Sunday, January 17, 2010
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A Virus Fries The Editor's Computer...
Photo illustration © Virginia McCorkell
Yolk's on us -- a completely unrelated problem then toasted the Photo Editor's "vintage" laptop computer, scrambled a few files, really put us in a jam. The new computer can't run the program that edits The Bulletin files. We'll figure it out but we might be late for Saturday breakfast.
But then how can we send it out? The virus may or may not have eaten The Bulletin's mailing lists. (Scroll down to the Matriarch's column for more information.)
Updates -
Photo © Jerrianne Lowther
Anchorage ice sculpture takes shape with help of power tools.
UPDATE -- having an "ice" day, Alaska style
by Miss Kitty
Anchorage, AK
Boy, what a week! First a virus fries The Bulletin editor's computer. Miss Jerrianne thought her answer to that was pretty cool. She never guessed that while she was setting up her new computer her aging laptop would lose its cool -- literally. She thinks the internal fans got stressed out and quit running, and since it's a 2003 "vintage" model, there are no longer parts available from the manufacturer. She hadn't planned to switch The Bulletin to the new computer, which can't run the editing software ... which is also "vintage." She thought she'd take her time and learn the new program first. So much for plans...
Photo © Jerrianne Lowther
Icy dogs, hand chiseled to perfection, get checked by a critical eye.
In the meantime, she and her friend Barbara thought they would visit Town Square and watch the kids ice skating while ice sculptors put the finishing touches on their crystalline creations. A chill wind caused the visit to be short but she thought you might like to see some of what they found there.
Photo © Jerrianne Lowther
A soldier's memorial, sculpted with a chain saw; whale mural behind.
Photo © Jerrianne Lowther
Passers by pose for a picture with icy Alaska "outerwear."
Photo © Jerrianne Lowther
Kids play on the ice skating rink as art is created around them.
Photo © Donald W. Anderson
Jessy, Chris, Weston with Dorothy & great grandson Grady.
UPDATE -- a visit with Grady, his parents, his uncle
by Dorothy Dake Anderson
Alexandria, MN
We just returned from using another "meal" gift. We used to go this restaurant when it was "The Country Kitchen." It is now known as "The Tennessee Roadhouse." We went early to avoid the rowdy crowd -- not really -- the name doesn't change the people in this area! Great Eating! (I brought enough food in a " doggie box" to serve myself another meal tomorrow.
This was tacked onto a weekend of social time for the Andersons. Saturday afternoon I stayed home, with the windchill way below zero ... but we felt a nice a warmth with all the good company. Our newest great grandchild, Grady Chap, arrived to be introduced to us by his parents, Chris and Jessy. The three of them arrived at the same time as Grady's Uncle Weston that you all remember, I am sure.
They arrived bearing gifts: a pretty red Begonia from Weston and holiday goodies that Jessy had packed in a pretty container. We had a lovely time getting caught up with the adults and a lovely session of pictures with our little sweetheart, who is a sweet armful.
But, dear ones, that was not the end of our visits for the weekend. A friend of ours from town dropped in. And then on Saturday, McKenna Ostendorf dropped by with her daddy to bring us a lovely supper. (I have a feeling her mom made it -- and they couldn't stay, either.) McKenna is loving to do things for her great-grandparents. She seems to like to come see us, and the toys are always out for her use.
The welcome mat is out. We love visitors!
Photos © Chris & Jessy Chap
Grady with Great Grandpa Don, left; with Great Grandma Dorothy, right.
FAMILY UPDATE -- Harold and Carol Printz
by Carol Printz
Sidney, NE
Harold's mom is "going downhill" more quickly now and we've had things going on about her, so I haven't got to email responses, etc. so well lately. She is on Hospice care in the nursing home here; that will give her a little extra care now. She is 91 years old, so it's not unexpected that she would be declining. Several of family and friends from here and there are coming and going for possibly "last visits."
We are fine. Harold keeps busy with his job at the Co-op in Haxtun, Colorado. And I think I told you that I am not working as a teacher's aide at the school this year. However, I am on the aide substitute list, so have done a few days of that now and then.
It was surely nice to see Curt and Patty and Damon and Rachel at the open house in Fort Collins, Colorado. Patty and I had a chance for a brief, but good, "cousin visit." We would have enjoyed having them stop by here on their way back to Minnesota, but the timing just didn't work out for it this time.
We're having quite a bit of variety in our winter, so far. We've had several blizzards, but in between it has warmed up, even into the 50's, so the snow hasn't remained on the ground so long.
Hope things are going well there.
Eric & Leona Anderson
by Eric and Leona Anderson
Maple Grove, MN
It's hard to believe 2009 is already at an end. It was bound to happen, though, so we thought it was about time to sit down and write our annual Christmas letter. Here’s where I would usually say something like, "Boy, what a year!" or "I don't even know where to begin!" but this year was a little different. Oh sure, we had our fair share of ups and downs, but for the most part it was a wonderfully peaceful 12 months, and between you and me, that's not such a bad thing sometimes.
