Sunday, April 16, 2006
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UPDATE -- Coni & Weston visit DC
Coni and I spent last weekend in Maryland as she finished receiving her third cycle of chemotherapy at the NIH. On Friday, we had planned to take the Metro into DC to do some sightseeing, including the cherry blossoms that typically bloom at this time of year around the Tidal Basin near the Jefferson Memorial. Unfortunately, Friday was cold and rainy, so we postponed our outing until Sunday.
We had a beautiful day for sightseeing on Sunday -- 60 degrees and sunny! We signed up for a bus tour that shuttled us to all of the major sites, allowing us to see most of the things we wanted to see in the short amount of time we had to spend in DC. Most of the cherry trees were past their peak blooming time, but we found a few trees that were still in full bloom. The sunny weather made it a perfect day to view all of the sites of the DC area, including Arlington Cemetery and many monuments and memorials along the National Mall.
We returned to Minnesota on Monday, and Coni has spent the week at home recovering from the side effects of the chemotherapy and her Neulasta injection. This weekend we are planning to head back home to spend the Easter weekend with our families.
UPDATE -- Diana Martin
Just an update, and wishing everyone a happy Easter.
For two weeks following surgery, every day seemed to be the same ... a lot of pain and all of that, but for the past few days, the pain has lessened, and I feel my appetite improving. I, who have always fought weight, am now having to worry about eating!
My next doctor appointment is April 28th, so I will know a lot more about what is to come, then.
My deepest gratitude to everyone who have called, sent cards and flowers, and have kept me in their thoughts and prayers. Hello to all...
UPDATE -- a fun day with our "tweens"
UPDATE -- Duane Miller's surprise party
UPDATE -- Speaking of Texas...
Harold and I, and Cody and his son Austin, enjoyed our trip to Texas last week to visit my family. Austin was on spring break from school. It was great to have time with my relatives there again. Saw all my family except James, who lives in Arizona ... and we talked with him by phone while there.
We also visited the Dr Pepper museum (it originated in Waco, where my mother lives) and did a "drive-by" trip (no stopping allowed) of President Bush's ranch at Crawford, which is about 15 miles from where Mother lives.
As we drove through the Texas panhandle, we saw a little evidence of the extreme wildfires they'd had recently that killed many cattle and several people ... although the worst of the fires had been north of where we drove through.
Thank you for allowing me to join this elite group! I have known OF our matriarch for many years but have NOT had the privilege of meeting her in person. You will have heard that my sister, Betty Droel, began sending me The Bulletin and that really got my interest!
My brother Rich Weiland and and his wife, Verlaine (left), live in Coon Rapids, Minnesota. Roy and Betty Weiland Droel (center) live in MoundsView, seven miles away. Ruth and Ken Kitto (right) live in Apache Junction, Arizona. Our late mother, Rosalyn Weiland (front), lived in an assisted living residence in Coon Rapids until her death at age 100 on December 26, 2005. Harold Weiland, our other brother, died in 1998; his widow, Anita Pfingsten Weiland, lives in Yankton, South Dakota, and was not present when this was taken.
Day to Day R
Saturday morning the kids got to go into the school and color Easter eggs, decorate cookies and go on an egg hunt. Shari and I dropped them off with Becky and she spent the time helping them. Shari and I then continued on to the restaurant for lunch. After the kids and Becky were done, they joined us.
The Matriarch Speaks W
Behind, clockwise from Dorothy: Leona Anderson, Doug Anderson, Marlene and Rich Johnson, Rachel Henderson, Ben Johnson & Caity Chap.
Celebrating 80 Full Years of Life
This morning Rachel arrived with her piano keyboard, for afternoon use. Soon Don and Rachel and I went out to Country Kitchen for breakfast. I had French Toast (Texas style bread) and two slices of crispy bacon and a cup of coffee. My meal was free when I showed them my ID that proved it was indeed my birthday. The other two ate their choices. Then we went to Lloyd Springer's for our Sunday Fellowship Meeting.
During the afternoon's festivities we had picture taking, birthday song, music sessions, and eating of some good, nourishing, beautifully served food ... ending with a decadent brown-sugar and chocolate chip birthday cake. (The remainder is on a cookie sheet, covered for freshness, and waiting to take to the community room for treats for the ones who have coffee there ... to help me celebrate ... as nobody in the weight conscious gathering wanted to take it home.)
