Favorite recipes and memories of Edith Alberta Shoupe Thomas Brandon, as told on tape and from hand written notes. Ms. Alberta died on May 4, 2011, at the age of eighty four from small cell/large cell carcinoma. Through Christ, Jesus we will see her again one day. Alberta Anne Thomas
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Thursday, January 23, 2020
Monday, December 16, 2019
Merry Christmas 2019
Chyna 2010, my last Christmas with Ms Alberta
Angela Michelle Booher
1971 - 2019
Ms Alberta Myrtle "Mom" Shoupe Faye Shoupe Harris
1926 - 2011 1909 - 1989 1932 - 2018
They are all gone now. Ms Alberta, Mom Shoupe, Aunt Faye and my daughter, Angela Michelle Booher, at the young age of 47.
But as my father said "As long as we remember them, they are still alive in our hearts and in our memories."
Merry Christmas to all - remember that the birth of the Savoir, Jesus Christ, is the true reason for the season!
Friday, November 1, 2019
Who Holds Your Hand
Temptations, trials and tribulations are on every
side. There are patterns and more patterns, things seen and unseen. Questions, always
whispering ever so low, “Why am I the way that I am? Why did God make and shape
me into the human being that I am? Why is my life the way that it is?”
Always in our walk through life there are these
things. Even in the most devout Christian life there are times when we just
want to run away, not stop, not look back and never even think about coming
back to face what is going on in our lives.
For a Christian this should be an untrue statement.
None of our life should be lived for ourselves. We have given our lives over to
the most awesome living God, and through His Son, Jesus Christ, all things are
possible.
What must be remembered is that when praying and
asking for something, God’s will should always be put first. Putting God’s will
first is the hardest to do when our children are what we are praying about,
especially if the very spark of that child’s life is slowly being eaten away by
cancer; or being consumed with a love for alcohol or drugs.
What should be, must be remembered is even when God
says no to our prayers, God loves us and He has a plan.
We may stumble and turn away momentarily, but God
never does.
His shoulder always bears the cross.
We must simply remember to look and to see who is
holding our hand.
Sunday, August 25, 2019
Death of Ms Alberta's Granddaughter, my daughter Angela Michelle Booher
Angela Michelle "Boo" Booher (1971
- 2019)
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Obituary
Angela Michelle "Boo"
Booher, 47, died Thursday, Aug. 8, 2019 at Jewish Hospital in
Louisville.
The daughter of Heinrich W.P.J. Booher and Alberta Ann Thomas, she was born Sept. 17, 1971, in Tarboro, Edgecombe County, North Carolina. Angela lived her teen years in Elizabethtown and graduated from East Hardin High School in 1989. Angela lived most of her adult life in Stanton in Powell County. She recently had moved to Shepherdsville in Bullitt County. Angela was preceded in death by her father, Heinrich W P. J. "Heinz 57" Booher, her beloved Oma and Opa, Margaret Schauer and Robert "Jack" Booher; her Nana and Pawpaw, Alberta Thomas and Ed Brandon; and her maternal grandfather, Harold Lee Thomas. She is survived by her daughter, Ceceilia Ann (Wesley) Fouch of Stanton; three grandchildren, Kamryn, Aidan and McKenzie Fouch, all of Stanton; her mother, Alberta Ann Thomas of Shepherdsville; two sisters, Christina Trent of Murray and Teri (Nick) Reid of Shepherdsville; numerous nieces and nephews, cousins and friends. Angela was cremated. There will be a celebration of her life by family and friends at a later date.
Published in The News-Enterprise on
Aug. 13, 2019
Fill not your hearts with pain and sorrow,
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But remember me in every tomorrow.
Remember the joy, the laughter, the smiles,
I’ve only gone to rest a little while,
Although my leaving causes pain and grief,
My going has eased my hurt
And given me relief.
So dry your eyes and remember me,
Not as I am now, but as I used to be
Because I will remember you all
And look on with a smile
Understand, in your hearts,
I’ve only gone to rest a little while.
As long as I have the love of each of you,
I can live my life in the hearts of all of you.
Angela Michelle “Boo” Booher
September 17, 1971
August 8, 2019
Celebration of Life
August 24, 2019
Saturday, May 4, 2019
In Memory
From the Journal kept by daughter, A. A. Thomas, during the battle with cancer
May 4, 2011 at 11:50 AM,
Ms. Alberta breathed her last earthly breath. Died of
cancer, Stanton, Powell County, KY
2011 May 7, 2011 buried
in New Highland Cemetery, Williamsburg, KY
Yes, on Derby
Day.
2011 May 6
Obituary
Published in Lexington
Herald-Leader on May 6, 2011 – Posted 5-7-2012
Edith Alberta Brandon
STANTON - Edith Alberta
Brandon, 84, of Vine Street, Stanton, KY, died Wed, May 4, 2011 at her
residence. Born in Cincinnati, OH she was the daughter of the late Leonard
Edgar and Myrtle Evabelle Vaughn Shoupe.
She was a member of the Fellowship
Baptist Church in Elizabethtown, KY and she was a former tour guide of the Boy
Scout Museum at the National Scouting Museum.
In addition to her parents, she
was also preceded in death by her first husband, Harold Lee Thomas, by her
second husband, Edward Sommers Brandon, by her daughter, Sharon Gail Thomas and
by her brother, Willis Shoupe.
