Sunday, September 13, 2009
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UPDATE -- moving into a dream house in Moorhead
I've been TERRIBLY neglecting my subscription lately, and for that, I apologize! We've been in the new house for over two weeks now, and I still haven't written about moving or living in the new house. The truth is, every evening lately seems consumed by unpacking boxes, tidying the garage, planting things, mowing lawn at the old house, and now -- toting the kids back around to school stuff. Unfortunately, we still haven't been able to sell the old house, so we continue to do little things here and there to make it more presentable to buyers, too.
Moving day, August 22nd, was a blast! We had moved a lot of boxes and smaller stuff the week before moving day. Since that day was also Camryn's birthday, we wanted to make sure we had the moving duties done so we could celebrate our baby's second birthday.
My step-dad, John, brought up his flatbed trailer with sideboards, and we used that and a snowmobile trailer with sideboards to haul the furniture, etc. We got most of the stuff in one trip; we just had to come back for the kids' play set. While most of the guys hoisted heavy stuff into the trailers, many of the women cleaned up behind us. It was a pretty efficient system, and we were completely done and unloaded within a few hours.
We now live in our dream house, but have a few things left to work on. We don't have a lawn yet, but now have a sprinkler system that was just completed today. The next step is to get some grass planted, which I hope to do in the next week. We have a couple big trees already, but probably won't plant any more until next year. So next summer will be a landscaping summer, with lots of planting, hopefully including a garden.
We will also eventually finish the basement. There will be one more bedroom, and a large family room down there. I plan to do that work on my own, in my spare time, which I hope to find by bending the space/time continuum.
It really feels like home already. I've attached a couple of pictures, one of our kitchen with our table and other stuff in it, the other of the birthday girl, Camryn!
UPDATE -- Alyssa and Angel visit grandparents' farm
Angel and Alyssa Freesemann recently spent a week with their grandparents, Tom and Mavis Morgan, who live at Hope, North Dakota. Besides helping with a garage sale, they had time to play and do some work on the farm.
The girls enjoyed seeing how ice cream was made by adding the extra salt and ice as it kept churning.
Nice to get the rain last night and settle some of our dust.
UPDATE -- waiting for Grady
First of all, we would extend our condolences to you on the loss of your brother LeRoy. We will keep you in our thoughts and prayers.
Second, we thought that it was finally about time for us to give a update on what has been going on in our lives. Lately, for us, it has just been a waiting game. We are waiting to meet our beautiful baby boy, hopefully in late October.
In one way, it seems like it is taking forever for Grady to come, but in another way it seems as though time is flying by rather quickly. We think that we are about as prepared as we can be, but I'm sure when he arrives, we will feel quite overwhelmed. Even though it may be overwhelming at first, it is a great challenge that we look forward to taking on in life.
We've included a few photos of Grady's room that you can include in a Bulletin article with this little write up, if you would like.
In Alaska, summer's pretty much done when they weigh the big Matanuska Valley cabbages at the State Fair. This was a GREAT summer for growing cabbages and the World Record was broken twice in two days -- so on Saturday I went to the fair in Palmer and took pictures.
On Sunday afternoon, I went to Arctic Valley with a friend to see the fall color and it was just fabulous up there. Higher on the mountainsides, blueberry pickers were bending over their buckets in radiant sunshine. It doesn't look like I'm going to make it to the blueberry patches this year, but I have my eye on lots of ripe chokecherries in my neighbor's yard. His yard has already given me a delicious meal of Shaggy Mane mushrooms and I'm on the lookout for more.
Yard work and gardening and weedwhacking along my street and in Chugach Foothills Park are using up my daylight hours and there is plenty of computer work to do during the dark hours. It has been a hectic summer, but a good one in every way, and I can't complain. I've enjoyed it immensely and will be sorry to see it come to a close. Happy Grandparents Day to all of you who have grandkids -- from Miss Kitty and Mai Tai and the Grandkitties and me!
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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? What's going on?
