Sunday, December 3, 2006
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Editor's Note: Ken Hellevang has a Ph.D. in Engineering and is a Registered Professional Engineer. As a Professor of Agricultural & Biosystems Engineering at North Dakota State University, with responsibility for outreach, he has provided education and technical assistance in crop post harvest, structures, and indoor environmental engineering since 1980.
UPDATE -- giving grain storage seminars in Egypt
My trip to Egypt was sponsored by the U.S. Grains Council to promote exporting our corn to Egypt. U.S. corn arrives in good condition, but some of it deteriorates before it is used for livestock feed. I provided education and technical assistance on grain storage to about 70 feed mill operators and managers, government officials, and laboratory administrators. I gave a 1.5- to 2-hour seminar each of the four days I was there. My host, the director of the U.S. Grains Council in Egypt and an official in the Egyptian Department of Agriculture, was the translator.
UPDATE -- news "from Central America"
I believe it may be time for an update from the Printzes in Central America. (Nebraska is pretty central in America, isn't it?)
In September I spent a couple of weeks with Mother (Lois Gandy Dake) in Waco, Texas, helping with some painting and other projects on her house. There wasn't a lot of time for "social" activities, but we had some nice family visits while we worked anyway!
The middle of November, Harold and I flew to a three-day Army veterans' reunion in Irvine, California, where we enjoyed time with old friends and made some new ones. It was good to see Jim and Betty Huisman and Rob and Carol Pfingsten, among many others there.
Immediately after the reunion, Harold had business meetings at Dana Point, California. So we just moved down the coast about 20 miles, to a different hotel, for the next three days. I got to relax and sightsee a little while Harold worked. :)
We went to our youngest son Justin's and wife Melody's in South Dakota for Thanksgiving day, and had way too much to eat, as no doubt everyone else did. All of Melody's family was there and all of our family, except Eric, as well as a couple of friends of the families.
In the afternoon, the grandpas, dads and uncles did some target shooting while the grandmas, moms and aunts visited and played with the kids. Then some played games and we had a little music toward evening. We felt the absence of Melody's mom, Donna Wisseman, who died in August, but it was good to share pictures and stories and other pleasant memories of her.
We're looking forward to a visit from Cody's son, Austin, during the Christmas holidays. He will soon turn 15 and is a freshman in high school this year.
We have not had much winter weather so far and our severe drought continues. So, as much as I don't like to drive in it, we wish for snow!
I finally bought a scanner the other day ... so maybe one of these days I can contribute an old picture or two, when I learn how to do it. I have discovered, however, that "learning how to do it" about anything at age (almost) 60 is not quite as easy as it was at age 20 ... but I keep trying! It's a humbling experience.
UPDATE -- Shari gets temporary assignment in Arizona
The company I work for asked me to come to the Phoenix headquarters to institute some new programs. I moved here on November 12 and will be here for a couple months, it appears.
I am very fortunate to have great living accommodations. One of the owners has a sister-in-law, Ronda, who is single and close to my age ... so I am staying with her for the duration. It is great to not be alone in a strange city and she is so sweet to be with.
So, my first weekend here, Ronda took me on a tour of "high country." Wow! What an incredible day! Ronda drove and I ohhhhhed and ahhhhed. We went through the desert with thousands of cactuses ... then rock and bush country ... and then into the mountains, to the Mogollon Rim ... awesome and beautiful ... like going to a foreign country in just two hours. We saw wild turkeys ... time stood still for this day. We laughed, talked, listened to Christmas music ... all in all, a great escape!
And Weston, I am enjoying your Arizona travelogue ... too bad I wasn't living here when you came through!
UPDATE -- Shalana Weiland turns 10 years old
Shalana Weiland is 10 years old. A doting great uncle and aunt had a party for her. We had a very special time as her Grandma and Grandpa Weiland (Richard and Verlaine) came, too. Her 6 year old sister, Krista, tried to contain herself while Shalana opened her gifts. Krista would have loved to help.
