hope you all will join me in.
I had planned to tell the joke about the three rings.. you know,
What are the three most important rings in a husband's life?
1. The engagement ring.
2. The wedding ring.
3. Suffering.
But I'm not going to tell that joke, because during the wedding ceremony, the preacher reminded me of an important question that I must ask you:
How many wives can an American man have?
No.. not one, but sixteen:
Yes, "four richer" "four poorer" four better" and "four worse"
Sorry about that.
And now for the advice:
To keep your marriage brimming,
with love in the wedding cup,
whenever you're wrong, admit it,
whenever you're right, shut the hell up!
Here's a little more advice just for Will:
Will, take Elizabeth's hand,
and place your hand over hers.
Now, remember this moment and cherish it,
because this will be the last time you ever have the upper hand!
Now, for the toast:
May you never lie, cheat, or drink.
But if you must lie, lie down with each other, and comfort each other.
And if you must cheat, cheat death and live a long and prosperous life.
And if you must drink, drink with us, for we all love you
and wish you both all the love and happiness that you both deserve!
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(For more about the wedding, see my previous post.)
Hi, everybody, for those of you who don't know me, I'm Joe Vaughan, the father of the bride. Today, I get the honor of toasting the wedding couple. No, I'm not the best man.. the "best" man is, of course, Will Murphy.
Today, I get the honor of toasting the wedding couple. But first, I need to tell a small joke, give a little advice, and then give the toast, which I hope you all will join me in.
I had planned to tell the joke about the three rings.. you know,
What are the three most important rings in a husband's life?
1. The engagement ring.
2. The wedding ring.
3. Suffering.
But I'm not going to tell that joke, because during the wedding ceremony, the preacher reminded me of an important question that I must ask you:
How many wives can an American man have?
No.. not one, but sixteen:
Yes, "four richer" "four poorer" four better" and "four worse"
Sorry about that.
And now for the advice:
To keep your marriage brimming,
with love in the wedding cup,
whenever you're wrong, admit it,
whenever you're right, shut the hell up!
Here's a little more advice just for Will:
Will, take Elizabeth's hand,
and place your hand over hers.
Now, remember this moment and cherish it,
because this will be the last time you ever have the upper hand!
Now, for the toast:
May you never lie, cheat, or drink.
But if you must lie, lie down with each other, and comfort each other.
And if you must cheat, cheat death and live a long and prosperous life.
And if you must drink, drink with us, for we all love you
and wish you both all the love and happiness that you both deserve!
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(For more about the wedding, see my previous post.)
The Marriage of Elizabeth Clark-Burrell and Will Murphy on November 27, 2010
((As an amateur genealogist, I am always excited to find information about weddings that occured many years ago to my family ancestors. Therefore, I am writing this not just to tell my experiences about a wedding that occured yesterday in the year 2010, but to tell my progeny who find this post in years to come about a great family event that happened to their ancestors.
To my great, great, great, great grandchildren: this event is part of your family's life and I hope that reading it makes you feel more connected to those who have gone before you.))
Yesterday was a very happy day for the Vaughan family in Maryland. Elizabeth, the first daughter of Joe Vaughan and Elaine Langlois Vaughan was married to a fine gentleman named Will Murphy. With this marriage, the old Prepop (me) obtained a new son-in-law, as well as several tall, handsome, beautiful grand-children-in-law. Wow!
It was a wonderful marriage ceremony, full of humor and tears. The preacher (Brian Hamilton) was young and witty and seemed to know a lot about Elizabeth (Beth) and Will's lives. We got there a little late (as usual) and missed a family video show, but we did experience all of the beautiful service.
Beth was given away by her daughters, Heather and Danielle Clark, and her Maid of Honor was her daughter, Adrienne Burrell. A very professional looking Cameron Coates (Beth's grandson) did a great job as ring bearer.
For Will's side, his son, Sean, served as best man, and Will's other children and close relatives were all part of the wedding party.