Editors' Note: Correct guesses appear in bold face type and incorrect guesses in normal type ... generally in the order we receive them, so the first guess received is on top.
The only one I know on the guess pictures is LeRoy Dake, who is on the far right on the first picture shown. Could it be some of the Miller boys on the photo, too?
Editor's comment: Yes, there are surely a couple Millers and a former Miller in the two pictures.
Thanks for the latest "guess" pictures. I recognize "the boys"! Tom Miller, Dick Miller and Le Roy Dake. I think the other fellow may be Gene McKinzie? Not sure, but the face is familiar and I'm embarrassed not to be sure.
Editor's comment: No need to suffer any embarrassment ... after a half century, or so, I'd say that is great memory. You correctly identified every one of you handsome fellows!
The other picture is my sister Lenore with her husband Henry and their little Anita!
Concerning the pictures this week, the one is my precious parents, Henry and Lenore Pfingsten, and me, Anita Pfingsten Weiland, at about 20 months (as it was just before Arlin was born). The other picture is Leroy Dake and Dick Miller but I don't know the other two; I will have to look closer and think!
Anita Pfingsten Weiland
I found myself groping for a good guess on the GUESS pictures. I do know that is Henry and Lenore Pfingsten with, is it Anita (my sister-in-law)? The other picture is LeRoy Dake and Dick Miller; the other two fellows, I haven't a clue.
Betty Weiland Droel
A series of recollections, of the five years when Bill and Lois Dake and their family lived in Minnesota, began with the episode in Bulletin 343. It's too soon to tell just how many parts there will be in this series, just after World War II. In Bulletin 349, I told more about polio (once called Infantile Paralysis) via two links, Polio and Sister Kenny, to minimize disruption of the narrative flow. Both documents are posted as a series of scanned images. We can't edit them or correct typos and they will not respond to font changes or printer settings as regular Bulletin pages do.
Off To The Races -- By Greyhound
con·ster·na·tion [kon-ster-ney-shuhn] noun
It is surprising how one can learn new things in the oddest ways. I am here, waiting for the rest of the bus passengers to arrive and head out towards Minneapolis. I am just going to have tell you how much I have learned in just one hour's time. I want to say I do think travel by Greyhound can be educational (and entertaining!). But first--
This day started out very well indeed. At the last moment before I went to bed last night, I decided I was going to take my boots. (Remember now, when I say "my boots" I am referring to the ones Mrs. Foley has given me to use for the winter -- not to keep!) Anyway, last night after I was all packed, I took out half the contents of my suitcase and then took some tissue paper and wrapped my boots and laid them between two layers of clothes. Then I took the removed clothes and put them in the garment bag with my suit and my good dress. My mom keeps asking questions about the boots so I decided to take them for her to see. (Well, all the ladies of our family will want to see them, too!) Then, for a few hours of sleep ... and for a good start.
There is really no use repeating a description of the morning, as it went exactly as planned. So if you want to review, just re-read the last episode of my journal.
Mr. Foley saw me off just a few minutes later than the 10 a.m. they advertised. The ride was smooth. Lots of people got on or off at lots of little towns that we went through on our way toward Brainerd, which was our rest place for the trip.
I will now try to explain to you how I worked on my education. It all happened at the Brainerd stop. First we pulled into a garage attached to a nice, modern looking bus stop ... which shows you in a hurry that this is more than an ordinary town. It is a tourist haven and even has a "talking" Paul Bunyan. (No, we weren't close enough to check that out, but probably some day I will!) The driver told us that we would be here for 45 minutes, which should give us a chance to have a meal if we wanted one. Then we all stampeded for the open inner door to the waiting room. I looked for the LADIES sign and headed for a rather nice door that it was sitting above. Then my education started.
Inside that door was a second waiting room, smaller than the one I had left. It had a lady attendant near the door ... artificial flowers and a little flat basket were placed on a small table near the stool she was sitting on. Several large easy chairs, a dressing table with a mirror behind it, and a divan with a tea table in front of it ... wow! They take their "rest rooms" seriously...
