tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30253954.post8732361818227511039..comments2023-10-30T10:46:46.036-05:00Comments on Allison Davis: Looking BackUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30253954.post-78612322866186999732010-03-30T23:26:37.443-05:002010-03-30T23:26:37.443-05:00Hi Ali- I search the magazine for your layouts eve...Hi Ali- I search the magazine for your layouts everymonth. I didn't notice it didn't have your name but didn't matter. I knew it was yours, we get to know the people in the photos and your style! I had to squint to reach the very touching story about your father. You should know that there are many of us each month that are waiting to see what layouts of yours are going to be in the magazine. You should be in there more!! I get so much inspiration from your layouts. I need to take some photos to share with you all the versions I've done.Laurel Geisbushhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13348724366406488205noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30253954.post-50152233770204511932010-03-30T15:25:48.626-05:002010-03-30T15:25:48.626-05:00CK really messed up with not crediting you! ... an...CK really messed up with not crediting you! ... and thanks for sharing your touching story.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30253954.post-24598290466058475492010-03-28T21:39:43.633-05:002010-03-28T21:39:43.633-05:00It is so hard when you lose a relative and think a...It is so hard when you lose a relative and think about what your kids are missing out on. It kills me that my kids won't know my dad. Another great reason why we all scrapbook. It gives us a chance to bring those that aren't here a voice and a chance for our children to know them through our eyes. I'm so sorry for those of you that have lost someone. Group hug to you all!Allison Davishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14072375477465879157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30253954.post-52190417372532210842010-03-26T07:16:44.445-05:002010-03-26T07:16:44.445-05:00Your dad was so special to all of the family. I s...Your dad was so special to all of the family. I still have a toy that he made me when I was little. He was always such fun to be around. I really hate that we didn't get to spend much time together growing up. I am so glad to see how good you are doing and know that your dad is in heaven looking down smiling at all you girls have accomplished.goldyfishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03919271933002361749noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30253954.post-91182400839561996252010-03-25T19:51:07.532-05:002010-03-25T19:51:07.532-05:00This story is so special! It's so sad, yet you...This story is so special! It's so sad, yet your dad can always be a hero for your boys.<br /><br />That is awful you weren't given credit in the magazine. I'm finding that more often than not, especially with sketches and kits. Credit should be given for a design that was from a sketch, a scraplift, or for a kit where someone else matched the products up.Melaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03796408122152229378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30253954.post-65853226620129555342010-03-25T09:42:46.360-05:002010-03-25T09:42:46.360-05:00First, CK is messed up! Second, my dad lost his ba...First, CK is messed up! Second, my dad lost his battle to cancer when my second son was 4 weeks old. Bittersweet memories for sure! Thanks for sharing this LO again!Ginnynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30253954.post-4745145815794859022010-03-24T17:07:10.684-05:002010-03-24T17:07:10.684-05:00This is why we scrap. These storybooks we are crea...This is why we scrap. These storybooks we are creating will hold our memories for us long after the moment passes. <br /><br />Thanks for sharing yours.Luv2talkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04205231954043287873noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30253954.post-44541847543273161152010-03-24T15:03:35.260-05:002010-03-24T15:03:35.260-05:00Allison, tears are rolling down my face. What an ...Allison, tears are rolling down my face. What an awesome page to have to be able to share with the boys for the rest of their lives. Your stories and memories of your dad will live on forever! <br />You deserve a lot of credit for that page! ;-)<br />HeatherHeatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05059104902640235069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30253954.post-69036723233624199872010-03-24T14:26:15.226-05:002010-03-24T14:26:15.226-05:00I remember this layout and how sad it was to read....I remember this layout and how sad it was to read. Well, it's still sad today. I'm sure your dad and boys would have been the best of buddies. So sorry for your family's loss. Keep telling the boys his story and showing his pictures and maybe one day they will surprise you and want to do some car racing just like your dad. Sending you hugs!!!dawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07763553809671436129noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30253954.post-47880574637115422192010-03-24T10:52:51.122-05:002010-03-24T10:52:51.122-05:00Beautiful layout and what a touching story, brough...Beautiful layout and what a touching story, brought a tear to my eye as I read it.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06512973768573727364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30253954.post-59688387021681409242010-03-24T09:54:36.081-05:002010-03-24T09:54:36.081-05:00Ok first, I saw that sketch in the magazine and my...Ok first, I saw that sketch in the magazine and my first thought was that they had gotten you to do the sketch column. I was thrilled, because that would be great! Nope...couldn't find your name anywhere. Huh, thought it sure did look like your style and seemed familiar...it was weird. The rest of the issue...and that cover layout...oh dear.<br /><br />Now, about your layout story. You had me in tears. My dad died in 2001 about 6 weeks after being diagnosed with cancer. My son was born in 2005, and there are so many things that he would have done with him that he will never know. Children loved my father, and there always seemed to be a little kid hanging around on our back deck waiting for "Mr. Morgan to come out and play." My dad hunted pheasant and quail, and he always had a couple of bird dogs. My Nathan would have been his sidekick, running the dogs with him and walking fence rows on a frosty autumn morning, field stubble crunching beneath their boots. Nathan will never know that joy. It's not that I wanted him to be a hunter; I wanted him to have that relationship with his grandfather. Nathan has no idea what he is missing...but I do.Amy from KCnoreply@blogger.com