Surviving relatives are her son, Harold Danny
Thomas, Sr. and his wife, Darline of Stanton, KY; two daughters: Alberta Anne
Thomas of Stanton, KY and Clara Jean Thomas of Covington, KY; two sisters: Faye
(Russell) Harris of Murray, KY and Sue (Buck) McVaney of Kemah, TX; 10
grandchildren: Teri (Barry Lee) Centers of Stanton, KY, Christina Trent of
Stanton, KY, Angela Booher of Stanton, KY, Harold Danny Thomas, Jr. of
Palmetto, FL, Timothy Lee (Kristin) Thomas of Elmhurst, IL, Dana (Chad) Crose
of Stanton, KY, William Thomas Howell of Covington, KY, Jason Michael
(Stephanie) Fisher of Lexington, KY, Jeffery Wayne Fisher of Aynor, SC and
Jenny Iantha Fisher of Glasgow, KY; 23 great grandchildren, four great-great
grandchildren, several nieces and nephews and a host of friends.
Visitation
will begin at 2 pm Fri, May 6, 2011 and funeral service, officiated by Pastor
Elmer Varnadore and Associate Pastor Jack Dilbeck, will be held at 6 pm on Fri,
May 6, 2011 at Hearne Funeral Home, Inc. 125 West College Avenue, Stanton, KY.
A second visitation will begin at 11 am with funeral services at 3:30 pm on Sat,
May 7, 2011 at Croley Funeral Home, Inc., 103 South 2nd Street, Williamsburg,
KY.
Interment will follow in New Highland Cemetery, Williamsburg, KY with
Harold Thomas Jr., Timothy Thomas, Bill Howell, Jason Fisher, Corey Thomas,
Chad Crose, Charles Kelly, Kevin Tipton, Bobby Mason, Bill Keaton and Barry
Centers serving as active pallbearers.
Honorary pallbearers are Robert,
Kenneth, Marvin and Jimmy Thomas, Gaylon Jones, Clyde Hill, Archie Hill and
Homer Powers.
Arrangements by Hearne Funeral Home, Inc. and Croley Funeral
Home, Inc.
Thursday, January 24, 2019
2009 - Cabin Fever - The Start of My Memory Book
From Ms Alberta's taped memories:
I was born August 1, 1926 in Cincinnati, Ohio. I will soon be eighty four years old. There was a five inch snowfall last night so I am snowbound. I am one of those people who, despite my years, must be busy doing something. This snowfall has made me decide that I will try to do something that I have been thinking about and have been encouraged to do by most of my family and friends; write about my life. It may be time for me to do just that. So here goes the life and times of Edith Alberta Shoupe Thomas Brandon.
I was born August 1, 1926 in Cincinnati, Ohio. I will soon be eighty four years old. There was a five inch snowfall last night so I am snowbound. I am one of those people who, despite my years, must be busy doing something. This snowfall has made me decide that I will try to do something that I have been thinking about and have been encouraged to do by most of my family and friends; write about my life. It may be time for me to do just that. So here goes the life and times of Edith Alberta Shoupe Thomas Brandon.
The
first step should, I think, be organization of my life events; but this is
giving me some real cause to wonder just where to begin. The story of my life
is not hard to tell because there are too few memories to organize and tell
about. The problem is that there are too many memories. My
personal history floods my mind first and foremost; but my life was definitely
shaped by the world events outside my family and personal life. During my
lifetime there have been a Great Depression, a World War, a Korean War, and the
Viet Nam War; there have also been other world shaking events that have shaped
history and touched my life.
My oldest daughter, who will be typing this for me, says to just start talking
to the tape recorder and let her do the rest; so we will give that a try.
NOTE: Ms Alberta was dead
before she reached her eighty fourth birthday.
Thursday, January 17, 2019
Memories From Anne - Picking Blackberries
I can remember where we grew up that there were lots of trees. At some point in time someone had harvested trees off of about an acre of ground and left a few trees laying on their sides. There were lots of animals that used these trees as a haven to raise their young.
But the best thing about those fallen trees were the blackberry briers that started to grow near and over the trees.
My brother, sister and I love blackberries. There is nothing that comes close to the flavor of a fat sun ripened blackberry. So, in blackberry season, we would take our small metal pails into the standing trees out to that back acre of cut and fallen trees to the blackberry patch that was growing there.
Our hands would become stained with the berries as we picked them; and of course our mouths did too. Because who could resist taking a taste of a few berries before putting a few into our pails.
Despite eating more than went into our pails, we did manage to take enough of the blackberries home for Ms Alberta to make a blackberry cobbler.
I sure would love to be able to eat one of those cobblers now; because despite having her recipe, my cobblers may be good but they can not rival the flavor of Ms Alberta's.
But the best thing about those fallen trees were the blackberry briers that started to grow near and over the trees.
My brother, sister and I love blackberries. There is nothing that comes close to the flavor of a fat sun ripened blackberry. So, in blackberry season, we would take our small metal pails into the standing trees out to that back acre of cut and fallen trees to the blackberry patch that was growing there.
Our hands would become stained with the berries as we picked them; and of course our mouths did too. Because who could resist taking a taste of a few berries before putting a few into our pails.
Despite eating more than went into our pails, we did manage to take enough of the blackberries home for Ms Alberta to make a blackberry cobbler.
I sure would love to be able to eat one of those cobblers now; because despite having her recipe, my cobblers may be good but they can not rival the flavor of Ms Alberta's.
Ms Alberta's Blackberry Cobbler
Preheat oven to 350 degrees
Use a 13 X 9 X 2 inch deep baking dish or cake pan
1 stick butter or margarine
1 cup sugar
1 cup self rising flour
1 cup cleaned berries
1 cup milk
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
Melt butter or margarine in your 13 X 9 X 2 inch deep baking dish or pan.
In a saucepan, heat the sugar with the berries and milk; bring to a gentle boil for about ten minutes
Add flour and vanilla extract
Mix well and pour into baking dish
Bake until the top of your cobbler is a golden color; about forty five minutes
Enjoy by itself or with ice cream on top.
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