We decided to have something different than cake. So we had a fruit centerpiece made like flowers -- and cupcakes. Each person had a cupcake on their plate with a candle in. Then they were all lit at once, and everyone stepped back while Shalana quickly blew out each candle, running all the way around the table. She was being timed, and if she could blow them all out in 60 seconds, she got a prize. It only took her 45 seconds to blow out the candles, but she was laughing so hard she could hardly blow. Her prize was a brand new 2006 dime and some birthday stickers.
One gift she got was a lifetime treasure. Her grandma and grandpa gave her a leather covered, India paper, Bible. She was very pleased. She has an American Doll, Abby, that got some nice gifts, too, as Abby is just one year old now.
What a precious time of life! Ten years old. Young enough to be sweet and innocent and old enough to begin learning all the important things in life.
UPDATE -- we found a dog!
This is Tanner, the newest member of the cabin family. He showed up on our front porch a couple of weeks back with a sprained front leg, no collar, and very hungry and thirsty. We have been checking with the neighbors and keeping an eye out for flyers for missing dogs.
I even took him to the vet to see if they recognized him. They didn't; they scanned him for an ID chip but found none. They also gave me the number of animal control, but there are no reports of a Golden Retriever missing.
The vet said he's about 1-1/2 years old and appears to be healthy. Someone out there is missing a great dog. He's very well mannered; he knows how to sit, stay, heel and fetch. (He's not too good at give, but we are working on that.)
He is, all in all, a great dog and, if no one claims him, we just may have to keep him!
UPDATE -- Thanksgiving get together
We had lovely weather (for Minnesota) for our Thanksgiving get together last Saturday. Compared to last year's weather and nasty roads, it was an exceptional day!
We missed having Marlene and Rich's family with us, also Chris and Jessy, Zach, Ben and Ashley, and Ben and Heather with their Mason.
All the missing family certainly cut down on our numbers, but we would have had enough food to feed them and several others. Besides being such an array of food (five types of meat, alone), it was all very delectable food, with many more healthy choices to select from, all very tasty.
Day to Day R
A New Baby On The Way
Lori and Shawn gave me the go ahead to announce that we will be grandparents for the fifth time! I am so excited! We are praying for an uneventful pregnancy and easy delivery of a beautiful, healthy baby ... somewhere around the second week in June.
Dad had mentioned we could have a baby naming contest. Shawn informed him he thought that was a wonderful idea ... and that for a mere $100 for each suggestion, preferably with a minimum of four, the names could be contributed. Eric said that if he were going to have to pay a hundred dollars, the name would have to be "Jellybean." Hmmm, would that be for either a boy or a girl?
Congratulations, Lori and Shawn! We will look forward to welcoming the little baby Ostendorf in the spring! Summer at the lake should be great!
The Matriarch Speaks W
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?
The "picture" -- love the memories they bring back -- MOM Dake, Billy and Stan, LeRoy standing between two ladies I don't recognize, Gertrude and Vonnie (Mrs. LeRoy Dake). This all happens in front of the Dake Home!
The GUESS picture is still just a guess except for (just guesses) Amy, Billy and his wife, and must be Billy's mother-in-law, and Gertie and Vonnie. Was that all right or all wrong?
I had to take another look at last week's GUESS picture as the stories about Aunt Jane and Uncle John were so interesting, Dorothy and LeRoy.
Betty Weiland Droel
Mother [Amy Dake], then Billy and Stanley [Dake], Aunt Daisy [Mellon], LeRoy Dake, Lulu [Lent, who later became Grandpa Alonzo Mellon's second wife], Gert [Dake] and Vonnie [Thomas Dake]. (By the way, I had to ask Vonnie if she had any idea who that last one was and she said, "that's ME." I did not believe her. ;-) I wonder if I am in trouble now?)
I don't know if there was a reason for them being there. It does seem like Uncle Everett might have brought them so that Lulu could meet my folks.
Photo © Ken Hellevang
Cairo, a city of about 20 million people.
Sightseeing in Egypt
I stayed at the Cairo Hotel Marriott, which was a palace built by King Ismail for the lodging of kings invited to the inauguration of the Suez Canal in 1879. Cairo is a city of about 20 million people.