Lori and Rachel used the keyboard in the game room for Lori to hear the music Rachel is thinking to play at Lori's wedding. They worked together to make choices. The rest of us spent our music time doing songs, accompanied by Donnie, Patty A, and Doug. That was fun!
From left: Dorothy, Whitney Johnson, Patty & Donnie Anderson, Rachel Henderson, Marlene Johnson, Doug Anderson.
I have received so many remembrances from so many people. One of the last events of the afternoon was a call from Weston Johnson; he was waiting for Coni to finish her procedure. He called with their greetings for my birthday (one of several calls from various people).
There were so many e-messages and cards and yes, lots of old fashioned cards through the mail; flowers; a darling spring coat from the great grandchildren (I suspect they had help picking that out); wrapped gifts from someone you know; The Office Edition of Microsoft from Doug; and a nice shopping trip to our new Wal-Mart from the grandkids, and another one from the kids. That should be interesting! If I have forgotten anything I can now blame it on the forgetfulness of old age!
Standing: Rich Johnson, Don Anderson, Beaver & Donna Johnson, Donnie & Patty Anderson, Curt Henderson, Doug Anderson; seated in front: Marlene Johnson, Dorothy, Patty Henderson.
Dorothy, center, holding the newest great grandchild: Mason Taylor Henderson. Standing, rear,, L to R: newly engaged to Chris Chap is Jessy Wolff, then Ben & Heather Henderson, Becky Chap, Kim Johnson, Whitney Johnson, Eric & Leona Anderson, Shawn Ostendorf & Lori Chap, also newly engaged, Ben Johnson & his friend Ashley; front, L to R: Chris Chap, Mark Johnson, great grandchildren Jayce & Caity Chap & granddaughter Rachel Henderson.
Mother's Day 2006
As the present Matriarch of the Dake family, I invite you to help us pay tribute to Amy Mellon Dake, the Mother of the Dake Family -- whether she was your mother, your grandmother, your great grandmother, your aunt, your borrowed mother, or your friend.
Who Is This?
Let's Play a Guessing Game: Whenever it is handy to do so we will run a picture of someone of the subscribers or staff members of our e-magazine. Tell us who you think it is -- we will let you know who was the first to guess it right -- and the correct guess -- in the following week's Bulletin.
How many can you identify?
Nice to see Aunt Gert [Dake Pettit] on the left and Aunt Dorothy [Dake Anderson] on the right in the mystery pictures this week! The one of Aunt Gert with Grandpa and Grandma Dake's barn and silo in the background brought back a flood of childhood memories! I think I remember Babe, the cow, from Aunt Gert's recent account too. For sure, I remember going out to the barn with Grandpa Dake to watch him milk a few times when we were visiting from Texas.
This is the only picture I have of the barn, so excuse the fact that I am on it, also. The front door is in the shadow to the right, where the cows were milked, and the cement tank of water is to the left of the picture. There was a cooler on top of the tank that had fresh water pumped into it. We would put our homemade rootbeer, watermelon and the like in it to keep cool.
This is a snap to identify these two lovelies! Know them and their family very well 'cause I feel that our growing up as a "family" (and this includes the two brothers and another sister), is one of the best memories I have. Gertrude Dake Pettit and our own Editor, Dorothy Dake Anderson!
IT'S PRINTING ... it looks fantastic. I know the guess pictures this time. At first glance I knew it was my sister [Ruth Weiland Swanson Kitto] in the chair, but then I realized it must be Dorothy. And Gert is the other one.
My guess on the photos are: Gert Dake and wow, Dorothy Mae Dake. Both when in younger days.
Mavis Anderson Morgan
The pictures are my mother, Gert, and the Matriarch (although the resemblance to her middle daughter is striking).
My guess is that the mystery pictures are of Gertie Dake, and the Matriarch, Dorothy Dake. Aren't they cuties?
That was a DARLING picture of you in your younger years in The Bulletin! How fun to see ... and wonder if the other could be Blanche?
$ A Long Time Ago !
Ruth (Miller) Collings, one of our father's first cousins, gave me a copy of a 12-page manuscript her father had written in 1960 of his growing up years (1880s-1890s) near Ashby, Minnesota. This is another excerpt. [Words in square brackets were added by me.] --Jerrianne
On November 1, 1960, our great uncle Edward W. Miller wrote:
Most of my school days were spent in the little one-room, country school. In the spring of the year when the snow would melt, water would gather in low places and form ponds. On the way home from school, we passed the Joe Marcott place where there was such a pond. The Marcott youngsters had made a box about four feet long. They would stand in that box and, with a stick in each hand, push across the pond.
