This is my Nana! I’m so surprised to see here on a blog. Making eggnog was an annual ritual and she made the best eggnog I ever tasted. I was born in 1952 but this scene is the same as I remember. Nana was a wonderful cook and worked for families in Port as a cook, house cleaner and laundress/seamstress. She was a wonderful, wonderful person. This photo really captures her essence.
Christine Barrett Mitchell – Grandaughter
June Morace
September 13, 2009
I am also Louise Eato’s Grand daughter, although she went by her middle name Louise, Mary was her first name. The only person I ever heard call her by her first name was Dr. Sydney Bailey our family physcian who practiced out of his home on Murray Avenue. I spent alot of time in the kitchen with Nana and that is where I learned my love for cooking. I was one who of the kids that nver liked egg nog but I remember her making it every year. What I remember most about Nana was her singing hymns in the kitchen while she cooked. As my sister stated she was one of the kindest souls you would ever meet. I’m so thankful for all the wonderful memories she gave us. She made the best school lunches ever, no baggies then, sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper. She has left quite a legacy behind. There really couldn’t have been a better picture to post of my Nana.
Christine Mitchell
This is my Nana! I’m so surprised to see here on a blog. Making eggnog was an annual ritual and she made the best eggnog I ever tasted. I was born in 1952 but this scene is the same as I remember. Nana was a wonderful cook and worked for families in Port as a cook, house cleaner and laundress/seamstress. She was a wonderful, wonderful person. This photo really captures her essence.
Christine Barrett Mitchell – Grandaughter
June Morace
I am also Louise Eato’s Grand daughter, although she went by her middle name Louise, Mary was her first name. The only person I ever heard call her by her first name was Dr. Sydney Bailey our family physcian who practiced out of his home on Murray Avenue. I spent alot of time in the kitchen with Nana and that is where I learned my love for cooking. I was one who of the kids that nver liked egg nog but I remember her making it every year. What I remember most about Nana was her singing hymns in the kitchen while she cooked. As my sister stated she was one of the kindest souls you would ever meet. I’m so thankful for all the wonderful memories she gave us. She made the best school lunches ever, no baggies then, sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper. She has left quite a legacy behind. There really couldn’t have been a better picture to post of my Nana.
Nick
My grandfather was Dr. Sydney Bailey.