PINEVILLE AND JANE, MISSOURI

The day before the Reunion the "Hopper Cousins" meet at the McDonald's
in Bentonville, Arkansas to make the trip to our G Grandparents home in
the Pineville and Jane, Missouri area. 

Believe me ! This McDonald's will never be the same !!!
We had a four car caravan and more fun than you could imagine...

Younger generation of " Hopper Cousins".  This is at the Jane, Mo. cemetery and
their GG Grandparents headstone.

They are laughing at the "Older Generation" because we couldn't work their iphones for pictures :)

The "Older Hopper Cousin's"
Linda, Johnnie, Ronnie, Carol, Judy and Jan ;)



We went down town to the square in Pineville and they were having a Farmers Market
and a band was playing.  Cousins, Jan and Johnnie starting dancing...so much fun!!!!

Jan and Johnnie dancing on the Pinville, Mo. square in front of the old Court House...

REUNION WAS A BLAST !!!

My sister-n-law, Gloria Hopper, who hates her
picture taken so of course the whole family has to try
to capture her picture...Look what I just posted Gloria :)

My daughter, Suzie,  and my brother, Jim, having a great time
sitting out in our back yard.  Jim and Gloria came in on Friday before the
reunion and we just sit in my back yard having fun.  It was a
surprise because we were not expecting them until the next day. 
We don't get to see them often as they live in California.

HAPPY FOURTH !!!

HOPPER REUNION...

All ready for our Hopper Reunion on June 24th....Fun day with  many
Hopper Cousins.

NO TATS FOR ME...

Glad this Grammy never got a tatoo :)

MAYONNAISE AND 2 CUPS OF COFFEE...

When things in your lives seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 cups of coffee.


A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a v...ery large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous “yes.”

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

“Now,” said the professor as the laughter subsided, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things–your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions–and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car.

The sand is everything else–the small stuff. “If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued, “there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.

“Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first–the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.”

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. “I’m glad you asked.

It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.”

HOPPER HERITAGE...

My Dad and his mother...

HOPPER HERITAGE...

HOPPER HERITAGE...

Uncle Van...husband of Dad's sister,
Ann Hopper Roberts.

HOPPER HERITAGE...

Dad's sister, Ann Hopper Roberts.

MEMORIAL DAY..;

My heart goes out to our family MARINES, Justin, Jarrod and husband Ron..

HOPPER HERITAGE...

Cousin Butch

HOPPER HERITAGE...

My fun lovin cousin, Butch.  Son of
Ann Hopper Roberts.

HOPPER HERITAGE...

My beautiful Aunt Ann !!!

HOPPER HERITAGE...

Dad's two sister's, Lilly (pink) and Ann in the back. 
Sister-n-law Daisy in the blue.

HOPPER HERITAGE...

HOPPER HERITAGE...

MOTHER'S LOVE...

A little boy came up to his mother in the kitchen one evening while she was fixing supper, and handed her a piece of paper that he had been writing on. After his Mom dried her hands on an apron, she read it, and this is what it said:


For cutting the grass: $5.00

... For cleaning up my room this week: $1.00

For going to the store for you: $.50

Baby-sitting my kid brother while you went shopping: $.25

Taking out the garbage: $1.00

For getting a good report card: $5.00

For cleaning up and raking the yard: $2.00

Total owed: $14.75

Well, his mother looked at him standing there, and the boy could see the memories flaashing through her mind. She picked up the pen, turned over the paper he'd written on, and this is what she wrote:

For the nine months I carried you while you were growing inside me:

No Charge

For all the nights that I've sat up with you, doctored and prayed for you:

No Charge

For all the trying times, and all the tears that you've caused through the years:

No Charge

For all the nights that were filled with dread, and for the worries I knew were ahead:

No Charge

For the toys, food, clothes, and even wiping your nose:

No Charge

Son, when you add it up, the cost of my love is:

No Charge.

When the boy finished reading what his mother had written, there were big tears in his eyes, and he looked straight at his mother and said, "Mom, I sure do love you." And then he took the pen and in great big letters he wrote: "PAID IN FULL".

AFRICAN VIOLETS...

Working on my AV and repotting a  few of them and doing some
leaf cuttings.  One plant had so many suckers that I had 13 plants when I
was done with it.

JUST WONDERING ....

Can you cry under water?

How important does a person have to be before they are considered assassinated instead of just murdered?

If money doesn't grow on trees then why do banks have branches?

Since bread is square, then why is sandwich meat round?

Why do you have to "put your two cents in"...but it's only a "penny for your thoughts"? Where's that extra penny going to?

Once you're in heaven, do you get stuck wearing the clothes you were buried in for eternity?

Why does a round pizza come in a square box?

What did cured ham actually have?

How is it that we put man on the moon before we figured out it would be a good idea to put wheels on luggage?

Why is it that people say they "slept like a baby" when babies wake up like every two hours?

If a deaf person has to go to court, is it still called a hearing?

If you drink Pepsi at work in the Coke factory, will they fire you?

Why are you IN a movie, but you are ON TV?

Why do people pay to go up tall buildings and then put money in binoculars to look at things on the ground?

How come we choose from just two people for President and fifty for Miss America?

Why do doctors leave the room while you change? They're going to see you naked anyway.

If a 911 operator has a heart attack, whom does he/she call?

Why is "bra" singular and "panties" plural?
 
Taken from a facebook friend of mine...