One day, on our way home, a neighbor boy by the name of Edwin Berglund and I thought we would try it. We agreed that he would make the first trip, and then I would have a turn. Edwin got on very well until he reached the center of the pond. There he lost his balance, and his boat dumped him in the ice cold water. It was about waist deep, and he headed for shore, leaving the boat there, so that is one time that I lost out.
My Uncle Ed left the home in southern Minnesota to become a partner with my father in the mill. It was also very likely that about the same time (before my memory) my mother's girlhood friend, Nellie Richards, who lived on the farm adjoining Grandfather's, also came to live at our house and taught in the one-room school south of us.
I can remember that she used to ride horseback to school using a sidesaddle. Ladies did not ride straddle as they do now. Even with a special skirt that Nellie wore, it was cold transportation in the winter, and a change was made from saddle to a cutter [a small sleigh, usually seating one person and drawn by a single horse].
I can just recall that she took me to school one day -- I suppose just to give me an idea of what I would be doing the next year when I would be school age. During the recess period the older boys succeeded in getting me into a fight with another youngster. I managed to get him howling, and the teacher had to come to his rescue.
The next year, Nellie taught in a new school that my Uncle Will had built in our district. It was located about two and a half miles north of where we lived. She drove there by horse and buggy. That was my first year in school (five years old), and I rode with her. I very well recall that just before dismissing the school for the first recess, she warned the pupils that Eddie sometimes was rather rough and to be careful.
I have been told that the salary the teacher got was $18 per month, and she was supposed to pay her board and room. Nellie lived at our house and I do not know what she paid, if anything. As I recall, that was the last year she taught the school.
Sometime during the following summer, a stranger from Ashby came to our house. Uncle Ed did not work in the mill that day as he usually did but was dressed in his best suit. Nellie also had on a brand new and very nice dress. The stranger asked them to stand up together. My sister Amelia and I did not know what it was all about.
Uncle Ed looked and acted much in his usual way, but Nellie seemed to be much embarrassed. The stranger said something to them, and I guess asked Uncle Ed a question, which he answered. Then he asked Nellie something, and she made the same sort of answer.
After it was all over, they sat down to the dining table for a specially prepared dinner. After dinner was over, they all left, and it must have been a week or two before they returned. Amelia and I were informed that from then on we were to call them Uncle Ed and Aunt Nellie.
Uncle Ed and Aunt Nellie set up housekeeping in a new house that Joe Marcott had built a short distance from our house. My cousin Joseph was born there and also Esther. Soon after Esther's birth, Uncle Ed got a job managing a wheat elevator in Ashby. They lived there for one year and then went back to southern Minnesota, where he bought a farm.
Photo Editor's Note: I THINK that's Edward Neller and his wife, Nellie ... but there are no names on the photo, we've lost touch with the Neller branch of the family and no one still living on our side of the family knows for sure. My dad thought this was a photo of his great aunt Ella, but his sister Marjory said, "Absolutely not!" Our best guess, based on another family photo, was their great uncle Edward Neller and his wife ... and we assume that his wife was Nellie, as per Edward W. Miller's account. Label your family photos ... and not just the OLD photos ... it's so easy to lose track ... but do so with care, so that the photos are not damaged in the process ... a precious heirloom photo is a very fragile thing.
Greg and Sonja Dake left Durham, North Carolina, for Shanghai, China, on January 6th and returned January 28th. It was a business trip for Greg and Sonja went along. They took extra time for sightseeing while they were there.
Wal-Mart In Shanghai
The past few days have been mostly slow. It's rained most of every day and night in Shanghai and that makes for difficult transportation. Today I braved the possible lack of transport to make a shopping trip to get things we are going to need for our Lijang trip. This was my second visit to the Shanghai Wal-Mart; I went there Monday, as well. Monday I bought a few things we needed and a lot we didn't, typical of Wal-Mart everywhere, I guess.
