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Ivy Mahanay
ALVARADO -- Ivy Mahanay, 91, a homemaker, died Tuesday, Feb. 18, 1997, at a local hospital.
Funeral: 2 p.m. Thursday at Clayton Kay Funeral Home. Burial: Glenwood Cemetery in Alvarado.
Ivy Mahanay was born Feb. 11, 1906, in Alvarado. Survivors: Sons, A.B. Mahanay of Alvarado and Eddie Mahanay of Bedford; daughter, Luetta Bull of Alvarado; brothers, Thurman Walker of Fort Worth, Carol Lee Walker of Saginaw, Francis Walker of Fort Worth and Billy G. Walker of Alvarado; 10 grandchildren; 10 great- grandchildren; and two great-great- grandchildren.
Clayton Kay Funeral Home
Alvarado, (817) 783-3062
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My grandmother, Ivy Walker Mahanay was the only daughter among 8 brothers. Her mother Ida Johnston and her father Ed Walker both grew up around the Alvarado/Venus area. A rural community called Cotton Valley. I remember hearing my grandparents talk lovingly about Cotton Valley, but at the time I was not the least bit interested in what they were talking about. Everyone knew everyone in those rural schools and that is how my grandparents met. School mates.
Needless to say my grandmother was spoiled by her family, being the only girl. But since she was the second oldest child she was more like a mother to some of the youngest brothers. Two of them were actually younger than her own son. My dad grew up hearing his uncles call his mom Ivy and she said he always did the same. She was always always Ivy to him.
My grandparents lived in Alvarado until the mid 1930's. I suppose the Depression forced them from a country life on the farm to the big city. My grandfather found work in the city and they settled first on the North side and later the south side of Fort Worth. Attending church at South Fort Worth Baptist Church for many, many years.
I only really remember hearing of one job my grandmother had over the years. That was at Dickies Mfg. in downtown Fort Worth. It was a sewing factory that manufactured men's apparel, mostly jeans and overalls. They are still in business today.
My best memories of my grandmother are what a wonderful cook she was. My mom commented that my grandmother could make a meal out of anything. All of her grandchildren loved her homemade fries. Nothing special she shreaded her potatoes in a vegetable grinder. I like to think she invented the forerunner of hashbrowns. She fired everything, but who didn't in those days. And she would fry up a batch of greasy fries, let them sit on a paper towel a while to help drain some of the fat. While they sat she would open a can of cream style corn and whatever else she was making was secondary to us kids. We never had a meal at her house that was bad, and never had a meal there that did not include her famous fries and cream style corn.
Ivy loved to sew and sewed for all of her granddaughters and made many dresses over the years. My mom said she could spend hours looking at patterns at Leonard Bros. in downtown Fort Worth. Which brings to mind another fond memory of her and that was our trips to shop at Leonard's. We would ride the subway from the Lenonard's parking lot to the store. It was a huge downtown store in the 50, 60 and 70's. As you got off the subway the smells of popcorn and candy hit your noise with a blast of pure joy. You see the bottom floor of the store was where you could find these tempting goodies. A huge candy store was just one of the wonderful things Leonard's held in store for their shoppers. Clothing, toys they had it all. But my grandmother would always have her eye on the bolts of fabric stacked it seemed to the ceiling. And an endless supply of pattern books for her to pour over. Luckily for my grandmother Leonard Bros. out lasted her.
Sometime in the mid 70's when ceramics were the craze she really got into making them. She took lesson at a senior center and went as far as getting her own kiln. She was actually successful in selling a lot of her ceramic work. And also her beautiful crochet items. In fact she was the one who taught me to crochet. Some crochet pieces brought big bucks at the annual Senior Citizen Fair in Fort Worth. Everyone wanted one of her prized table cloths and bedspreads.
My grandparents home was simple, but homey. They kept it up and knew most of their neighbors. My favorite spot was the glider on the big front porch, it now sits on own porch and I smile each time I see it. My grandparents like so many elderly couples slept in separate bedrooms as long as I could recall. My grandmother's room was never heated in the winter. Everyone referred to it as "the north room". I often wondered why she took the cold room and not my grandfather. But, after going the change of life I think I know. As a child I remember how I loved to look at things in her bedroom, prowel as my mom would say. Her things always fascinated me.
