Hello friends, well another week of this long hot summer is behind us, but with more of the same predicted. I am thankful for each day granted to us and I try to be happy in every day. However, some days are better than others. We oldsters just didn’t anticipate the reality of “old age” and so we cope and remember when we were once young and eager.
My Friday started out not very well. I woke up not feeling well at all and the further my morning went the worse it got until I finally went back to bed. Not wanting to be a slave to my phone, I didn’t take either one with me and so I slept soundly for over a couple hours. I awakened to my son coming to see what was wrong because he lives in the same yard and my daughter alerted him that I wasn’t answering either phone. To make a long story short, the day turned into a brighter afternoon with the arrival of my welcome caregiver, Vonda, for our therapy session and house cleaning then Karen came with goodies from her garden and with cautionary advice to always take my cell phone with me. I didn’t point out that would probably defeat the purpose of daytime bed rest, because I certainly appreciate the care and conern of my family. Well the next visitors were Burr and Ruth and my sister, Jo and my niece, Kelly Jo. We spent a lovely afternoon for my sis had not been here for a year. Jo is my baby sister who is ten years younger than me. I was the oldest of three. I was always protective of Jo when we were growing up. I was her teacher in her 8th grade and helped her get enrolled in high school, which was a traumatic transition from a close protective environment to the big city change. For Ava was far removed from our country school and farm life. Then we went into adult life and our own families and were distanced from one another. Now we three, Ruby, Jean and Jo, live in the same neighborhood, but do not visit often. So my Friday turned from a not good day to a wonderful one.
I went to town last Monday and Karen and I had a good, but short visit with my niece, Vickie, who was also shopping for groceries. She promised to come visit and I’m waiting with bated breath, for I realize that we live in a fast paced world and those young people who work for a living do not have much time off to do the necessary work piled up at home. Our families used to get together twice yearly to catch up on one another’s lives at our annual Christmas party and our family reunion. But now not every one comes to either event so it has come down to “run-into” one another in town shopping. It was awfully good to see Vickie. I learned that Clint and wife are expectant parents and also Vanessa and husband. Congratulations and welcome to a happy life with children. They are precious beyond words.
I haven’t been getting to club and Jean said my quilt is done and ready to hem. I haven’t seen it since it was put in the frame and I know it turned out more beautiful than ever. A top is always amazingly enhanced after the quilting and hemming is done. I appreciate each loving stitch for I have not been a very consistent contributor to our labor force at club. Since I don’t drive my activities have been curtailed.
Our family reunion is Saturday of Labor Day at the same location I believe. Please make note and try to be there.
I was happy to get a letter from my childhood chums, Lorene Rippee Maloney. I always love Lorene’s letters for she takes me back in time to a happy carefree childhood, a time when we didn’t worry about the rest of the world for we weren’t aware of every little detail of the troubles of the outside world. Now we are bombarded with troubling news via the television and the internets, and we live in a changed world; the environment, the troubles of our government and even the court system in which money for a team of lawyers most often, results in an acquittal, even if your’e guilty. I do not like change. In fact I would willingly go back to a simpler, happier world where greed did not rule how people live.
Do you remember the paddle and wheel that everyone had because that was easy to make and how proficient we became at the use of one. The stills, the marble games, the different uses we made of the ball and and just made up games of dare base, crack the whip ( the most daring and sometimes dangerous game for the one at the end of the whip) and fox and hound. Remember the excitement at school when we got new library books. We were able to read for the teachers made sure that was the one basic subject every child learned well. I loved books and still love to read. Some titles I remember where Lorna Doone, of course, Tom Sawyer, Little Women, Uncle Tom’s Cabin, Miles Standish and John Alden in Literature class, Evangeline, the Fur Bringers and so many more.
To return to the reality of life as we now know it, we realize, Lorene and I that we can only relive that earlier time in memory, but we both like to reminisce and escape to a lovely time in our life that will never be again and we’re glad to have been born in the century we were and to have lived the life we were priviledged to share. Not many of our generation are left to remember.
Congratulations to Karen and Greg Evans who celebrated their anniversary with a trip to Branson and dinner out.
I have rambled on and haven’t heard that much news. News seems to be hard to come by anymore. Either life is too fast to have newsworthy items or too fast to take time to call me with anything to include. I’m reminding Little Creek residents and friends thereof to give me a call once in awhile so that you can’t repimand me for not having any items in the paper.
Ruth came by on her way home from work Saturdy and we had a theraputic talk benefiting both of us. Ruth brought me vegetables to make Wanda’s hot pepper pickles. Now I know what Vonda and I will be doing Monday. We also plan on jelly soon. I can progress so far by sitting down and getting things ready for stand-up stove canning. I still love to make food as opposed to buying the inferior product already in the jars and cans.
This Sunday morning we are being blessed with a respite from the hot dry weather. It is in the upper 70′s, but very humid and raining. The promise is for 100′s again next week. In addition to that forecast we must deal with, we hear our government is still at stalmate. I can’t call it our government however for it is apparent we lack governing.
I never could have anticipated our country regressing to such a state of greed and corruption and our younger generation fighting such moral battles amid sin and temptations. My thoughts are that it is most likely due to “progress” which has changed the moral compass we always followed. Too much media exposure making every sinful thing acceptable and dulling wrong by repetition. Soon those not grounded in the scriptures find it hard to distinguish between right and wrong. Our youngsters must be kept in church and taught the old ways.
I apologize for preaching, but I find things happening very worrisome.
Until next time, keep on the bright side and love your neighbors and families with no reservations.