My first purchase was a sake set that was double what I thought it was going to cost when I got to the register with it. It looked like the price was 180RMB on the shelf but it rang up 348RMB. Eeeeek! I supposed I should have said no that's too much but, I didn't. :/ I hope that is some very good sake when we get around to opening it! I spent about that much on all the rest of my purchases there.
The Wal-Mart was two stories, but it was no small store like the department store we'd looked around on Nanjing Lu. Big store. Downstairs was groceries, upstairs everything else.
I walked through the meat department, and it was very different than meat departments in the states. The meat was not wrapped; it was all out in the open. Piles of chicken wings, fresh and frozen in bins. Beef ribs, pork chops, everything was out in the open air. People grabbed pieces with tongs (or just their bare hands, though the employees were actively discouraging this) and dropped them into plastic bags to be weighed and labeled. Piles of pressed duck and ox tails. I have to say, though, there was no unpleasant odor and no flies or insects around the meat.
The seafood department looked more like a pet shop than a grocery store. There were rows of tanks with live fish in them. There were big nets hanging off the tanks that people used to scoop the live fish out and dump into bags or buckets to purchase. Catfish, sea bass, crabs, shrimp, eels, and other fish I couldn't identify. Doesn't get any fresher than that, I guess!
The produce department wasn't much different, though. There were a LOT of oranges, and very few apples. Very few bananas and they were expensive, like 10RMB where the others were 2 or 3 (I assume per pound). [or maybe per kilogram?] Pineapple, plums, coconuts.
Then I walked around to the dry goods part of the store. The alcohol section was jammed full of people, and had two armed policeman (NOT security guards, but China police officers) stationed there. They had open bottles for samples, too; Johnnie Walker whisky and a few kinds of wine. I declined to sample any, but did buy the sake set.
The sake set had a security tag on the bottle, like clothing at Wal-Mart in the states has. When the cashier tried to remove it (the alcohol section had its own cash register and you paid for all alcohol there), he couldn't get it off! He tried the little tool for it, but it wouldn't go around the thing because the bottle neck was round, not flat. Three different people tried and finally the original guy got it off. Everyone was laughing about it, even customers; it was almost like a clown act, people tugging and saying things I probably was better off not understanding! When it came off, several people clapped their hands, too.
I went on around the store and got things like what I thought was Kleenex, since Greg's had a runny nose and keeps running out the supply the hotel staff puts in our room. It turned out to be a pack of dinner napkins folded up like Kleenex. Greg said people carry those around here because restaurants give you tiny, thin napkins, so people bring better ones of their own.
to be continued...
Photo Editor's Note: We are serializing Sonja and Greg's web log and illustrating it with the photos they are posting, but there is far more photo material available than we will be able to fit in The Bulletin, so we also provide the links to the blog, for those who are interested:
Web Log: http://sonjas-travels.blogspot.com/
A wonderful beef and vegetable dish for only 6 W.W. points. Plan ahead and buy some fresh ginger root, crushed red pepper and sesame oil. They will keep. I keep my ginger root in the freezer; it also makes it easier to grate.) These are staple items that will be used in many of these recipes. Be brave and good luck! --Don, Jr. firstname.lastname@example.org
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Miss Hetty's Mailbox:
Dear Miss Hetty,
Mavis Anderson Morgan
Miss Hetty Says
Don't you just love it? Lori Anderson & Keith Mason sent this "beary cute" greeting card for The Boss's 80th birthday -- and I saw a few more comments in the cards, too...
Hi Aunt Dorothy!
Happy 80th Birthday! We hope you had a special day on Sunday. We were thinking of you. Keith and I just got back from a weekend trip to Big Bear Lake, and this critter had some "beary" special wishes for you!
Glad you had a fun day ... I'll be waiting to read it in The Bulletin! Again Happy Birthday to you and thanks for the wishes I got for my birthday!
We do so enjoy your Bulletin.
We want you to know how much we appreciate all you do for our very large family and extended family!
Keep Us Posted!
Please drop Miss Hetty a line and tell us who, and what, we've missed. And how about a report (photos welcome) of YOUR special celebration?
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Mavis Anderson Morgan
I continue to enjoy all the interesting contributions to The Bulletin!
Carol Dake Printz
Grandma Moses may have some paintings, but your work producing The Bulletin touches many lives, too!
Thanks again for a great Bulletin and I like the theme for "Mothers Day." She is my second Mother and I still think of her often.
