Sunday, April 8, 2007
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UPDATE -- Sully Brown gets a new brother: Everett Blake
Sully Brown (and his aunt Angie) are happy to announce the arrival of Everett Blake Brown! Everett was born at 10:33 p.m. on Wednesday, April 4. He weighs 10 pounds and 5.5 ounces, and he is 23 inches long. Everett is named after his great-grandfathers, William Everett Dake and Blake Brown, and after his daddy, Michael Blake Brown.
Mother Adriana Stahlecker Brown and new brother Everett are both doing very well. We'll have to wait a few more weeks to see if Everett has his brother's blue eyes, but he is so cute. He has the sweetest chubby cheeks and thighs. He actually weighs three pounds more than his cousin Trinidy did when she was born a few months ago. I have never held a newborn so big! I think he is adorable, but I might be a little prejudiced!
Granna Kathleen and Pepaw Earl are also very excited to have a new grandson.
UPDATE -- an Irish laddie, for sure!
Here is picture of Dylan Ronald Victor Buttimer in Cork, Ireland. He weighed in at 10 pounds and 3 ounces. Dylan's parents are Joyce and Karl Buttimer. Grandparents are Victor and Alma Bryan, also from Cork. Dylan is welcomed home by two sisters: Erika, 7, and Elana, 3 years old.
Victor is Tom Morgan's third cousin; Alma and Victor visited the Morgans in Florida over the past holiday season.
UPDATE -- having fun in California!
Here I am, writing to you from sunny California, I have been working at an Assisted Living facility in Yucaipa, California, for about one month. I came to take over for a manager that is leaving the company and moving back to Canada.
The town I work in currently is Yucaipa, in the Riverside area (or loosely defined as the east Los Angeles basin), about two hours from Junior and Doris -- all city freeway driving from them.
The job is going well; we will have the roof on by Friday, then a couple weeks of miscellaneous until we will go to Palmdale.
I am enjoying being back in California after 28 years in Minnesota. (Do I understand correctly that it is snowing there?) I joined my sister and family, Kathy and Dave Pfingsten and children from Medera, California, and my mother, Karen Johnson, from our home town, Camarillo, at the Point Mugu Naval Air Base for this year's "Air Show."
The sights were phenomenal! We saw the new F-22, on the tarmac and in the air, as well as the F-15 and the Stealth bomber. Very fun and interesting, but also too much SUN! Fried to a CRISP! Even the top of my head! Which I have never had to worry about before. Marlene has told me for, oh, maybe five years that I had something to worry about, but it never dawned on me that I would ever have to worry about THAT!
Day to Day R
Answers To Last Week's Quiz:
1. The one sport in which neither the spectators nor the participants know the score or the leader until the contest ends ... Boxing
2. North American landmark constantly moving backward ... Niagara Falls (The rim is worn down about two and a half feet each year because of the millions of gallons of water that rush over it every minute.)
3. Only two vegetables that can live to produce on their own for several growing seasons ... Asparagus and rhubarb.
4. The fruit with its seeds on the outside ... Strawberry.
5. How did the pear get inside the brandy bottle? It grew inside the bottle. (The bottles are placed over pear buds when they are small, and are wired in place on the tree. The bottle is left in place for the entire growing season. When the pears are ripe, they are snipped off at the stems.)
6. Three English words beginning with dw ... Dwarf, dwell and dwindle.
7. Fourteen punctuation marks in English grammar ... Period, comma, colon, semicolon, dash, hyphen, apostrophe, question mark, exclamation point, quotation marks, brackets, parenthesis, braces, and ellipses.
8. The only vegetable or fruit never sold frozen, canned, processed, cooked, or in any other form but fresh ... Lettuce.
9. Six or more things you can wear on your feet beginning with "s" ... Shoes, socks, sandals, sneakers, slippers, skis, skates, snowshoes, stockings, stilts.
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?
...all those youthful faces, certainly made me smile. And, seeing my husband [Beaver], when he was a baby ... what a cutie! Or, that is him, isn't it? He thinks the others are Richard and Mitzi, but is afraid to answer, as he's not sure. :-)
I still find it amazing, thinking back as a young child, seeing Beaver's mother with Grandma Cleo at Hunter convention. If someone would have told me I'd be married to her son someday I would have thought they were pulling a big joke. Small world, sometimes!
