Ina is in The Hot Seat

Interesting blurb, Ina. I think you may have a for real book worthy story. That being said, I am sorry to learn of the hardships you have endured and only hope that your life going forward is easier and happier. If its okay I would like to give you a cyber hug.
 

Thank you Gail, I'll take that hug. All positives are helpful.

I've come to see my life as full of challenges rather than hardships. I admit to a melt down when I lost my last child, and then my husband right on top of that. But, I've seen and done much in my life, and lately my sense of peace is returning.

The book thing has come up many times, but I think the world has enough tragedy in it. My accomplishment was adapting instead of crumbling.
 
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Ina said:
Gail S.

I was born to a German father and a Native American, (Umatilla), mother.

According to my father, a self ordained fire and brimstone minister, I was born as the devil's child. I was his punishment for his earlier sins.

I was raised as a pioneer child might have been. I have farmed and raised beef, hogs, rabbits, chickens. I can foods, hunt, skin, tan hides, work leather, sew, embroidery. I am a potter that can mix my own glazes, and I have built three kilns, I am a portrait artist, and I have been selling those for about 15 years.

I have helped build two homes, and I now live in a large log cabin.

I started school at almost eight, and I finished the fifth grade by the time I was ten, which was all the education my father thought a woman needed.

My father arranged my first marriage when I turned 13, and my mother recieved $500. for her permission.

I became a mother at 14 and 16. At 15, I entered my second relationship with a gentle man with two little girls, and we adopted a young black boy from the Virgin Islands.

I worked at any menial job I could find most of my life until I entered college at 35. I went to college for nineteen years studying whatever I chose.

I owned and ran a commercial and industrial janitorial business that employed 329 employees for 20 years, and lost it in 2008.

I've help cared for and lost all of my family except for some grandchildren, and great-grandchildren.

I am now 64, and starting all over. I volunteer at our local VA hospital, and I am now weaving blankets for the permanent VA residents.
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WOW! Ina.
What a story!
I have never heard anything like that ever before anywhere.
I do admire you so much, and thank you for sharing that with us is all I can say right now.
 

Anglophile said:
Ina, I have just read your life story and I am blown away. Here in England I normally post with females your age who moan about everything and anything and expect life to be presented free on a plate.

Well done you.
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Hear, Hear Hear Anglophile!

Now then Ina...

Do you go out on days to car boots sales or antique/collector fairs?
We have a lot of them here in the UK.
If so, what is it that catches your eyes most, and what is it that would tempt you to spend on it?
 
Ina said:
Gail S.

I was born to a German father and a Native American, (Umatilla), mother.

According to my father, a self ordained fire and brimstone minister, I was born as the devil's child. I was his punishment for his earlier sins.

I was raised as a pioneer child might have been. I have farmed and raised beef, hogs, rabbits, chickens. I can foods, hunt, skin, tan hides, work leather, sew, embroidery. I am a potter that can mix my own glazes, and I have built three kilns, I am a portrait artist, and I have been selling those for about 15 years.

I have helped build two homes, and I now live in a large log cabin.

I started school at almost eight, and I finished the fifth grade by the time I was ten, which was all the education my father thought a woman needed.

My father arranged my first marriage when I turned 13, and my mother recieved $500. for her permission.

I became a mother at 14 and 16. At 15, I entered my second relationship with a gentle man with two little girls, and we adopted a young black boy from the Virgin Islands.

I worked at any menial job I could find most of my life until I entered college at 35. I went to college for nineteen years studying whatever I chose.

I owned and ran a commercial and industrial janitorial business that employed 329 employees for 20 years, and lost it in 2008.

I've help cared for and lost all of my family except for some grandchildren, and great-grandchildren.

I am now 64, and starting all over. I volunteer at our local VA hospital, and I am now weaving blankets for the permanent VA residents.
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I will echo the earlier sentiments: Wow! Just wow, what an incredible life story. Thanks for sharing that.
 
Ina said:
Boozer,

My late husband and I restored and old 1870's log cabin over 26 years ago. So when I go to what we call flea markets, I look for things of that general time frame.
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Thank you for that Ina.
Very nice too.
It is 1.15am here in the UK so I am off to beddy byes now.
I will interrogate you more tomorrow! :sentimental:
 
Ina, you are amazing woman! A survivor.

Would you share some pics of your log cabin?

If you could go back in time, what time period? Only for a visit, of course.
 
Well the Sun is shining here in the UK over most of the country, with temps later around 14 degree.
We are off out shortly for a lovely North Wales coastline walk.

Ina.
Do you like it hot and sunny, warm. cold, cloudy?
Does lousy weather, particularly if it is snowing get you down?

Or are you happy no matter what Mother nature throws at you?
 
Ameriscot said:
Ina, you are amazing woman! A survivor.

Would you share some pics of your log cabin?

If you could go back in time, what time period? Only for a visit, of course.
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Ameriscot, I uploaded pictures to one of my albums called 'Home'. I hope you enjoy them, my late husband and I restored the cabin ourselves.

I would never go back in time, most women were work horses, and few had easy lives.
 
Hi Ina

Not far into the future Ina , we will need to have a new Prime Minister in the UK. The country is in serious need of somebody it can trust. Do you fancy the job as you have my vote.

Sorry I have not yet completed my profile folk, it is on my must do list. James...male last time I looked, have a great day.
 
Gail,
I was in and out of foster homes as a child because my parents kept breaking up and getting back together. At eleven, I was tired of it all, and my foster parents were not good ones, so I decided to run way.

I left and after five hours I was still in Houston. It was dark, and I was scared, and all of the sudden I saw a dark colored car with the door open, and it was running. (I learned to drive a tracker and boat by the time I was ten.) I got in it and drove all the way to Okeama Oklahoma buy selling the spare tire, jake, and emergency road kit for gas. I just told the gas station attendant that my daddy's car had run out of gas back on the road. This was in '63, and people were more trusting.

Problem was, the car turned out to be an unmarked police car. Big oooops. So it was back to another foster home for me. My mother was sober at the time, and threatened to tell the newspapers that they let a "girl' steal a Houston police car, if the police charged me.

So my punishment was that I had a policeman that escorted me everywhere for a month. I have always wondered just what that poor policeman did to deserve his punishment of having to watch me.
 
Ina, I admit I kinda expected your confession to echo my early crimes (45 records and an occasional pack of cigarettes from a neighbor) not the confession you gave of car theft. Thanks though for the entertaining peek into your past. Eleven-year-old Ina deserved a break even if the policeman guarding her did have to suffer in the process.
 
You're an amazing woman, Ina - I don't feel worthy to ask you any more questions. :distress:

I think you could teach most of us how to live life. Certainly, I would be your student.
 
But Phil, your questions always makes me laugh, and humor can make the world a much easier place to accept.

I don't think many people have had that much of an easier life than mine. I just got tired of hiding so much of it. Plus people can count, and that alone bring questions for me.

I wish I had your education in philosophy.
 
On a whimsical note then: The zombie apocalypse has happened and one just broke into the room you're now in. To defend yourself you must choose an item close to hand on your left side. So, tell us how you will kill the zombie.
 
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