Bardsley

Mom and Pop Bardsley

               My Grandmother knew what life was about: no one left her home with an empty belly, without getting a hug and without hearing her say "I love you". You felt like you were the most important person in her life.  She touched the hearts and souls of everyone that met her but none more so than me.

My Grandmom working in the garden.

my Grandparents home, Spring Mount, PA

Tasker

My Grandmother Virginia Shingledecker Bardsley's Grandparents. 

Shingledecker

Front and center my father's mother Nettie

Taken in West Virginia around 1906

Spring Mount

Hotel and Main St
Spring Mount, PA

Bardsley Postcards From Our Past

 

  

Spring Mount

Spring Mount Bridge
1913
My cousin Bonnie and I came flying down a hill,
 on her bike, onto this bridge in the 60's,
 Bonnie driving, me on the handle bars and crashed right in the middle.
Our summer's growing up in Spring MT were the best!
And I couldn't count how many times we went swimming in the Perkiomen

Powell, Bardsley, Ackerman

Ruth Becker, (my Aunt Helen's best friend)

Florence Powell (maternal Grandmother)

Aunt Florie Augsberger (Grandmother's Aunt)

Helen Ackerman (Grandmother's sister)

and me

Atlantic City abt 1951

I'll always remember trips to Atlantic City to visit Aunt Florie, she lived in a small ground level apartment near the boardwalk. My favorite memory was of her Murphy bed in the small bedroom. I was always afraid if closed up with you in it, you would disappear forever.

Upper Darby

Growing up in Upper Darby meant Saturday mornings were spent at Chez Vous