But that really wasn't what I was looking for ... so I went through the door where an arrow pointed ... and there I saw something new. There were little locks on the handles of the stalls provided for our "comfort" ... you had to put in a dime to use them. Hence it would be a trip back to the "hostess-attendant-lady," or whatever that august person was called. I was about to make the trip, as I had no change at all yet ... but out of one of the doors popped a well dressed, silver haired lady with a grin on her face. She held the door open for me as she said, "There is more than one way to beat the high cost of living!"
Have I been taught to be a criminal? Do I need to go back and take care of what I owe? Or do I consider that the charge was un-American? I decided my thanks to my benefactor was pay enough!
Next I decided I had best check out my stocking seams, so I went in to look for a long mirror. I was really quite sure there would be one somewhere in our ladies' rest room. I stepped through the door and noticed the entry door swing open with great abandon. In marched a middle-aged man -- quite purposeful, with his briefcase swinging, and then he saw where he was. The look on his face, as it turned bright red and his eyes beheld all of the ladies busy with lady things, taught me the meaning of a word I have often wondered about!
Do you know what? Now I know just what is meant when someone speaks of consternation! Poor man, I think he must have hidden behind a post, as I did not see him once during our stay in the waiting room.
May I read signs extremely carefully so I can avoid suffering that malady!
I decided to just have a "cuppa" and a piece of pie and hurry back out here to my front seat location. I'll put off eating a meal until I can get a "home cooked" meal -- made by my mom! I wonder if Aunty will be there when I get to Minneapolis ... I bet she will be hungry, too!
Photo © Frans de Been
"Red Hair Day" in Breda, the Netherlands.
Greetings from the Netherlands
Hallo, people in the USA and the rest of the globe.
So we have had a "RED" day ... Uhhh???? Yes, in the next town near Oosterhout there is a much bigger city named BREDA.
That town had a RED HAIR DAY. In the center of this city they had for the 6th year a day for people who have RED hair.
I went together with my daughter Marloes who likes, the same as myself, the hobby of photography. As we arrived at the center of Breda, there were around 600 RED hair people. I made some pictures that I would like to show you.
This event has people from all over Europe, also a camera team from UK and Italians were present to make some shots. I was also hearing that some woman came from the U.S. for some women's magazine. I put a link by this letter so you can see (if you like) www.roodharigen.nl/ in English, what and how about RED Head people.
The was also the yearly Flower exhibition at Zundert but this is something completely different and about my area. [To view this page in English, look for four tiny round flag icons on the left side of the page and click the bottom one, which is the UK "Union Jack" icon, for English.]
Hiking The Annapurna Circuit
Because we have saved three days from the recommended itinerary, we have time for another day hike. We are at Larjung, on the northwest part of the circuit, having started on the southeast. Mount Dhaulagiri is directly to the west of us and not far away. There is a huge glacier that drops down between Dhaulagiri and an adjacent peak. We consider a long day hike with a 4,200 foot climb up to a ridge just below the icefall, which will give great views of Dhaulagari, the icefall and also of the mountains to the east of us, including Annapurna itself, which we have yet to see after nine days of hiking.
I realize I may never be here again and don't even bother to protest. Actually I am excited to do this, remembering the wonderful views of our past day hike a few days ago. The guidebook says six hours up and four hours down and that is about how long we hiked.
The trail was good initially but soon deteriorated, as most trekkers elect not to do this one. We hiked past a couple of local yak herders with a tent shelter and a large herd of yaks in a small clearing. The trail here turned into nothing. They pointed us in the right direction, where we eventually found a trail up through the forest.
The climb is very steep, the trail is narrow and rugged at times, but the views of Nilgiri (7061 meters) and Annapurna (8091 meters) to the east keep getting better and better. Eventually, we reach the high ridge at about 16,500 feet and enjoy the outstanding views of the huge Dhaulagiri icefall (glacier), mountain and adjacent ridgelines, as well.