After my grandfather passed away in 1978 she stayed on in her home in Fort Worth, at first living alone and then on my brother who was single and worked nearby stayed with her. Sometime in the early 90's she moved to Alvarado where my parents could watch over her. She lived in a Senior apartments for several years. Her last years though were sadly spent bedridden in the Nursing Home.
My grandmother had a sense of humor that was what I would loving call accidental. She said things that were not meant to be funny, but some how they came out that way. At her expense we had some good laughs behind her back and to her face. But, she loved the attention for sure. All of her family and especially her grandchildren loved her dearly. I was told she had her favorites, but thankfully as a child and an adult I never saw that side of her.
She is missed and loving remembered by all of us.
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Ivy Mahanay
ALVARADO -- Ivy Mahanay, 91, a homemaker, died Tuesday, Feb. 18, 1997, at a local hospital.
Funeral: 2 p.m. Thursday at Clayton Kay Funeral Home. Burial: Glenwood Cemetery in Alvarado.
Ivy Mahanay was born Feb. 11, 1906, in Alvarado. Survivors: Sons, A.B. Mahanay of Alvarado and Eddie Mahanay of Bedford; daughter, Luetta Bull of Alvarado; brothers, Thurman Walker of Fort Worth, Carol Lee Walker of Saginaw, Francis Walker of Fort Worth and Billy G. Walker of Alvarado; 10 grandchildren; 10 great- grandchildren; and two great-great- grandchildren.
Clayton Kay Funeral Home
Alvarado, (817) 783-3062
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My grandmother, Ivy Walker Mahanay was the only daughter among 8 brothers. Her mother Ida Johnston and her father Ed Walker both grew up around the Alvarado/Venus area. A rural community called Cotton Valley. I remember hearing my grandparents talk lovingly about Cotton Valley, but at the time I was not the least bit interested in what they were talking about. Everyone knew everyone in those rural schools and that is how my grandparents met. School mates.
Needless to say my grandmother was spoiled by her family, being the only girl. But since she was the second oldest child she was more like a mother to some of the youngest brothers. Two of them were actually younger than her own son. My dad grew up hearing his uncles call his mom Ivy and she said he always did the same. She was always always Ivy to him.
My grandparents lived in Alvarado until the mid 1930's. I suppose the Depression forced them from a country life on the farm to the big city. My grandfather found work in the city and they settled first on the North side and later the south side of Fort Worth. Attending church at South Fort Worth Baptist Church for many, many years.
I only really remember hearing of one job my grandmother had over the years. That was at Dickies Mfg. in downtown Fort Worth. It was a sewing factory that manufactured men's apparel, mostly jeans and overalls. They are still in business today.
My best memories of my grandmother are what a wonderful cook she was. My mom commented that my grandmother could make a meal out of anything. All of her grandchildren loved her homemade fries. Nothing special she shreaded her potatoes in a vegetable grinder. I like to think she invented the forerunner of hashbrowns. She fired everything, but who didn't in those days. And she would fry up a batch of greasy fries, let them sit on a paper towel a while to help drain some of the fat. While they sat she would open a can of cream style corn and whatever else she was making was secondary to us kids. We never had a meal at her house that was bad, and never had a meal there that did not include her famous fries and cream style corn.
Ivy loved to sew and sewed for all of her granddaughters and made many dresses over the years. My mom said she could spend hours looking at patterns at Leonard Bros. in downtown Fort Worth. Which brings to mind another fond memory of her and that was our trips to shop at Leonard's. We would ride the subway from the Lenonard's parking lot to the store. It was a huge downtown store in the 50, 60 and 70's. As you got off the subway the smells of popcorn and candy hit your noise with a blast of pure joy. You see the bottom floor of the store was where you could find these tempting goodies. A huge candy store was just one of the wonderful things Leonard's held in store for their shoppers. Clothing, toys they had it all. But my grandmother would always have her eye on the bolts of fabric stacked it seemed to the ceiling. And an endless supply of pattern books for her to pour over. Luckily for my grandmother Leonard Bros. out lasted her.
