Wednesday, November 28, 2012


I have flown over it and driven around it, but after all these years of being back east this is the first time that I have ever been to D.C.  We went with Mike and family, twice actually, over the Thanksgiving weekend.  It was truly awe inspiring and humbling when you think where we've come from.  My favorite was probably the Lincoln Memorial, it really lifts the spirits.  The architecture is magnificent and one really does feel that they are at the center of the universe.  The war memorials were powerful in their message, the Viet Nam memorial was overwhelming.
It was nice to be with family in a place that gives you great hope that we can overcome our shortfalls and become strong and independent again.
Love to all.

Monday, November 26, 2012

Something To Check Out

If you love music, are fascinated with what can be done with a cello, you have got to check this out.  Go to  . Beautiful music, some crazy stuff, but it made me smile.
Hope everyone is having a good day!

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Time for Thanksgiving!

     I've been waiting for Dwight to come up with a Thanksgiving Memoir, but it hasn't happened yet, so I'll write about one Thanksgiving that I remember vividly.  The day was beautiful and unseasonably warm.  We all worked on the dinner, which included some foods that were seldom on our table - celery, red grapes, cranberries (cooked by Mother), and yams, plus the usual big hen baked to perfection in the coal range.  (We had a turkey my senior year in high school, and all decided that it was not as delicious and moist as the chicken.)  We cleaned up, dishes were finished, and with the day so beautiful and fine - blue skies, golden stubble in the fields, etc., so we older children decided to walk down to the river bridge.  All I remember about that walk was that as we were headed home, dark clouds began to appear in the west, and we hurried down the lane to home to avoid a possible storm.  One thing that Louise did was to save the embossed paper napkin she had for lunch (unsoiled), and color the patterns on it, so as in everything else, I copied her.  Paper napkins were only used on special occasions.
     Another Thanksgiving I remember was even earlier - around 1942.  Aunt Cindy and Uncle Norman were living in the remains of the little house that Uncle Orville had built.  There was a main room and a small back room.  As I recall, they just had Newell, and we all crammed around the table in the front room.  After lunch, Daddy and Norman went out and began to stake out the dimensions for our new home.  Unbelievably, we moved into that house on George Washington's birthday in 1943!  I spent another ten years in that home before graduating from high school and heading for Laramie.

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Where Are You?

All right, everybody - where are you?  We either need an egg count from Ann, a book review from Dwight,  garden progress from Judy, or a quilt  from Louise.  I'm not sure of my responsibility in all of this, so I'll just post the picture that's a month old that Ron took some days after I was home from the last hospital stint.  Belated thank you all for the lovely posies.

Thursday, November 1, 2012

A Little Detour

I blithly followed the way to the above link and ended up spending a wonderful hour with uplifting music.   And I will be back for more.