Donna Anderson Johnson
Photo Editor's Note: I was going through old pictures for my dad's book and thought you would enjoy seeing pictures of Richard with his "permanent teeth" (while they lasted), Beaver in his first pair of striped bib overalls and Mitzi after she knocked out her front tooth, just like Richard. I love the stories that go with these old "mystery" pictures and we might not hear about them otherwise.
The GUESS pictures will only be a guess, but I wonder if the first picture is Donald Johnson, and if the girl is Jerrianne? The little blond may be Donald, too.
That's a good picture of [my] teeth that bit the gate, Beaver, earning his nickname in his "busy as a beaver mode," and Mitzi after a visit from the tooth fairy.
Of course, that would be Richard, Yours Truly [Beaver], and Mitzi Johnson. Kind of odd to see Richard with teeth, and Mitzi without. Almost as odd, a picture of me, clean!
The mystery pictures are Richard, Beaver, and myself (Mitzi). I think Richard still had his teeth at that time, and wasn't Beaver a cute blond? I always wondered why he got the only blond, curly hair in the family, while we girls had straight brown hair.
Mom said something about Dad coming home and I climbed up on the ironing board to look out the window to watch for him. It tipped over and that was the end of my tooth.
Mitzi Johnson Swenson
Hi, I'll take a guess at the mystery pictures. They look like pictures that used to be over my Grandmother Twila's bed when she lived on the farm. (I was quite young then, but think I might remember.) My guess is Richard Johnson, Beaver Johnson, and Mitzi Johnson Swenson.
My son Todd was quite interested to hear the story about Richard's teeth. You see, about four years ago or so, Todd was riding bike on our steep concrete driveway and crashed. One of his front teeth broke in half diagonally. Of course it was almost 5 p.m. and we had recently moved and hadn't picked out a dentist in the area. I made a few phone calls, but no one wanted a new patient so close to 5 p.m.
I finally found a dentist willing to take a new patient. So I rushed Todd and half his tooth in milk to the dentist, but the break was too high on one side and exposed so much that the dentist couldn't put the half of tooth back on. I had to take Todd several times to the dental lab to have a mold made. Finally, we had a nice resin piece to take back to the dentist to be bonded onto the broken tooth.
Hannah also fell on that same driveway and broke both her front teeth and chipped the teeth on both sides. A year later, her dentist decided to cap them. Hannah has started to lose her baby teeth, so hopefully her permanent teeth will last much longer.
I'm wishing you a birthday cheer
Congratulations on both your birthday and the 250th edition of The Bulletin. This poem I wrote pretty much sums up what I think, although I wish I could be more poetic!
I'd like to send a very Happy Birthday wish to my mother, our Editor. I'd like to include a "rain check" for an evening out to celebrate, once I can be up and about more. Plus, having the snow gone and the temperatures a little warmer will help it be more enjoyable for all of us. May this coming year be full of good e-mail exchanges, lots of super chats, fun and challenging Scrabble games and many more terrific Bulletins!
Donna Anderson Johnson
Happy birthday to the Matriarch AND congratulations on 250 editions of The Bulletin. About a year ago I went back and read the first few humble editions of The Bulletin. Little did we know how it would transform into a paper that's read internationally! Thank you for the ideas and the effort you've put forth to keep it going. It's taken some nudging, pleading, but never any threats (yet) on your part to get the rest of us to cooperate. A hearty thank you to Jerrianne for her expertise and technical "know-how." Thank you to all of you who have shared your talents with all of us! Mom, I do know now where my siblings got their talent for putting together words that paint pictures ... and Dad has certainly painted some of his own pictures for us! Keep up the great work. I'm glad birthdays don't slow you down! With love and warm birthday wishes. Your "youngest" daughter,
Many Happy Birthday Wishes to Dorothy!
From Dwight and Janie Anderson
I am honored to be sending my birthday greetings along with the rest to our Editor, our Matriarch, and our Friend. She is one very special lady that is loved by all for her wise decisions and quick to nip a problem in the bud. I can't even remember back as far as to when I first knew Dorothy. About the time she had polio. Then until now, it has been pleasant memories that I value. Let's hope this next year will be a happy, healthy one for both Don and Dorothy, and that The Bulletin will continue to prosper.
