The "Mallery" Relatives, Some History & Our Hosts
Trip Start Oct 20, 2012
59Trip End Jul 11, 2013
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Where I stayed
Cousins Annie Anderson & Karen Kadlec's
What I did
My Mom "Mal Corcoran's" Hometown
Fresh & Homemade everything! Fresh local Sun Fish, Local Lake Salmon, Homemade Pickles, Pickled Peppers, Homemade Snacks, Homemade 15 Bean Soup! As is certainly the American Way, all of our activities in Hopkins were centered around meals and children/family...we'll have some more observations about this later too.
It was Sunday and we arrived as daily life was in full swing and with a world revolving around a cherubic, high-energy, adorable, naturally center-of-attention toddler, Parker. Parker's Mom-Jenny is my cousin Karen Kadlec's daughter. Parker's Great Aunt Annie Kadlec Anderson and Great Uncle Dennis Kadlec (Karen's Older sister and brother... are you with me?) are also my cousins. Tony,a proud roadie for a Rock&Roll/Metal band "Heaven's Gate" is Annie's son, so he's Karen's & Dennis' nephew, Jennie's cousin and Parker's second cousin
Of course I'm teasing you, 'cause I know this not important to (m)any of you, just kinda settin' the stage for what could follow...We have a &$%#--load of relatives!
My cousin Annie, who is my oldest brother Tom's age is clearly the matriarch of this family and is great about staying in touch. She calls and texts and emails regularly. AND…. She remembers EVERYTHING! Amazing recall. We laughed a lot and they all helped me reminisce about lots cherished sentimentalities and of craziness and antics of our youth and past visits. One, that each of them brought up at some point was about my sisters Carol and Connie and I showing up unannounced one Easter Sunday with rabbit ears and makeshift tutu's and cotton tails, each of us arriving from three different parts of the country.
So I have not seen them in many years, although each had made the trip to Bigfork at different times and prior to that had not seen them since we moved to Montana 16 years ago this week! We (Connie, Mallery, Travis & Mom/Mare) stopped here en route on our move out West. Billy was still building a house in Maryland and Connie took off almost 2 weeks of work to drive and "tour" with us
It had been far too long, since last uniting with the Mallery side of the Family... some of my earliest memories were of visiting Annie, Dennis and Karen's house with their folks Uncle Bob & Anutie Billie. Uncle Bob always had a great vegetable garden and Auntie Billie's cooking was legendary (!) We spent many a night playing cards, "telling lies" and - as I recently heard it said - "laughing so hard tears ran down my legs."
The Mallery Clan is dwindling and there are no formal "heirs" to the Mallery name. My mother was the middle daughter of three girls. My grandfather William "Grandpa BoomBoom" Mallery's family tree is a bit fuzzy but I was able to learn a little more about my grandmother, Mary Grace Nellie House Mallery’s Clan. Both of my maternal grandparents were pianists, but "Grandpa BoomBoom" was also a great percussionist / drummer - as was my Mother (but we didn't call her Mama BoomBoom.) My cousin Kristen took me on a side trip to visit my 97 year old cousin Charlotte which I will also share.
My mother was former "Miss Minnesota" and was acclaimed not only for her beauty but for her many musical gifts, which she very generously shared..
Karen kindly took us on a whirlwind tour of my Mom's old stomppin' grounds including Shady Oak Lake where my Mom life guarded and the Hopkins Library, which, while it is an ever so wonderful library, it sits in the very place where the Mallery House stood. They claimed it as public domain and displaced her, I believe in the '80's. That home was your classic "over the river and through the woods" Grandma's house that I remember the most. Mary Mallery was a (3-deck!) Canasta whiz, taught us every card game she knew and TOTALLY ROCKED at "Crazy Eights" and "Go to the Dump" (that would be "Go Fish" to some of you.)
She also loved Sousa Marches and "Battle Hymn of the Republic" which while she played on the piano we'd proudly "march" throughout her house. You all did stuff like this too, Right?
We visited the Hopkins Clock Tower which you see here and found the dedication to Grandma Mallery and Grandpa BoomBoom. I am thankful for the hospitality and humor and time spent with the Hopkins family.