For Leona, much of the year has been about establishing and advancing her career as an English teacher. After successfully securing a position for the 2008-09 school year, she was unsure of where her path would take her, what with impending budget cuts and all, but in May she was offered a full time job for the following year! She’s still at Maple Grove Jr. High, but this year she's teaching mostly seventh graders, along with a class of ninth graders thrown in for good measure.
On top of that, she's also the school's PLC coordinator, which is a program for teacher collaboration, and a WEB coordinator, which stands for "Where Everybody Belongs." WEB is a program for seventh graders where ninth graders show them the ropes for the first few months of the new school year. To add to that even, in a couple of weeks she's going to start teaching an after-school course for kids who have failed a trimester of English and need to make up the credits. She's got an awfully full schedule, but she's been more than up to it so far, and she's really making a name for herself in the district.
Leona's been just as active in advancing her education and skill sets. Back in April, she went to a three-day seminar for the aforementioned WEB program, which allowed her to accept the coordinator position and gave her much insight into what it's like for incoming seventh-graders. It also got her a nice stay at Madden's, up on Gull Lake! Then, over her summer break, she took the last of her classes to get her Master's degree in English Education. She's on track to have quite the career!
Eric is still working at Free Spirit Publishing (FSP) in their accounting department, but at times this year he didn't know what part of the business he was working in. Back in July, FSP let their warehouse manager go, and for a few months after that Eric did split shifts, working mornings in the office and afternoons up in the warehouse. It was a great learning experience and really helped to establish his position as a valuable member of the team. He was also influential in creating two different processes that streamlined some rather tedious work. He's proud to say that for the first time in his working life he'll have held a full-time job for an entire calendar year! It's a great place to work and he hopes to stay for a while.
In his never-ending quest to lose weight and stay in shape, Eric continues to use the treadmill his folks so kindly gave us last year. That, along with work on the Bowflex and a daily Pilates routine, has helped him to get into what might be the best shape he's ever been in. On top of that, back in the spring he rediscovered bike-riding! For many years now, his old bike has been languishing in the rafters up at the cabin. Well after getting the "itch," he dragged it home, only to find that it needed some substantial work. With that out of the way, he spent much of the rest of the summer zooming all over Maple Grove and up into Elm Creek Park Reserve. I think this could be the start of a wonderful relationship!
We did have two relatively big additions to our family this year, and no, no babies yet, well unless you're one of those people that see their pets like children. Back in February, we brought another cat home to our little house that already has two other cats and a dog. Her name is Stella and she's grey on top with a white belly. She fits in pretty well, only getting into fights with the other cats once or twice a day. Her favorite activities are watching the birds from the treadmill and chasing her tail. The other addition was a new car for Leona! She got a 2009 Hyundai Santa Fe. It's a little black SUV, and she loves driving it! For both of us, it's our first ever new car, and it's been a blast!
Besides that, not a whole lot went on this year, and like I said, sometimes that's a good thing. Too much excitement will give you gray hairs before your time! Hope you all had a wonderful year and best wishes for 2010!
Sincerely,
Eric and Leona Anderson
The Matriarch Speaks W
by Dorothy (Dake) Anderson
Alexandria, MN
Update On Fried Computer
I am not sure just when this Virus hit, but sometime on Saturday, and after I had mailed out the 395th issue of The Bulletin a very intrusive message presented itself on my screen. It informed me that the 2010 program of virus control had discovered a virus in my program and could they demonstrate how well they could find and destroy it?
I just flipped them off -- that is what the delete button is for -- then came some smaller announcements of strange nature ... delete them, too. Then, back came 2010. After far too many repetitions of this goofy behavior, I decided to close down and let my computer clean itself. After all, that is what I have MacAfee for.
Well, that is the last I have seen of my own files and screen, because when I tried to start up, there was no connection for me to perform any action on. Not even the things that show there is life -- even when things aren't exactly correct. The working parts of my computer appear to have expired. IT IS FRIED! Oh, my!
One thing about it, there are still live files there. Or so I have been told by a good friend of mine, who has offered to pull them out and put them into the new computer I have ordered (that is, if the hard drive is not damaged). So, eventually, I should be back to sending out the copies. For now, I do hope you have all been reading and observing how to go to the archives and read the new paper each week. I am still connected to the staff ... as I have been kindly permitted the use of my hubby's computer.
One last thing ... Jerrianne and her very talented Kitties are at their post and working hard to keep our office open. My Juno program still stores my messages from you and Don has set up my own connection to my mail through a "guest" use of his computer. All that is really missing is my lists that tell me who to send the paper to. So I guess you are going to have to pick them up yourself ... and I hope you figure out how to do that. Our subscription list is just too big to send to individually.