Let me list the names of the others who had a part in making this a memorable day: Heather Hardesty (part of Beth's family), Mary Konilidis (wedding ideas), Mary Thorn (favors), Sister Diane Cole (centerpieces), Carol DeCarlucci (invitations and wedding cd), Jeff Simmons (music cd), Chris and Kathleen Vaughan (wedding pamphlet), nephew Joseph Bass, niece Nicole Johnson, her fiance Brad Hannon, and those others that, through ignorance, I am not listing here.
My partner Elaine (Lottes) and I were treated as honored guests and I was given the priviledge to give the toast at the reception (In case anyone is interested, I'll publish my remarks in a separate blog entry.)
The reception was held at the Hellas Greek restaurant in Glen Burnie. This place is renowned for their crab cakes. And they were good! As was all of the wonderful food that was made available.
Most of the Vaughan children and grandchildren and great grandchild participated vigorously in the dancing, with music provided by a very capable DJ. (Elaine and I also managed to dance a couple of times...although what I do should not be called dancing. My daughter in law, Kathleen, and my daughter, Diane, also very kindly put up with my foot shuffling.)
I took a lot of pictures until it dawned on me that everybody else was snapping photos that would be all over Facebook the next day. So, I relaxed and shut the camera off for a while.
As far as I could tell, everybody had a great time.. in fact, nobody seemed to want to leave at the end. But, since all good things must come to an end, Elaine and I said goodbye to old and new family and old and new friends, took our pieces of wedding cake and left the newly married couple to try to figure out how to make all of their wedding gifts fit into their car.
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To my great, great, great, great grandchildren: this event is part of your family's life and I hope that reading it makes you feel more connected to those who have gone before you.))
Yesterday was a very happy day for the Vaughan family in Maryland. Elizabeth, the first daughter of Joe Vaughan and Elaine Langlois Vaughan was married to a fine gentleman named Will Murphy. With this marriage, the old Prepop (me) obtained a new son-in-law, as well as several tall, handsome, beautiful grand-children-in-law. Wow!
It was a wonderful marriage ceremony, full of humor and tears. The preacher (Brian Hamilton) was young and witty and seemed to know a lot about Elizabeth (Beth) and Will's lives. We got there a little late (as usual) and missed a family video show, but we did experience all of the beautiful service.
Beth was given away by her daughters, Heather and Danielle Clark, and her Maid of Honor was her daughter, Adrienne Burrell. A very professional looking Cameron Coates (Beth's grandson) did a great job as ring bearer.
For Will's side, his son, Sean, served as best man, and Will's other children and close relatives were all part of the wedding party.
Let me list the names of the others who had a part in making this a memorable day: Heather Hardesty (part of Beth's family), Mary Konilidis (wedding ideas), Mary Thorn (favors), Sister Diane Cole (centerpieces), Carol DeCarlucci (invitations and wedding cd), Jeff Simmons (music cd), Chris and Kathleen Vaughan (wedding pamphlet), nephew Joseph Bass, niece Nicole Johnson, her fiance Brad Hannon, and those others that, through ignorance, I am not listing here.
My partner Elaine (Lottes) and I were treated as honored guests and I was given the priviledge to give the toast at the reception (In case anyone is interested, I'll publish my remarks in a separate blog entry.)
The reception was held at the Hellas Greek restaurant in Glen Burnie. This place is renowned for their crab cakes. And they were good! As was all of the wonderful food that was made available.
Most of the Vaughan children and grandchildren and great grandchild participated vigorously in the dancing, with music provided by a very capable DJ. (Elaine and I also managed to dance a couple of times...although what I do should not be called dancing. My daughter in law, Kathleen, and my daughter, Diane, also very kindly put up with my foot shuffling.)
I took a lot of pictures until it dawned on me that everybody else was snapping photos that would be all over Facebook the next day. So, I relaxed and shut the camera off for a while.
As far as I could tell, everybody had a great time.. in fact, nobody seemed to want to leave at the end. But, since all good things must come to an end, Elaine and I said goodbye to old and new family and old and new friends, took our pieces of wedding cake and left the newly married couple to try to figure out how to make all of their wedding gifts fit into their car.
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