The things I got to see included the Egyptian Museum, a bazaar (many, many blocks of shops, mainly of tourist items), the Citadel, and, of course, the pyramids. The Egyptian Museum contains stone monuments dating from the 31st century, B.C. Of particular interest were the funerary items of Pharaoh Tutankhamun, including his gold mask and solid gold coffin.
The Citadel was built in 1207 as the residence of the Sultan of Egypt. Inside the Citadel is the el Nasser Mohammed Mosque constructed in 1335. I toured the inside of the mosque. They wanted to show me the mosque so I would understand a little about their religion.
From the Citadel, which is built on a large hill, you can look over Cairo and see the pyramids to the west. The pyramids were the pharaohs' tombs. They were built where the Nile valley ends and the desert begins. The pyramid symbolized the rays of the sun, and the pharaoh expected to rise again, just like the sun.
The Pyramid of Cheops was constructed by 200,000 workers during 20 years, using about 2,200,000 blocks of limestone, each block weighing 2.5 tons. The pyramid measures about 660 feet wide at the base and is 420 feet tall. There are rooms inside for the pharaoh's things.
The Sphinx is in front of the pyramids. It is about 180 feet long and 80 feet tall. It has a lion's body and a human head, which symbolizes the strength and wisdom of the Pharaoh.
Monday Night Football, Arizona Cardinals Style
Once I had gotten settled into my hotel room in downtown Phoenix, I headed west to Glendale, where the Arizona Cardinals' brand new stadium sits on a previously undeveloped (and now barely developed) parcel of suburban sprawl.
To say the stadium is unique would be an understatement. The stainless steel-coated exterior was unlike anything I'd ever seen. I had heard it described as looking like anything from a metallic mushroom to a bedpan (complete with a hole in the top). I would describe it as looking like a giant spaceship in the middle of a sea of parking lots. Mushroom, bedpan, spaceship -- regardless of what it looked like, that night it would play host to the Cardinals and the Bears on Monday Night Football.
Although the primary purpose of my journey to Phoenix was to attend the ACC symposium, this game was the impetus for my making a week-long vacation out of the trip. The opportunity to see the new stadium, for which my company had done much of the original feasibility and market analyses, was too good to pass up.
I arrived at the stadium at around 3 o'clock, although the game wouldn't start until 5:30. The first item on my agenda was to procure a game ticket -- no easy task for a highly anticipated, sold-out game. The first scalper I approached asked for my firstborn son in exchange for a lower deck seat. I considered his offer, but moved on to another entrepreneur, who settled for an arm and a leg.
With ticket in hand, I spent some time wandering around the stadium. It was bizarre to be at a football tailgate party in 85 degree sunshine. Where I'm from, football game day is an occasion to wear long underwear and my best team-licensed parka.
About an hour before game time, I headed inside. The interior of the stadium was more standard, but had all of the bells and whistles you'd expect from a brand new stadium. The retractable roof was opened, as the nighttime start would keep the facility from overheating, as it was prone to do during the normal Sunday afternoon game time. In fact, I was told that this would be the first time the roof would be open for a game.
Eventually, I found my seat, which was in the second-to-last row of the lower deck, behind the north end zone. I settled in for the opening kickoff, and before I knew it, the Cardinals had cruised to a 20-0 halftime lead. The Cardinals were halfway to one of the biggest wins in franchise history. I could sense the excitement of the season ticket holders who surrounded me. Their team, long known as one of the lousiest franchises in professional sports, was introducing its beautiful new stadium to a national television audience, and to top it off, they were pummeling the Bears, one of the best teams in the league!
During the halftime show, I struck up a conversation with the guy sitting to my left, who was a Cardinals season ticket holder.
"Heck of a game so far, huh?"
"They'll find a way to lose it," was his pessimistic reply. "They always do."
I have heard that phrase uttered many times, but usually it is meant as a joke, a way to poke fun at an underachieving team. No one in their right mind would think his team could blow a 20-0 lead, especially when the Bears' quarterback seemed unable to distinguish between his receivers' white jerseys and the scarlet shirts of the home team's defensive backs. Yet something about the tone of my seat neighbor's voice told me he was dead serious.
