MAZ began with this woman, Alice.
She gave me her hair, her glasses, her sharp look, the nose......and the name.
But she went by Baw Baw...
90 years ago, Alice thought she had a tumor. She went to the hospital and birthed "two more" babies, Virginia and Carolina. After a week in the hospital, a nurse from Virginia and a nurse from Carolina gave the premie babes names. Alice never renamed them or gave them middle names.
Virginia's family and friends (Armours) and Carolina's family friends (Weeks) gathered in our home town, Daytona Beach, to celebrate the twins turning 90!
A series of skits celebrated the wonderful story of their lives, from their surprise birth; to their teen years of using their identical look to trick teachers and boyfriends; to highlighting their love for thrills, like motorcycles!
Virginia Dees married George Armour and this began the miracle of MAZ....
George was quite a bit older than Virginia and had 4 or 5 kids with his first wife.
George and Virginia are flanked by George's sons, Arthur (left) and Harry (right). The cutest little boy on the ground is my dad with his older sister (not quite 2 years apart).
Alice is pictured here with her husband and daughter, Virginia. My dad toots on a horn while sister, Delores, stands quiet and pretty.
Dad with his aunt, the twin, Carolina.
My dad, Butch, and his cousin, Bucky, entertained the party of about 100 guests with a discussion on "names" between Virginia and Carolina's families.
Alice went by Baw Baw
The boys: Butch, Bucky and Spike
My dad's real name, Walthon.
Bucky's sister, Marshallanne, named for her Uncle Marshall. And the fact that she could have been Alfredanne, for Uncle Alfred!
Another of Bucky's sisters, Suzanne Genevieve (sure I misspelled these) (pronounced suz on), named for her grandfather's GIRLFRIEND!
Juanita and Juanita Junior, both ladies always have been called Tootsie.
I inadvertently took a reenactment family photo...
Pictured above is from back left to right:
Alma (dad's baby sister), Grandma (Virginia), Arthur (dad's 1/2 brother), my dad, and Delores (dad's tad bit older sister).
Pictured below, straight from the EARLY 80s:
Alma, Delores, Grandma, Paw Paw, my mom, my dad
And then the siblings spawned more anal retentive, stubborn, controlling vessels for that strong Armour gene!
My sister, Polly. Baw Baw. Grandma holding Alma's daughter, Aimee.
Bottom left to right: my sister Teresa. Delores's daughters, Darleen and Jessica.
And of course the always lovely, happy to be in a dress, Margaret Alice.
Paw Paw. Dad. Polly. Mom. Delores and Tom. Alma. Uncle John. Grandma.
Teresa. Jessica. Darleen. Baby Aimee.
And front and center, and possibly smiling because it is eating time....
The party was fun, sentimental, and inspiring.
They created a map with "this little light of mine" starting in Daytona Beach and then the lights spread all over the world, marking only the cities in which the families from both twins have served on mission trips, including Jack's recent trip to Budapest.
It was a great visual of how these two women,through all other family issues and life in general, raised their families to serve God.
Family gives us a home, warmth, support, tears, disappointments, laughter, joy, hives, and migraines...
And great material for blogs and eventually, a book.
This concludes the reasons, not excuses, for Margaret Baw Baw.