Sometime in the mid 70's when ceramics were the craze she really got into making them. She took lesson at a senior center and went as far as getting her own kiln. She was actually successful in selling a lot of her ceramic work. And also her beautiful crochet items. In fact she was the one who taught me to crochet. Some crochet pieces brought big bucks at the annual Senior Citizen Fair in Fort Worth. Everyone wanted one of her prized table cloths and bedspreads.
My grandparents home was simple, but homey. They kept it up and knew most of their neighbors. My favorite spot was the glider on the big front porch, it now sits on own porch and I smile each time I see it. My grandparents like so many elderly couples slept in separate bedrooms as long as I could recall. My grandmother's room was never heated in the winter. Everyone referred to it as "the north room". I often wondered why she took the cold room and not my grandfather. But, after going the change of life I think I know. As a child I remember how I loved to look at things in her bedroom, prowel as my mom would say. Her things always fascinated me.
After my grandfather passed away in 1978 she stayed on in her home in Fort Worth, at first living alone and then on my brother who was single and worked nearby stayed with her. Sometime in the early 90's she moved to Alvarado where my parents could watch over her. She lived in a Senior apartments for several years. Her last years though were sadly spent bedridden in the Nursing Home.
My grandmother had a sense of humor that was what I would loving call accidental. She said things that were not meant to be funny, but some how they came out that way. At her expense we had some good laughs behind her back and to her face. But, she loved the attention for sure. All of her family and especially her grandchildren loved her dearly. I was told she had her favorites, but thankfully as a child and an adult I never saw that side of her.
She is missed and loving remembered by all of us.
~*~❤~*~ ~*~❤~*~ ~*~❤~*~ ~*~❤~*~
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Ivy Mahanay
ALVARADO -- Ivy Mahanay, 91, a homemaker, died Tuesday, Feb. 18, 1997, at a local hospital.
Funeral: 2 p.m. Thursday at Clayton Kay Funeral Home. Burial: Glenwood Cemetery in Alvarado.
Ivy Mahanay was born Feb. 11, 1906, in Alvarado. Survivors: Sons, A.B. Mahanay of Alvarado and Eddie Mahanay of Bedford; daughter, Luetta Bull of Alvarado; brothers, Thurman Walker of Fort Worth, Carol Lee Walker of Saginaw, Francis Walker of Fort Worth and Billy G. Walker of Alvarado; 10 grandchildren; 10 great- grandchildren; and two great-great- grandchildren.
Clayton Kay Funeral Home
Alvarado, (817) 783-3062
♥ڿڰۣಌ▬▬▬♥๑۩۩๑♥▬▬▬▬ಌڿڰۣ♥
My grandmother, Ivy Walker Mahanay was the only daughter among 8 brothers. Her mother Ida Johnston and her father Ed Walker both grew up around the Alvarado/Venus area. A rural community called Cotton Valley. I remember hearing my grandparents talk lovingly about Cotton Valley, but at the time I was not the least bit interested in what they were talking about. Everyone knew everyone in those rural schools and that is how my grandparents met. School mates.
Needless to say my grandmother was spoiled by her family, being the only girl. But since she was the second oldest child she was more like a mother to some of the youngest brothers. Two of them were actually younger than her own son. My dad grew up hearing his uncles call his mom Ivy and she said he always did the same. She was always always Ivy to him.
My grandparents lived in Alvarado until the mid 1930's. I suppose the Depression forced them from a country life on the farm to the big city. My grandfather found work in the city and they settled first on the North side and later the south side of Fort Worth. Attending church at South Fort Worth Baptist Church for many, many years.
I only really remember hearing of one job my grandmother had over the years. That was at Dickies Mfg. in downtown Fort Worth. It was a sewing factory that manufactured men's apparel, mostly jeans and overalls. They are still in business today.