Betty Weiland Droel
Happy Birthday to a wonderful Grandma who's always ready with a hug, smile and lots of love at each greeting. I appreciate all that Grandma has done for our family in keeping everyone in touch with The Bulletin -- that is not an easy feat! People's lives get busy and it's sometimes a struggle to stay in touch or get together ... even with the best of intentions. Grandma's dedication to keeping everyone connected has given our family an opportunity that not many families have. Thank you, Grandma, for being you -- the best Grandma ever! Happy birthday and congratulations on your Bulletin milestone! Love,
Lori Chap Ostendorf
Dorothy has always been a close friend and mentor to me, I have never had the opportunity to complain about MY mother-in-law. Thank you, Dorothy!
Dorothy, HAPPY 11TH ANNIVERSARY OF YOUR 70TH BIRTHDAY!!! I have been very blessed to be welcomed into your family as the "other" Donna. Have a wonderful day of celebration and know that I'm thinking of you, even if I'm not there to help you celebrate. Also, Congratulations on the 250th issue of The Bulletin. Did you think so many issues ago about what a wonderful and important correspondence it would become? All families should be so lucky to have such a marvelous a way to stay in touch! Here's to the next 250 editions.
Grandma, Congratulations on Bulletin #250! It's hard to believe it was almost three years ago that we were noting issue #100. That seemed like quite an accomplishment at the time, but it turns out you were just getting started! I'm looking forward to the next 250 issues and beyond. I haven't been finding much time to write lately, but I always make time to read every issue. They never disappoint! Congratulations on the milestone and have a great birthday! Love,
Happy Birthday, Dorothy! Hope you have a day and year full of blessings! Thanks for 250 editions of sharing your family and family news in such a fun way with everyone. I look forward to that Bulletin every week. Thank you for your work, time and efforts in that! Have a great day. Love,
Photo © Frans de Been
White tulips in Frans de Been's garden in Holland.
Greetings from the Netherlands
Yes, spring is here in Holland. I made some pictures (a few by a Magnolia tree and some tulip flowers) to see that it is serious here in Holland! Have fun!
Winter Vacation, Hawaiian Islands J
Fourth Stop: Oahu
Points of interest on the island were Diamond Head, Pearl Harbor and Nu'uanu Pali lookout. Our first stop was to go to Diamond Head. I didn't think my knee would hold up to a mile walk to the crater rim so we drove around the park and decided to continue driving up the south and eastern coast of the island.
Mokulua Islands can be seen in the background. We would walk over the black lava rock in the background to see what fish were caught in the ponds formed in the rock during low tide. We saw several yellow and black striped angel fish, as well as many smaller fish. There were also lots of crabs that would come out and sunbathe on the rocks. They were quick to hide if you came too close.
We drove around a third of the island and decided to take the Pai Highway back to the motel. The highway cuts across the middle of the island, eliminating driving back the way we came. We made an unplanned stop at a scenic overlook that was called Nu'uanu Pali lookout. You get a sweeping view of the windward side of the island. King Kamehameha and his warriors were said to have defeated O'ahu's armies by forcing them over the steep cliffs in 1795.
This is part of the view from Pai Lookout. The mountains are on both sides with the towns, water and islands spread out below. The wind comes off the ocean and is funneled thru the mountains on both sides and up the valley to the lookout. This was our only rainy day. By the time we got the roof up on the convertible, it had already stopped.
We also went on a whale-watching boat ride, which ended up being anti-climatic after seeing the whales on Maui. We did have a nice dinner cruise and saw whales but they were farther away and not as active.
All good things must come to an end. Our 17 days away was a truly great vacation. Would I do it again? In a heartbeat. Sure, I would change a few things, like adding in snorkeling off Molokini Crater, a boat ride to view the lava flow and maybe a little deep sea fishing. We had to leave something for next time!
As beautiful as the islands were, we didn't lose sight of how beautiful the rest of the states are. The lush valleys with the checkerboard plots, rivers and washouts are always intriging from the air. The mountain ranges on the west coast are awe inspiring. Flying over them, you view the magnitude of the range and the surrounding land. As you get closer to Colorado, the mountain peaks are covered in snow and the towns are spotted across the horizon. Then it's back to Minnesota. Very little snow when we got home, but home is always home, no matter how it looks.
