Thu 8/6/2020 3:50 PM
This is the best photo I have of Aunt Madeline and Uncle Johnnie.
I need more. ?
John, IV
Author: Dr. John P. Elcik, IV
Dr. John P. Elcik, IV is married to Pamela McClanahan and they have two children: J.P. and Michelle. John is retired from a marketing career for administrative software in Higher Education. His interests include child advocacy (as a Mason and Shriner); animal rescue, education (especially eLearning), mysteries, and science fiction.
Wedding photo
Thu 8/6/2020 4:33 PM
Mark,
The wedding photo of our grandfather and grandmother is gorgeous. Thank you for sharing.
John, IV
Recognize This guy?
Thu 8/6/2020 7:29 PM
Mark,
Do you recognize this guy?
John, IV
Wedding Photo
Thu 8/6/2020 9:55 PM
To: All
The above wedding photo of John P. Elcik, Jr. and Mary Byras was sent to me by Mark. It is a great addition to our collection.
Thanks, Mark.
Old Family Members Photos
Thu 8/6/2020 10:05 PM
Mark,
That’s what I must have seen somewhere.
The one story that I remember was that your Dad was only once in a position to draw his gun. Unfortunately, he was in the police car, and his seatbelt prevented him from doing so. Is that a true story?
John, IV
Old Family Members Photos
Thu 8/6/2020 10:20 PM
Mark,
It just shows how important it is to ask questions. I’ve been telling this story wrong for years. Ouch!
Also, it would help if you told me more about yourself. You love to fish is one place to start. Are we talking rainbow trout or something larger?
I sent one summer trapping lobsters in a place called Winter Harbor, Maine, just across the bay from Bar Harbor. We had a great time and did it in a rowboat. ?
John, IV
Old Family Members Photos
Fri 8/7/2020 8:49 AM
Mark,
Winter Harbor was one of the best times. For the first time in my father’s navy career, we lived close to family.
The setting of lobster traps is one of my more vivid memories as it was one of the first times I remember getting in trouble. My friend’s dad was a lobster fisherman; Keith Tory and I would use his dad’s rowboat and set lobster traps. Only the lobsters were valuable, so I got to bring home crabs for my mother, who loved crab meat. She would make sandwiches, but not for me as I didn’t care for them.
How did I get in trouble? Well, the entire community must have ratted on me. It seems even then; you were required to wear a life vest on a rowboat. Who knew? Not me. Ouch!
Years later, when I lived in Maryland, I learned just how dumb crabs are. In Maryland, you can tie a string to a chicken neck and catch crabs off the pier. They will grab onto the chicken neck and not let go. That is dumb.
The punishment for the crabs was more than I got.
John, IV