The Cardinals and Bears fought to a stalemate for most of the third quarter, with each offense managing only a single field goal. The score was 23-3 in the Cardinals' favor, and they held the ball as the end of the quarter neared. Surely the Cardinals fans could begin to rest easier now. But the worrywart to my left was resisting the temptation to get comfortable, maintaining his insistence that the Cardinals would find a way to snatch defeat from the jaws of certain victory.
On what was likely to be the last play of the third quarter, Cardinals quarterback Matt Leinart, who had played a great game to that point, dropped back to pass. A Bears defender blitzed. Leinart never saw him coming. The defender hit him squarely in the back and the ball popped out of his grasp, bouncing to the turf. Another Bears defender scooped it up and returned it for a touchdown. Instead of holding a 23-3 lead, the Cardinals were now up 23-10 at the end of the third.
The natives were getting restless. My pessimistic neighbor just shot me a look that said, "see what I mean?" He didn't have to say anything. I knew exactly what he meant. Meanwhile, the man to his left, who had brought his young son to the game, seemed to be contemplating whether to stay for the fourth quarter, at the risk of warping his child for life if, indeed, the Cardinals found a way to blow this game.
The teams traded punts and interceptions through most of the fourth quarter. The Cardinals still held a 23-10 lead when they intercepted a pass with just 5:40 left in the game. With the game all but iced for the Cardinals, I turned to my neighbor. "It's not over yet," he pointed out. "They will find a way to lose."
I was beginning to think this guy was clinically depressed, or that his pessimism was bordering on neurosis. However, before I knew it, Cardinals running back Edgerrin James took a handoff and was hit hard by a Bears defender. Again, the ball bounced to the turf. Again, a member of the Bears defense scooped up the loose ball and scampered to the endzone. Now it was a six point game, and the Cardinals' fans were preparing to watch the remainder of the game with their hands over their eyes, peering between their fingers, as though they were watching a horror movie.
Unfortunately, this horror was all too real. The Cardinals got the ball back but couldn't maintain a drive on offense, forcing them to punt the ball back to the Bears with about three minutes left in the game. The Bears' punt returner caught the kick and returned it for yet another Bears touchdown. The extra point gave the Bears a one point lead. The Cardinals collapse was all but complete.
I looked behind me and noticed that a boy of about 7 years old was in tears. The guy to my left was just staring blankly at the field. Even though he had predicted the Cardinals' demise, it seemed he still couldn't believe it had actually happened.
But just when it seemed like all hope was lost, the Cardinals made one last ditch effort to save the night. They mounted a successful drive, and as the clock neared 0:00, they lined up for what would be a game winning field goal. The kick had the distance and it seemed to be flying directly toward my seat. Unfortunately, my seat was well to the left of the goal post. The kick was no good, and the Bears' win was official.
I am a fan of the Minnesota Vikings and the University of Minnesota football team, which means I have suffered through many a crushing defeat. The Vikings' collapse in the 1998 NFC Championship game. The time the Gophers blew a 21 point lead in the fourth quarter against Michigan. My football teams specialize in discovering new and impossible ways to blow certain victories. But I truly don't believe I have ever seen a fan base as defeated and deflated as the Cardinals' fans were when that kick sailed wide.
Most everyone filtered quickly and silently out of the stadium, except for the celebratory Bears fans, who had made the trip down from Chicago for the game, and the poor guy to my left, who continued to sit staring at the field for several minutes.
Finally he looked up and me, shook his head sadly and said, "and I'll buy my *#$!@ season tickets again next year."
Then he stood up from his seat, took one last look at the field, and walked slowly toward the exit.
To be continued...
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Miss Hetty's Mailbox:
Dear Miss Hetty,
Hello from Ken and Ruth Kitto, writing from an almost frozen Arizona.
We had a very nice, huge, Thanksgiving Dinner on Thanksgiving Day with Ken's son Bill and family, in Seattle, Washington. It was my first time in Washington. Our dinner was at the home of Ken's granddaughter, Kori Valentine, with several areas of USA represented. We could see Mount Rainier from their kitchen window. Even though the top was in clouds, it was still beautiful.
