Boris photos

My sweet old Boris died in his sleep last night. If you know me or if you've been following my blog, you know Boris and how much he meant to me. We had over 10 great years with him and he will be missed so very much. I'm thankful that he died peacefully in his sleep, curled up on his cush. The past week he had slowed down a lot, but didn't appear to be suffering.

Here are some photos of Boris, in random order because I was too lazy to organize them in any way.

Boris in front of the house in Strathmere in May of this year.

Such a rough life.

A tush makes a very good cush.

Boris playing with Harlow when she was a pup. Harlow was rough from the start and after awhile she was too rough for Boris to play with!

Boris on the beach in Strathmere.

Boris is protesting having his photo taken and Harlow is looking at snowflakes.
Look at that face!

Trying to ecscape from the 'Annual Christmas Dog Torture' - which is when we try to get a photo of the dogs for our Christmas card.

Driving to Strathmere. The Big Dog has to stand on the center console so that he can get a good view of everything while we drive.

Boris at 6 weeks old. This is the first time that we saw him. We picked him out as ours at the breeders, but we had to wait 2 more weeks before we could bring him home. On the way home, he chewed the buttons on my jacket and peed on my lap. Good memories.

Swimming in Strathmere, about 2005

 In Strathmere with Harlow, 2008

Sleeping in Harlow's "Wolf Den". He never had a crate as a pup, but we got one to try to train Harlow. She only used it to hide in when she was scared, but he slept in in every night.

Boris meeting Harlow for the first time. We had him on the leash because we didn't know how he would react to her, we thought he might be too rough. We were wrong, it was Harlow that was rough!

Boris in my Dad's 1934 Ford Panel Van. Boris thought that it was his truck.

I love this photo, 'People let me tell you about my best friend . . . ' - They were good buddies. He was always sweet to her, even though she was rough on him! I used to say to them  'Big bruver and baby sisser' because I'm a dork like that.

Here's another puppy photo of Boris

Photos of my Grandmom

My grandmom Hazel Rachel Redrow Baker passed away on 5/23/11 at the age of 96. She was born in Woodbury Heights NJ and then lived in Deptford NJ for most of the rest of her life. She married Samuel Baker in 1934 and they had 3 children. They lived in their Deptford home for 68 years, until my grandpop's death in 2003. She attended the New Sharon Methodist Church for over 80 years.
I was very lucky to have lived 35 years of my life with my Grandparents living right behind me on the next street. They were very sweet, good old fashion people. They worked hard and were very devoted to their family and their church.


Below are some old photos that I scanned to be used in a Memorial Board at her funeral.

Grandmom, left, with a friend in the 1930s

Below, Grandmom & Grandpop's 25th anniversary. My Dad, looking cool in a striped jacket, his sister Doris and baby sister Joan. My Dad's sisters were born 20 years apart.

Below is Grandmom in the chair with cousin Asa Redrow.

Below is the house in Woodbury Height where Grandmom was born. The house still stands at the bottom of Chestnut Hill.

Happy little Grandmom

Baby Grandmom with her parents and her sisters Edna and Gertrude.

Grandmom and Gladys in the flowers.

Harlow & Boris taking a walking in Strathmere 5/12/11

Harlow and Boris love going for walks in Strathmere. They get so excited at home and during the ride there, that they are usually tired and out of breath by the time that we get to Strathmere. We just take a short walk around a few streets on The Point.








And here is Boris in front of the house -