With her husband and
daughter, she moved to a big house in Chula Vista near the San Diego Golf
Course bought by her father. There she
began a custom printing business in her basement to support her family. Eventually she moved the business to a
downtown building, and advanced the printing process through her old windmill
platen press to a small Gutenberg offset press that she called St Peter.
Over the years, she began
to keep up with her husband’s drinking.
One lunch they had 11 martinis.
Although she grew fat, she still played golf. Her father grew tired of living at 99 and died. Her husband developed jaw and mouth
cancer. At the same time, her Mother in
Law’s emphysema grew so bad she could no longer live by herself.
During this time, she too
had another bout with cancer…the first was colon cancer in 1948, and the last a
tongue cancer with breast and thyroid cancer in between.
After her husband, father,
and father’s mother died, she went on a diet and began cruising around the
world. She moved to Point Loma in the
late 1970’s, and met her third husband, Bob, on Shelter Island. They cruised the west coast on his yacht the
Querida then the Meg-a-Bob for many years before she died in 1989. Bob died ten years later.
Loved all the photos. So glad you have those treasures.
ReplyDeleteShe had quite a life! So many bouts of cancer too. She lived a long time after diagnosis and treatment it seems.Very fortunate!
ReplyDeleteTwo questions...how long have you and George (that little hippie) been together and how do you know it was eleven martinis? Finally, give yourself a pat on the back because you have come out the other side as an accomplished soul!
ReplyDeletewow, I sneaked in there towards the end.
ReplyDeleteWow! The memories!
ReplyDeleteOld photos never die, they just fade away. Wonder what will become of all these digital snaps? Mage, Madge, Maggie Morgot, Margaret. What a list. Scary thing is I am beginning to recognize them.
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