This area was explored by Maurice Herzog and his party in 1953 but they could not see a safe way up the glacier. They tried to get around to the back side but were unable to get over the high ridge to the north. They eventually had to abandon their hope of climbing Dhaulagiri and instead turned their attention to Annapurna. In 1969, an avalanche in this icefall killed seven members of a U.S. climbing expedition.
After a quick lunch and a bunch of photos, we see a few clouds starting to move in across the valley (below us) and reluctantly start back down. I am thinking this would be a great place for a summer cabin but Mitzi sees a few issues (like walking several days to get there), so I will have to abandon that idea for now.
To be continued...
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Miss Hetty's Mailbox:
Dear Miss Hetty,
Thank you so much for the lovely e-card on my birthday last week! I loved the violin and orchestra music -- how perfect!
I think I'm in trouble, Miss Hetty! Tabasco was very happy to see all the cat news in last week's Bulletin -- until she noticed that some of it was gossip about her! She was pretty annoyed to read that someone blamed her mishap on her wide shoulders ... and then she caught Oreo and Cheerio making catty comments about her hips, which they said were even wider than her shoulders ... and boy, did she ever resent that!
Now she's looking for the culprit, trying to figure out who let the cat out of the bag, you might say. I hear she's been prowling and growling and threatening her brothers with bodily harm ... all because I whispered her little secret in your ear and it got printed in The Bulletin. Oh, boy! You think we could blame it on Mai Tai?
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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Hi, Grandma A,
I recently heard the news of your brother's passing. I just wanted you to know that you and your family are in our thoughts and prayers. We're so fortunate to have you as part of our family, and we still always anxiously await family updates in The Bulletin every Saturday morning!
You have brought back many memories this past week and I only wished I could have been there with you. The Dake and Miller families go a long way back and my mind has been reviewing those wonderful times again. You would remember LeRoy and I roomed together at one time in Cokato -- I was working at the Railroad and I think he was working for the Chevy garage.
Editor's comment: How very interesting! I do wonder when that was. I do not remember. Thanks for sharing!
Of course, there was lots of time spent at the Dake farm with my second "mom" and family. I could go on, but best let this be. Just to say my thoughts have been with you and the other family members today -- glad for the little visit we had earlier this week. I'm not much on the typewriter so it takes me a little while to get it done. Thanks for your patience.
I was about to send this when I remembered the two pictures of you with Lavina and Louella! There are some more wonderful memories! Thanks,
How interesting to learn that Rachel is engaged to Damon Olson! We have known his parents, Dave and Lenore, for years. Dave is a first cousin of my sister-in-law "the other Carol" Lerwick Printz. So it is a pleasure to think that we'll soon be connected another way! Congratulations!
Carol Dake Printz
We thought of you much over the weekend and really wish we could have been there for you. The memorial for LeRoy in The Bulletin was lovely. He is finally home!
I don't know if we let you know often enough but thank you SOooo much for the constant effort you put into The Bulletin! We especially realize how valuable it is with our family so geographically spread out. The Bulletin brings us together and lets us see and feel part of the daily lives of family we may otherwise lose track of in these busy times.
I just wanted to send a quick note to extend my condolences on the loss of your brother. Sorry this is so late -- I haven't been on the computer over the past few days, but you've been in my thoughts. Hope to see you and Grandpa soon!
We want to send a line and mention how we look forward to
The Bulletin every Saturday morning. We know that a lot of care and thought go into every issue in the editing part of it.
We really appreciate all the "family" who send in accounts of their exciting, interesting, and plain news with photos to explain the situation! We also find the "review" part of it very interesting. Thank you, Betty.
We know that since The Bulletin started we are not as far a "distance" from the relatives and friends. This summer, when we saw the different ones at The Bulletin Reunion, it was not hard to recall who they were and where they belonged because of seeing their pictures often in The Bulletin.
Keep up the good work, Staff, and the rest of us will try to pay our dues by contributing from what is going on in our lives.
Mavis Anderson Morgan
Sympathies to you, Dorothy, and your family, in the loss of your brother. Scary the changes in life. Time goes too quickly.