My best memories of my grandmother are what a wonderful cook she was. My mom commented that my grandmother could make a meal out of anything. All of her grandchildren loved her homemade fries. Nothing special she shreaded her potatoes in a vegetable grinder. I like to think she invented the forerunner of hashbrowns. She fired everything, but who didn't in those days. And she would fry up a batch of greasy fries, let them sit on a paper towel a while to help drain some of the fat. While they sat she would open a can of cream style corn and whatever else she was making was secondary to us kids. We never had a meal at her house that was bad, and never had a meal there that did not include her famous fries and cream style corn.
Ivy loved to sew and sewed for all of her granddaughters and made many dresses over the years. My mom said she could spend hours looking at patterns at Leonard Bros. in downtown Fort Worth. Which brings to mind another fond memory of her and that was our trips to shop at Leonard's. We would ride the subway from the Lenonard's parking lot to the store. It was a huge downtown store in the 50, 60 and 70's. As you got off the subway the smells of popcorn and candy hit your noise with a blast of pure joy. You see the bottom floor of the store was where you could find these tempting goodies. A huge candy store was just one of the wonderful things Leonard's held in store for their shoppers. Clothing, toys they had it all. But my grandmother would always have her eye on the bolts of fabric stacked it seemed to the ceiling. And an endless supply of pattern books for her to pour over. Luckily for my grandmother Leonard Bros. out lasted her.
Sometime in the mid 70's when ceramics were the craze she really got into making them. She took lesson at a senior center and went as far as getting her own kiln. She was actually successful in selling a lot of her ceramic work. And also her beautiful crochet items. In fact she was the one who taught me to crochet. Some crochet pieces brought big bucks at the annual Senior Citizen Fair in Fort Worth. Everyone wanted one of her prized table cloths and bedspreads.
My grandparents home was simple, but homey. They kept it up and knew most of their neighbors. My favorite spot was the glider on the big front porch, it now sits on own porch and I smile each time I see it. My grandparents like so many elderly couples slept in separate bedrooms as long as I could recall. My grandmother's room was never heated in the winter. Everyone referred to it as "the north room". I often wondered why she took the cold room and not my grandfather. But, after going the change of life I think I know. As a child I remember how I loved to look at things in her bedroom, prowel as my mom would say. Her things always fascinated me.
After my grandfather passed away in 1978 she stayed on in her home in Fort Worth, at first living alone and then on my brother who was single and worked nearby stayed with her. Sometime in the early 90's she moved to Alvarado where my parents could watch over her. She lived in a Senior apartments for several years. Her last years though were sadly spent bedridden in the Nursing Home.
My grandmother had a sense of humor that was what I would loving call accidental. She said things that were not meant to be funny, but some how they came out that way. At her expense we had some good laughs behind her back and to her face. But, she loved the attention for sure. All of her family and especially her grandchildren loved her dearly. I was told she had her favorites, but thankfully as a child and an adult I never saw that side of her.
She is missed and loving remembered by all of us.
~*~❤~*~ ~*~❤~*~ ~*~❤~*~ ~*~❤~*~
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Ivy Mahanay
ALVARADO -- Ivy Mahanay, 91, a homemaker, died Tuesday, Feb. 18, 1997, at a local hospital.
Funeral: 2 p.m. Thursday at Clayton Kay Funeral Home. Burial: Glenwood Cemetery in Alvarado.
Ivy Mahanay was born Feb. 11, 1906, in Alvarado. Survivors: Sons, A.B. Mahanay of Alvarado and Eddie Mahanay of Bedford; daughter, Luetta Bull of Alvarado; brothers, Thurman Walker of Fort Worth, Carol Lee Walker of Saginaw, Francis Walker of Fort Worth and Billy G. Walker of Alvarado; 10 grandchildren; 10 great- grandchildren; and two great-great- grandchildren.
Clayton Kay Funeral Home
Alvarado, (817) 783-3062
♥ڿڰۣಌ▬▬▬♥๑۩۩๑♥▬▬▬▬ಌڿڰۣ♥
My grandmother, Ivy Walker Mahanay was the only daughter among 8 brothers. Her mother Ida Johnston and her father Ed Walker both grew up around the Alvarado/Venus area. A rural community called Cotton Valley. I remember hearing my grandparents talk lovingly about Cotton Valley, but at the time I was not the least bit interested in what they were talking about. Everyone knew everyone in those rural schools and that is how my grandparents met. School mates.