... to be continued ... with a side trip or two on the way home.
Celebrations & Observances
This Week's Special Days
This Week's Birthdays
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April Special Days
Miss Hetty's Mailbox:
Dear Miss Hetty,
No celebration today. Maybe on the 85th. They did sing to me at our potluck after meeting yesterday and we had plenty of CAKES. But this was an ordinary day. After 83 years they get to be "old stuff." HA!
Our son Larry says their yard in Kansas City is full of blooms and Barbara's peach tree is a mass of pink blossoms! What are we doing here?
I think I might hide that last paragraph from the Editor or she may head back to Missouri, too, as we had snow again this week! --Miss Hetty
Shalana Weiland's 4th grade class at Lino Lakes Elementary school put on a concert titled "In This World Together." Music, the universal language. They sang and played instruments representing several different countries. Family and friends were invited to attend, and then a drink and cookies were served, with chat time for all.
Betty Weiland Droel
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 dialed Diana's number, expecting to put a message on the answering machine to let her know our thoughts are with her as she suffers this pain and misery of chemo effects, etc. She answered. She was telling that the chemo dries the skin, which then cracks and bleeds, hurting so badly that she can't even open a medicine bottle. She has discontinued chemo, so it is some improved, but is still so painful yet.
She had The Bulletin on her lap, and was reading it with interest. She was hoping the closing for her cabin will be this week, but there were several glitches yet. I was so glad to talk to her, and one very bright spot was that Marilee's 50th birthday is tomorrow (April 4th). Her son Jacob and his wife are on a cruise but sent Marilee 50 of the most beautiful white roses. She said the house just smelled so wonderful with all those lovely flowers. She is thinking of Dorothy turning 81.
I felt so much better after talking to Diana. She is such a patient, accepting person, and we continue to wish her well in her ups and downs. Hospice care will be arranged on Friday, so she looks forward to their help and kindness.
I just finished reading The Bulletin again... VERY interesting!
Betty mentioned a couple of my relatives... Yes, I know Pam. She's married to Mike Burchill, my first cousin once removed. (His dad, Laurence Burchill, was my cousin.) And I'm thinking that the other Burchill would be my Uncle Henry. He went to Brazil in the 1930s, but was in North Dakota before that. And Tom Morgan would likely be the present-day Tom Morgan's uncle.
Janie Burchill Anderson
The milk and cheese Chuckles is the best yet. Keep them coming.
Last Week's Bulletin Review JKL
I have The Bulletin in my hand, and I'm looking at that very creative reminder that we are now at the milestone-number 250. It is so true -- there have been 250 days made brighter by The Bulletin. I think of the little band of involved people: Editor and family subscribers for the first original Bulletins.
It started with a dream to keep the family together and informed of one another, and has ballooned and mushroomed to results beyond the faintest imagination of our Editor, Dorothy -- The Matriarch, and the hub of an adoring family. I am so glad to be included in the ever growing list of subscribers, as time passes on; soon we can look forward to the next milestone of The Bulletin turning 5 years old.
I can't tell you how disappointed I was to have lost the LTTE I had written while I was enthused and inspired on Saturday afternoon. Somehow, AOL froze, and instead of looking at the LTTE almost written, I was looking at the desktop. So now I hope to begin again, and hopefully not miss out on commenting on the events of yet another great "original" Bulletin.
First of all were the happy children with the new T-shirts from Puerto Rico, and the update busy, busy, busy Brenda took time to give us of their growing family.
And then, little Madilyn, who is growing all too fast. She was just a newborn, and here she is losing her little baby look already. I see Kurt's eyes, but she definitely is a combination of her proud mommy and daddy. To watch your own little one developing before your very eyes, (like the cooing and finding her mouth with her hands) would be so touching to new parents. Thanks for letting us follow along with her progress.
Every picture of Levi is so cute, and this "winter's last hurrah" photo was also a winner.
Glad to hear Tom and Mavis arrived home on schedule with no mishaps. They might get in a some cold days up there in North Dakota yet, but I can understand they would not want to have missed Dean Swenson's funeral. When he couldn't be active anymore there was not much left to enjoy, so we know it is best, but we will miss him. Could Tom and Mavis look any happier than on that picture? No place like "home."