... I had an e-mail from Stan (Dake). He said, "Tell Aunt Dorothy I will actually come out of the woodwork in the near future," so maybe you will get some update from him before too long.
Once again, Happy Birthday.
by Betty Droel
What a most beautiful and appropriate first page for our Bulletin in honor of our editor's 80th birthday. Clever and artistic -- that's Bitzi! We all wanted to include our very best wishes to you, Dorothy, and there is no question but what you had a most memorable birthday with all the loved ones you had surrounding you in person and via The Bulletin.
I was thinking about this Bulletin project. Am sure it started out small and innocently as a family letter, and you had no idea how far reaching it would become in just a few years. It is unusual that it didn't peter out eventually, as so many attempts at such things do, but rather it has increased to a place where each issue is a valuable keepsake. My surprise, too, is how every single week it is so interesting and filled with newsy items and beautiful pictures. We never tire of getting it every Saturday morning about 10:30. I certainly do appreciate being on your subscribers list, and hope to do my part to keep eligible.
Our days have been full and busy with routine and lots not so routine -- in fact I was shocked to realize I had totally forgotten to acknowledge Bulletin #198 until I couldn't find my LTTE in the next one. A good thing, really, as it was bursting at the seams already, without it.
Thank you for continuing to include the updates on Coni. Our hearts go out to her and to Weston, as he stands by the dearest friend he has, in her illness.
I had talked to Diana Martin on the phone. She is comfortable at her daughter's home in Coon Rapids, but has had some rough times and a lot of pain. She was resting in her chair when I called, but was very glad to have been thought of, although I was sorry to disturb her.
I was thrilled to see the update on that snowman in Anchorage. Usually, we don't get chapter two of something like that, but looks like this will be the last chapter as it melts down to a memory. So now we have another interest to follow, the falcon webcams.
We had seen Ben and Heather just a week ago or so, so this update about Mason Taylor Henderson was expected and welcome. That will be one loved little baby.
Huseby's new home in Breezy Point looks like a far cry from a California setting. Beautiful, huge home -- will be fun for them to move in and settle down -- and they already know what to expect from the Minnesota seasons.
Thanks, Don and Patty, for answering our many questions about your unique log home.
Well, Cap'n Jack really gave us an essay on guitars. I feel I know him, but not well enough to have realized what a guitar enthusiast he is. That was a great letter, and I hope that will be the first of many we read of Cap'n Jack and Virginia Adair.
These birthdays can be strung out to enjoy for a long time. Imagine how the girls will feel in a few years to see themselves in those Victorian gowns! The Sudoku does NOT interest me, but I know some others that it will, so will send on that information. Thanks, Donna Mae, for always having such interesting things to share from your home.
I was touched deeply to read about the Tribute to Amy Mellon Dake for Mother's Day 2006. Because Amy was such a dear and special friend, whom I still miss, just knowing she was there. Spending so much time with Bill and Amy left fond memories of them both. She truly served others at the expense of herself, and one doesn't forget that.
The GUESS picture was a shock. I thought SURE that was a picture of my sister, Ruth, on the right ... but then realized it was Dorothy. Of course, Gertie was always so slim and pretty, as you can see on the first picture.
Larry, we missed your LTD Storybrooke, sincerely. Do hope you can get help for your problems, and know we are interested if you can give us an update now and then.
I hope you don't run out of chapters of LIFE ON THE FARM for awhile. They are so interesting, and funny -- even though it must have been pretty serious at the time.
We are still spending time in Shanghai with the Dakes ... which was too interesting to lay down until we had read it through, word for word.
Jayce won't forget Boston very soon, nor will Beaver and Donna. Thanks for all the details of a trip we will never ever be taking ourselves, but now can picture.
Our good friends Rod and Renee Martin talk about Cancun, and have tried to describe it, so was very glad for the Part 2 of Wyatt's account of their vacation there.
The Skinny Recipes sound good and look good, but some people succumb to the can opener and Progresso Tomato Soup. Poor Roy would love this homemade one.
Frans and Rian celebrating 28 years of marriage ... with beautiful roses. We have been married 13 years, but with Roy's 50 peviously, that makes 63 for him. Can anything go faster than a year when you have a dear and caring spouse?
It was once again "Good To The Last Dot."
Photo illustration © Virginia McCorkell; photo by Sarah Steinhauer
Levi gets a head start on first birthday. It's on Wednesday.
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