Needless to say my grandmother was spoiled by her family, being the only girl. But since she was the second oldest child she was more like a mother to some of the youngest brothers. Two of them were actually younger than her own son. My dad grew up hearing his uncles call his mom Ivy and she said he always did the same. She was always always Ivy to him.
My grandparents lived in Alvarado until the mid 1930's. I suppose the Depression forced them from a country life on the farm to the big city. My grandfather found work in the city and they settled first on the North side and later the south side of Fort Worth. Attending church at South Fort Worth Baptist Church for many, many years.
I only really remember hearing of one job my grandmother had over the years. That was at Dickies Mfg. in downtown Fort Worth. It was a sewing factory that manufactured men's apparel, mostly jeans and overalls. They are still in business today.
My best memories of my grandmother are what a wonderful cook she was. My mom commented that my grandmother could make a meal out of anything. All of her grandchildren loved her homemade fries. Nothing special she shreaded her potatoes in a vegetable grinder. I like to think she invented the forerunner of hashbrowns. She fired everything, but who didn't in those days. And she would fry up a batch of greasy fries, let them sit on a paper towel a while to help drain some of the fat. While they sat she would open a can of cream style corn and whatever else she was making was secondary to us kids. We never had a meal at her house that was bad, and never had a meal there that did not include her famous fries and cream style corn.
Ivy loved to sew and sewed for all of her granddaughters and made many dresses over the years. My mom said she could spend hours looking at patterns at Leonard Bros. in downtown Fort Worth. Which brings to mind another fond memory of her and that was our trips to shop at Leonard's. We would ride the subway from the Lenonard's parking lot to the store. It was a huge downtown store in the 50, 60 and 70's. As you got off the subway the smells of popcorn and candy hit your noise with a blast of pure joy. You see the bottom floor of the store was where you could find these tempting goodies. A huge candy store was just one of the wonderful things Leonard's held in store for their shoppers. Clothing, toys they had it all. But my grandmother would always have her eye on the bolts of fabric stacked it seemed to the ceiling. And an endless supply of pattern books for her to pour over. Luckily for my grandmother Leonard Bros. out lasted her.
Sometime in the mid 70's when ceramics were the craze she really got into making them. She took lesson at a senior center and went as far as getting her own kiln. She was actually successful in selling a lot of her ceramic work. And also her beautiful crochet items. In fact she was the one who taught me to crochet. Some crochet pieces brought big bucks at the annual Senior Citizen Fair in Fort Worth. Everyone wanted one of her prized table cloths and bedspreads.
My grandparents home was simple, but homey. They kept it up and knew most of their neighbors. My favorite spot was the glider on the big front porch, it now sits on own porch and I smile each time I see it. My grandparents like so many elderly couples slept in separate bedrooms as long as I could recall. My grandmother's room was never heated in the winter. Everyone referred to it as "the north room". I often wondered why she took the cold room and not my grandfather. But, after going the change of life I think I know. As a child I remember how I loved to look at things in her bedroom, prowel as my mom would say. Her things always fascinated me.
After my grandfather passed away in 1978 she stayed on in her home in Fort Worth, at first living alone and then on my brother who was single and worked nearby stayed with her. Sometime in the early 90's she moved to Alvarado where my parents could watch over her. She lived in a Senior apartments for several years. Her last years though were sadly spent bedridden in the Nursing Home.
My grandmother had a sense of humor that was what I would loving call accidental. She said things that were not meant to be funny, but some how they came out that way. At her expense we had some good laughs behind her back and to her face. But, she loved the attention for sure. All of her family and especially her grandchildren loved her dearly. I was told she had her favorites, but thankfully as a child and an adult I never saw that side of her.
She is missed and loving remembered by all of us.
~*~❤~*~ ~*~❤~*~ ~*~❤~*~ ~*~❤~*~
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