I can't even begin to tell you how surprised and disappointed I was to have missed seeing Kathlyn when she was right here in the Twin Cities. She is one of the very special people in my life, but I understand she had commitments and a schedule to keep. I loved seeing the picture of her and Aunika. I know I don't have the claim on her that her family has, and I also know that I have not kept in touch like I should have.
I skipped right past the quiz. For some reason, they do not interest me. Maybe I am just not interested in that mind work that wards off Alzheimer's.
I just cringe when I think of Richard's story of losing his front teeth a second time. It was written just like it happened yesterday -- so we do have more Johnson story tellers we should be hearing from.
That photo illustration of Levi having heard what his little sister's name might be is one that could be sold for a calendar or whatever. That is so typical of how he would actually be feeling if he really was saying what the caption suggested. So many pictures could have been The Bulletin's first picture -- how could you ever decide?
How well I remember the wonderful days of being up in the northern part of Minnesota on the road Levi is running away to his grandma's house on. When I was up there, his grandma was just the age that he is right now. She was so cute. She looked like one of those big, life-size dolls, in her little frilly dresses.
We are glad to tag along on the travels in Hawaii, by description and by picture. We definitely will never make it there, so everything is of special interest. The lava rock fields are something we don't see in the travel literature. I am always glad to know there will be another chapter to a Travelogue, and now we can look forward to the island of O'ahu.
I am so naive. I can't decide if a tin fish is a real one or a tin one! [Except on April Fool's Day, Suzanne's "tin" fish would be called a bluefish -- and yes, they ate it! It's just possible, I suppose, that Bitzi made it look a little extra tinny and skinny for the illustration. --Ed]
Roy is not "into" whipped cream type things, so I will pass on the April Fool Dessert; however, it looks like something even I could make.
Can you imagine what a total shock I got -- to see the picture of my birthday cake and birthday flowers and birthday bows? Someone did a fantastic computer creation on that one. As I remember, I only had one bow on -- the big gold one that Krista put on me. I finally got over the shock and started to laugh. Bitzi, you did it again!
I hope Doug realized that Troll was in our yard rather than his, for a change.
I am trying to recognize just who the contortionist is on the nap picture.
I had such mixed feelings when I saw the CHUCKLES this week. I knew I had seen that lady before; she looked so familiar, but who was it? The man had me stumped, too. Then, the more I studied it, the more it looked like Karen Hedberg Johnson. But the white hair ... hmmm, when I saw her last she did not have white hair, but it was always so perfect, like on this picture, with not a hair out of place. That man ... hmmm, when I saw Rich last he was young and thin and ... but I have to believe the explanation that it is Rich and his mother, Karen. I'm not sure Karen was falling for Rich's salespitch on the cheesemaker, ha.
Once again, I turned over the final page of the printed Bulletin. This time it was #250. Every single Saturday morning when it arrives it holds the same anticipated excitement, which is quite a record for a family bulletin. So far I have never felt there was even one that was a ho hum kind. Thanks not only to the Editor, and the Photo Editor, but to all the subscribers who take time to contribute to its pages.
Our son sent an orchid, for our anniversary and birthday, about February 25th. It had lovely buds on it, which all opened up, full and beautiful. This is a month later. I decided to take a picture so you can see that it is almost exactly like it was when it was freshly delivered to our door. I thought that was so amazing that it hasn't wilted at all, but is rather even more colorful. Please note the handmade doily with the rose sitting on it. It is the one Bitzi made for us for our wedding. It is very precious to us, as that is not Bitzi's normal pastime.
Photo illustration © Virginia McCorkell & Douglas Anderson
Editor's Note: Anty thought she could bribe me with a piece of Grandma Dake's Depression Cake ... but I knew a camera when I saw it coming. Anty's only son, Gilbert McCalla, is in the background. We were good buddies and had lots of fun playing together as kids. He has been gone now for many years, as has Anty, too. But that little house in the background that may look shabby was my dear home. (I still remember the sun shining into the dining-living room.) It is not gone. It was moved to a nursery for the help and, after remodeling, has been in use ever since (as far as I know). --DMA
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