Thank you for all your work in The Bulletin, sharing the stories of your family and keeping everyone together and in touch.
I just noticed the picture of you and Lavina Swenson ... she is in our area right now! I'll have to mention it to her!
Adriana Stahlecker Brown
Dear Cousin Dorothy,
Rosemary and I do still plan to meet you Sunday. My sister Shari has also asked to go with us.
We do have a GPS, so should have no trouble getting there. We can target to get there about 1 p.m.
Lunch out should be good. Looking forward to our visit.
Editor's comment: Don (A) has his camera all charged up and I will have the coffee pot on to keep our voices awake for a good long visit. Here is how we are related: Don McKenzie's dad (Don) was the son of my Grandpa Mellon's sister. Now you tell me what kind of a cousin that makes the two of us. I dare you! I do believe it is time to start publishing some of the family information that concerns the two of us.
Last Week's Bulletin Review JKL
Seeing the excellent picture of our old friend LeRoy gave us a feeling of reverent respect as he has been a pillar to all who knew him. Now his "journey" is over, and we cannot grieve when he was so alone and not at all well to enjoy any kind of quality of life. Our deep, heartfelt thoughts go to the family.
It was a shock and surprise to see the Loren Sigman Family Update come up next. Mainly, because this is how I remember him and now he has children older than he was on here. I was glad to see his family, and wish him well.
Oh my -- Rachel Henderson has lifelong plans before her, and she sounds like she is the happiest girl in the world. Her friend looks like a very happy person, too, and what a great couple they will make, plus a very stable home. We get in on a lot in the pages of The Bulletin, and we hope that wedding will be in a future issue.
Lori, it is your birthday today, I see by The Bulletin. I know it will be well remembered, knowing your family, and a birthday is always fun with little folks to share it. Your lake home is a lot of work, but I already know the special times waiting for your family and friends when it's finished.
Jazmine starting first grade. A milestone in her life. She looks like she is a very sharp girl, and her brothers are coming along right behind her. I don't know where the summer has gone to, do you? Now, school starting proves it is formally over, and another phase of life is before us.
I thought that was very artistic and meaningful to have the three pictures of Rylie Johnson side by side like that ... walking right out of summer into the school season.
Jayce is still boy enough to hold and enjoy his kittens, and yet he is man enough to handle that helmet and uniform identifying him with the Ashby football team. It is such a rugged sport.
Dorothy really has a gift for telling an interesting story. I felt just like it was happening at the present time. The conversation with Ken about the travel plans was so kind of him. I feel they appreciated Dorothy very much. Oh, how I remember those crooked seams! I was thrilled to hear Louella's visitor was Lavina, and what a sweet picture of her. The long anticipated event was getting closer and closer. Can you imagine the feelings getting on the bus and heading HOME to an open house with family and friends?
Actually, the view on the picture of Mitzi and Kjirsten sipping tea looks just like a mural, not a real view of those mountains. No, Mitzi, I can't think of an appropriate word either to describe them. That narrow trail did not look inviting to me, but it sounds like it was exciting to the Swensons.
I see by the Celebrations and Observances that Lori is having a birthday today. Also, several other familiar names. Happy Anniversary, Colette.
Cinnamon and Cookie will be pretty lonesome cats when Shalana and Krista walk off and leave them as they start school again.
I was glad Miss Kitty finally took time to give us the scoop on the grandkitties, and to describe in such detail the dilemma Tabasco got herself into for having grown so much.
I loved reading a letter from Kathlyn, at long last. For sure, Twila Jo would not have any spare time, with six children to get ready for school. She would value the time her mom could come and help her out in their move.
We had Ethan Horne last week, and now we get to see how big Carrie has gotten. They are so photogenic that Bitzi can make any picture into a CHUCKLES easily.
The quotation for the day says it like it is. As long as we live, we have a contribution to make to the circle we are in.
Thanks, and hope all went smoothly for the funeral and travel and now to get back to routine. We got The Bulletin early, which was JUST FINE.
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