Southern Trip: Summer 1978

My mom, dad, and I went on our first long road trip down south when I was almost 4 yrs old. We went to Indiana, Kentucky, Tennessee (Gatlinburg, Nashville, Memphis), Georgia (Plains), Missouri (St. Louis), and Asheville, North Carolina.


There are only a couple of things I remember from the trip. I remember we did visit Elvis’s house in Memphis and wearing this t-shirt I got in Plains, GA, that said “I am a little peanut from Plains, GA”. I wore that shirt many times over that summer.


My mom remembers me seeing a child asking for orange pop, so that was my new thing to ask for on the road trip.    It would drive my mom crazy constantly asking for it.

Summer 1977: Cousins - Kelsey, Kim, Wendy, and Joy

My mom's sister, Charlene, had one daughter, Kelsey, who was born two days before me on August 22nd.    We used to celebrate birthdays together each year either at Grandma Thomas's house or at Pioneer Park.   In the summers, Kelsey and I would go to each other's houses for a week at a time and do fun activities.  

My dad's brother, George, had 3 daughters.  Kim was born September 20, 1971. Wendy was born  November 18, 1974, and Joy was born October 16, 1977.    We used to enjoy going up to the cabin every Memorial Day weekend and I spent many years at their house in the summers.  Then, I started to go camping with them and the Klee and Lawver families in 1985.   I was in Kim and Wendy's weddings, too.

May 1975: Gonyo and Thomas Families

Family has always been very important to me.  I was very close to all of my grandparents. I went on cruises with the Thomas grandparents and went to the cabin with the Gonyo grandparents.   I would say I was the closest to Grandma Gonyo.       I am so thankful I was blessed with wonderful parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins.

The Beginning

I would like to first introduce myself as Amy Lynette Gonyo. I was born to Robert and Joanne Gonyo around 7:30 a.m., Saturday, August 24^th, 1974, in the hallway of my childhood home located at 2251 Lawnel Avenue in Norton Shores, Michigan.   My mother told me that she felt like she had use the bathroom, but came to find out that it was her baby girl awaiting the excitement of life.   Sometimes, I wonder if I should have just stayed inside the womb.  Things were a lot easier.