It was cloudy, rainy and chilly, so our sightseeing amounted to being at the foot of the Space Needle. No one was allowed to the top, due to the weather. Of course we went shopping on Black Friday, but it was mostly dodging the crowd.
Now we are back home in Apache Junction, Arizona. Here, we can almost forget that it's winter in the mountains and northern areas, with temperatures in the teens. We are eating grapefruit and oranges, and soon lemons, from our trees.
We dug out our sweaters as it's cold here at the moment. We are not used to this.
Ken and Ruth Weiland Kitto
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?
+ LETTERS TO THE EDITORS?
I'm so happy for Becky, Caity and Jayce ... a new home ... a beautiful location ... close to Grandpa and Grandma ... and just in time for Thanksgiving!
Now that Jayce ... he really knows how to eat pancakes! It isn't a pancake without PEANUT BUTTER! Ernie, Larry and I were raised on pancakes and peanut butter and we have run into more people who think that is very odd. They just don't know what they are missing, do they, Jayce!
Thanks to Dad (LeRoy) and Dorothy for giving us a little insight into our older relatives. The pictures of Aunt Jane and Uncle John have been familiar to me ... but I guess I never knew who they were. I appreciate tidbits from our family history. I have a hard time digesting lots of family tree information, but tidbits that have a picture to go with them I can manage! I was glad Gert supplied some details to go with the November 11th snowstorm photo.
How funny! I laughed out loud several times this week ... the frog and the ewe were sooo timely! I never know where my photo illustrations will land. This one found the perfect spot! Sorry, LTD ... I'm with the editors on this one! hahah! (He was telling me that the editors of The Bulletin rejected his story for this week!) :} I think you better add your wife to the list of things to be VERY THANKFUL for!
I have been enjoying Weston's writing ... I think it is pretty incredible how many great writers we have contributing to The Bulletin! Angela ... you have been holding out on us! I loved your Tractor Truth ... I fully anticipate that you have more up your sleeve that you will share with us someday ... someday soon?
Every Bulletin contains so much ... so many interesting things come in ... thanks to all who help make it happen.
Variety is the spice of life ... and it makes for a great Bulletin, too!
Ginny Dake McCorkell
What team work!
The artwork "Oh Pleeeze... Give me a break!" was perfect -- juxtapositioned with my "censored" story.
Amy fed the sheep. Suzanne took its picture. Michael caught the frog. Sarah photographed it. Ginny did the artwork. Dorothy published The Bulletin, and Jerrianne edited it. Go team!
Larry "LTD" Dake
Photo Editor's Note: And NONE of us eight collaborators had a clue about what was going to come of our efforts until all the pieces fell into place and it crystallized right there on the page! Take a bow, team!
What a touching Bulletin! Thank you. I laughed out loud at Ginny's recipe. How many people would have thought to take a picture of that lovely dish? Angela needs to send in some more poems, I think! Steve's letter nearly made me cry ... it was so sweet.
It's so fun to read Weston's writing, since we've recently driven the same roads that he was on. Sedona is beautiful!
Can't wait until next week to see what everybody sends in. The Bulletin makes Saturdays extra special.
Marlene Anderson Johnson
You and your staff have really done it again! I think this one is perhaps the best I have seen! But then again, it had a most wonderful message of all "we" are thankful for.
I forgot to ask -- who did the ham this year? I am having a sandwich made out of the leftover ham from our latest get-together and I must say that it is the best ham I have ever tasted in my life. The person who is responsible should come forward and be recognized!
We continue to enjoy keeping up with family and friends through The Bulletin and appreciate the effort everyone puts into it.
Carol Dake Printz
Last Week's Bulletin Review JKL
Oh, to finally get time to sit down with a copy of Bulletin #232 before me with the intention of writing you so you know how very much it was appreciated again. To think of all the work of gathering in each article, editing it, assembling the photos where they belong, as well as enhancing them if necessary, and then you wait with anticipation for the comments that will drift in from the different corners of The Bulletin world. I don't want to disappoint you.
