Hello again Ron and
Hello to your wife Linda. Wow...I never dreamed it would be fairly easy to find distant relatives, thanks to the internet.
Well...how do I start? Ok...I was born in Seattle on 12/15/51 and am 57 yrs old. I have been married 3 times and have 2 lovely daughters from 2 different mothers. Cheyenne, my oldest, is 27, (will turn 28 on May 31), and she has blessed me with a grandaughter,
Allie Renee, (whom I affectially call "
Allie GRRRL"), and live just north of Seattle in a town called Lynnwood. She's unmarried, but is extremely level-headed and committed of raising
Allie.
Krista, my youngest, is also 27...Oh, I know what you're thinking, Both my daughters are the same age and are from different mothers. Yeah...they're 8 months apart and the family's kidding of that is: When Bobby found out he's going to be a father...he went out and celebrated that by knocking up another woman. Welllll...kinda. I didn't know I had impregnated the other woman and it was 4 years later when I discovered I had 2 daughters. Now...just to set the record straight...I completely and fully supported both daughters and introduced the girls to each other, ( the Mothers were a different story. One was 23 yrs old when she had Chey and the other Mother was 41 yrs old when she had Krista and when they finally met...Oh Boy!!! Not a pretty sight), and although the girls are different as night and day...they definitely show very strong characteristics of their father...opps. :) I married Krista's mother in 1993 after a 6 year courtship. Divorced in 1999 and I'm at fault Dammit! Sigh. But life happens.
I was a 5th generation, Master Journeyman, EXPERT,
Marble and Tile setter and was at one time, rated as one of the TOP TEN installers in the Nation. I was sooooo full of myself after having Celebrities, heads of State, Billionaires, and Prominate Archetects fighting to get my services. But after being in that difficult trade from the age of 5, (yeah...my mom pleaded with my father to take me to work with him, so she'd get a break from the "bundle"), to the age of 51. It took it's toll on the ol' bod, so I was forced out of the trade in 2003 and was injured at the time and and and of all things NEVER planned, I became homeless. At 51, injured, and on the streets was one helluva wake-up call. I could no longer do the work I was so successful at and Nobody would hire me in an office cappacity within the trade, (even though I have a degree in Construction Management), so I had to go back on the one trade i could also do very very good...short-order cook. But you know the old saying: If you can't stand the HEAT...
So I became of all things...a Tuxedo
Salesman. WHAT??? Yeah Ron...and I became extremely successful at doing that...I had NO Idea I was talented in sales. Within 6 months at doing that I was promoted to Manager of my own Tuxedo Shop with a 50% pay raise. That joy lasted about 2 1/2 hours until I walked in a lit crosswalk, with the light in my favor, and was struck by a car doing 35mph. OW!!! I lasted in the job for only 5 months more before I couldn't work anymore. Saddest day in my life Ron. But before I had to "retire" I was involved in unraveling a Interstate
Fraud lodged against my District Manager and coverup by the Vice-President of the Tuxedo company that actually led to my firing at the Tuxedo shop. You know about what happens sometimes to the "whistle blower"...
So here I was again...injured, out of work, and compteplating what being homeless again was going to do to me. But fate interviened...Washington State took me and placed me on welfare...not that great, but enought to keep my nose above water for 2 years until I was "forced" to retire to SSI...Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr If that wasn't bad enough...fate interviened again. All of a sudden I was having massive difficulties walking. Cramping
Pain like you wouldn't believe coming from my
Butt muscles, (forgive me Linda), and it turned out I had a serious and almost fatal condition called PAD. I have an excellent Heart. That was the only reason I am alive today. I suffered 2 "mini-strokes". One that left my left side of the face "slacked" for about 2 months. It took a little less time getting the left arm working good again. No noticable different in speach, but I know what you mustv'e experienced when you had yours. Anyway...after 2 emergency operations of implanting these things called STENTS, 4 of 'em in my 2 femeral arteries, which were 98% blocked on the left leg and 99.8% on the right leg, (yeah...I should not have survived that one and woke up on the operating table to witness my 2 doctors, 2 nurses and 2 technicians doing a "Happy Dance" around me. They were soooo damn happy I survived...me too), and am doing fantastic. I've been given at least 20 more years.
So here I am Ron...living on a modest income, never ever have to worry about getting the ol paycheck from work again, involved with the community and am slowly becoming a somewhat of a mini-celebrity in my city. I have the love of my family and close friends and want to become an artist of Mosaic Art...which I'm also an EXPERT in.
There are 37 1st cousins that are part of the family reunion and they're from the
Curry side of the family. We have steadfastly observed this family celebration since it was conceived from the
West Virginia Picnics we had here in Seattle starting in the 1940's. There were soooo many
West Virginia participants in those days we had to rent out an entire park, (called
Lower Woodland Park which is also part of the
Woodland Park Zoo here in Seattle), just to accomadate all the people. Unfortunately it thinned down to just the
Curry side from
Washington State and the last time we had anyone from
West Virginia was in the 1988 reunion. It has been 4 years since I said:
HEY!!! What about the Ervines???? At first they didn't care, but ahhh...can I be a persistant lil bugger when motivated. So last year Ron...to my great delight...the Name of
Ervine has been OFFICIALLY place on our giant family tree poster. and now I can add Benjamen
Ervine, but I would like to know if Ben was
Edwards father and if Ben immigrated from
England around 1760. Anything you can give me about Benjamen and if there's an outside chance...do you know who GW Tracey's father's name was. we've hit a brickwall and now it's Ol' Edward
Ervine who's been ID'd as the oldest of our ancestors. Boy Ron...I was a little shocked that the family would even entertain going away from the
Curry side to further our family tree and I tell you...All of the Thompsons from Mary Elizabeth
Ervine relations will definitely be added.
Ok...my hands are tired and sitting for long periods actually hurts like hell.
My address is
Roberto D. Minghetti (I have 2 Legal names)
2201 NW 61st ST. Apt. # 2
Seattle, Wa. 98107
ph. no. (206)310-2229 I also have a great weekend plan
e-mails:
bobwadeqce@hotmail.com tracepreston@hotmail.com Yeah...I reversed my GGgrandfather's name
Preston Tracey and actually have made that name for a ficticious private-eye character in my books I have been writing.
Take care and will definitely keep in touch.
Bobby