- Written by Jeff Summers Jeff Summers
One of my earliest memories was traveling with my grandparents from Idaho to Utah to visit my great grandma Watterson. During the four hour drive my grandmother, Velma, along with my mother, aunt, and uncle would recount all of the adventures they went on with Grandma Watterson. There were tales of going to Yellowstone where a bear climbed into the back seat of the car where Grandma Watterson was sitting. There were stories of how Grandma Watterson had created this dish or that dish in her kitchen. With each story you could almost smell the aromas of the wondrous foods.
As for me, I always remembered the small wooden box that hung in Grandma Watterson's kitchen. Inside were Dum-Dum suckers, a favorite of every great grandchild. The trick was to somehow open the box and get a sucker before Grandma caught you. This was made nearly impossible by the fact that the wooden box played music each time the lid was opened. No matter how hard I tried, I always got caught. Of course being caught by Grandma Watterson was part of the fun. She could give you a stern look and remind you that dinner would soon be ready. Then with a twinkle in her eye she gave you the lollipop anyway and scooted you out of the kitchen.
Sleeping over at Grandma Watterson's was always an adventure. The bed was downstairs among the countless towers of food storage in bottles. The bed seemed to be a mile off the ground and was topped with quilt after quilt. To a small boy the pile of blankets felt like being buried alive. But among all of these blankets I felt the warmth that only a grandmother could give.
When visiting Grandma Watterson, there would always be an event which brought the entire extended Watterson family together. There was Uncle Mose and Uncle Woodrow, Aunt Ardella and Aunt Jane, Grandma Velma and of course Uncle Joe. It was always a special time when the family got together bringing their own families to reminisce about all of the great times they had as a family.
As the years past, the families grew and grew. The notion of family remained a cornerstone of the Watterson tree. When Grandma Watterson passed away the children were determined that their history and traditions would continue. They took upon them the task of remaining close. As technology became more prevalent, it was easier to keep in touch. Letters and phone calls allowed the family to stay connected but it was the annual reunion that really kept them a family.
Once a year members of the Watterson family gathered to share the love and the stories they had and celebrated the accomplishments that each member had achieved. Each family takes turns hosting the reunion carefully planning the location and activities that make the reunion so special.
This web site has been created to allow those family members to maintain contact with one another and to act as a place they can come to relive the fun and excitement of the Watterson Family Reunion. Here we will try to keep everyone up-to-date on when the reunion will take place and give details to help families plan to attend. After the reunion photos will be posted to remind us of who was there and we've all changed from year to year.
We invite you to stop by the web site often and contribute photos, stories, or anything else you feel appropriate. This is a place for all of us to gather in the days and months between reunions to remind ourselves of our heritage and all that we have been given being a part of the Lucy Biggs Watterson family.