Front and center -- guess who? Levi, with the most ardent look in his eye and the most loving hug for his Prrrecious Kitty! That one really touched the heart. "Sweet Innocence" is another caption that came to mind. Can anything top the sweet innocence of a child?
I can see that getting "home" to that beautiful big home and back yard was worth all the miserable miles getting there for the Aydelotte family. We hope all goes well now as you settle in again to California.
The new neighbors of Beaver and Donna Mae look very happy and comfortable in their country home at the end of the path that leads from door to door. What a sweet thank you letter! Bitzi, another original illustration with the vivid yellow "Thank You!"
I for one am very anxious and thrilled that Sully will be having a little brother. Surely there will be only one with Blue Eyes like Sully, though. We'll see.
So many special messages from the heart in response to the request for "what we are thankful for." Hard to condense one's list on that one. Thank you for thinking of that, dear Editors. If nothing else, we were made to stop and think just what our values are. Very fitting to have the Quotation for the Day being: Nothing purchased can come close to the renewed sense of gratitude for having family and friends.
It was so touching to read Jim's heartfelt comment on his Blanche of 56 years. The deep and warm love was so evident as we spent a lot of time in their home, and one can hardly enter into the emptiness of a heart that has been left alone, unless you've been in that place. I know Roy and Edith were just that close -- she died on their 50th anniversary.
I was so glad we had another episode from LTD Storybrooke, but even more glad that it was in a link. We city slickers find it hard to follow the story when it gets that detailed. We can thank our Editor and Photo Editor for making decisions which have kept The Bulletin appropriate for the youngest to the oldest subscriber, rich or poor, city or country, proper or casual. It is still "safe," even after 232 editions. Thank you.
Yes, I noticed the frog...
It was quite interesting to hear from The Netherlands regarding Thanksgiving, when they don't observe it as we do, regarding the Pilgrims landing in America. It truly is a beautiful word. We don't use "Thanks" enough -- and thank you, Ary, for your Greetings.
I remember seeing those rocks in Sedona, Arizona. Who could forget, once you saw them? Was glad Weston still took time to detail so clearly all that had taken place on his trip, and his arrival out of the mountains into suburban Phoenix. Temperature in the 80's! We are glad it's still to be continued, Weston, and hope your trip feels successful.
I almost laughed out loud at this gorgeous cat, Dante, having an admiration for Miss Kitty being able to write like she does. It is quite an accomplishment, really, that Miss Kitty can tell stories even better than Miss Jerrianne, plus such perfect typing and spelling.
In reading the comment by Melanie Lehtola, she mentioned Brian's tour of duty was done and he made it home safely. I, for one, would be glad to see a story of Brian's return home. We had followed his leaving, and read a few stories he sent in, but had heard nothing lately. Now I see he did return home safely. That is such a relief.
Sorry, Don, I know you are a tractor man, but you lost me with all the dates and prices. I'm sure Roy read it with great interest, though. My uncle, Bertram Bartlett, used to let me drive his tractor back in the '40s. I had a hard time keeping it from driving over the rows instead of between them. That was at Eagle Bend, Minnesota.
Well, Miss Kitty, is that really YOU? You look pretty proud of the fact that you must have a secret admirer. What a nice picture of your unusual coloring and big eyes.
My printer printed 40 pages this time. That is the largest Bulletin I have had, but it still didn't seem long enough. How is it we get to the last page so quickly? Each one is so different, with all the various stories and pictures. Truly a work of expertise.
Last, but not least, the CHUCKLES. Skinny Desserts. What a clever, humorous, plateful. Complete with the recipe. Rich (Weiland) asked if we saw the pits under the stems, but we hadn't. That was really so funny. I'm not so sure I'll be dropping by this week, Bitzi!
You haven't allotted me only so many words, but if you did I am way over! Sorry, I just get so carried away.
Photo illustration © Douglas Anderson; photo of Ethan by Jennie Dake Horne
Ethan Horne meets an astronaut at the space museum...
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