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.
(Send us some to run; we will line them up in our staging area to take their turn. Kimberly Johnson and Donna Anderson Johnson supplied last week's mystery photos.
How many can you identify? What's going on?
Answers to last week's mystery pictures (click here to review them):
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.
On today's guess picture, I do not fear to attempt! The cute little baby girl is one of my distant relatives. The nice looking couple is a man and wife who recently attended Rachel and Damon's wedding on November 27th, 2009. Names are withheld for security reasons. When we give our all and best, that's all that is required.
Mavis Anderson Morgan
Hope, ND
Editor's comment: Mavis, you are like a good lawyer ... you can pretty well guess when they were taken and where and you think we will fall for that. I think if you asked Marlee about the couple you might get some names ... and maybe Patty H. might even help you with the baby. I think you are too anxious to be the first guesser to report in. :-) Thanks for the fun guess, though. --DMA
Don't know the little fellow, but those other two! Dr. Tom [Miller] and his lovely wife, Deb Miller. Looks like they may be on a cruise.
Tom Miller
Madera, CA
I know! I know! I know the answer to this mystery photo! It is Tom and Deb Miller, and they don't look one day older than when I last saw them 15 years ago! I know I am derelict in my duty of posting to The Bulletin, but please pass on a hearty "HELLO!" I may actually see them from time to time as Michael will begin to spend winters in Minneapolis!
Kellie J. Thayer
Republic, MO
I almost shrieked when I saw the guess pictures this time. There were my friends, Tom and Deb Miller. Dr. Tom and Dr. Deb, actually. I think there was an item in an old Bulletin about a time I was walking with "Tommy" to the school bus, and he fell and cut his knee quite badly on some jagged ice on the driveway. Well, that meant rushing him to the hospital, etc. Then, many, MANY years later, I ended up working for him, as Dr. Tom Miller, in his office for 13 years. So, you see why I was so happy to see that picture. I certainly don't have any idea what's going on, unless it was a celebration of some kind, seeing the tables and chairs in the back.
I have a far fetched guess on the cute little baby. Is that Ardis Sigman Quick?
Betty Droel
MoundsView, MN
The baby is Brienna Henderson and both photos were taken at Rachel and Damon Olson's wedding last November. --Ed.
Memory Lane
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.
Dorothy Dake, 20, hand tinted portrait, 1946.
Winter In Bemidji
by Dorothy Dake
Howard Lake, MN
The First Month of 1949
As to whether this year is going well for me, I do not want to label it yet (too early) but I surely do wonder. I hardly know just how to take it out. Reaching the last week of January has been puzzling. This is the month I fell and lost my key; it includes coming pretty near to a catastrophe with somebody else's property; it is also the month I had a precious gift stolen. Isn't that enough of a start towards a horrible beginning of what might develop into personal depression, or worse? And a year about to pitch me to the lions!
But don't moan too loud, because it is also the month I experienced several elating things career-wise, and is also the month of several events of family euphoria! So just how shall I judge all this -- and how shall I share it?
First, we might as well get all of the misfortune out of the way; then I will do the fun part in other episodes. How is that? Bear with all of the grief and then we will feast on the fun!
Bad Luck Comes in Threes
How to keep warm! It isn't quite enough that I should get so cold I had to be put to bed. Oh, no, the real "downer" is that I have heard through the grapevine that I am really not toughened up like I need to be to live up here. I feel comforted by Evelyn, She assured me that I did not ask to go to bed with hot water bottles; her mom chose to put me there when she saw how blue my feet, legs, and hands were. Evelyn mentioned to me that she thinks there may be something wrong with my circulation. She thinks I will have to be very careful not to get cold. Well, I am sure that is true -- BUT how can you keep warm without the proper clothing?
Rubber boots are not as warm as down-filled leather boots. And knit gloves do not hold a candle to leather, furred gloves either. But fate and common sense taught me not to expose another's belongings to the elements and today, with perhaps a tad of carelessness, I have demoted myself from the well dressed working girl look to the dowdy "old lady look" that I now sport.
You may not remember me telling you that my sisters and sisters-in-law had outfitted me with fur-trimmed leather gloves to match my boots. And now I have to admit to them that I have lost my lovely gloves. Well not quite lost them -- they have been stolen.
While I had my coffee at the Corner Drug, I placed my gloves and then my purse on the shelf under the counter. When I went to leave, I picked up my purse, paid the cashier for my breakfast and then walked out the door -- and immediately the cold reminded me I didn't have my gloves. I met some people coming out the door, so it kept me a minute. I went over to retrieve the gloves, as there was no one sitting where I had been. I reached under to pick them up. I found nothing at all, where they had been no more than five minutes before, and as I noticed my waitress coming from the back, I went over and asked her if she had found my gloves.
I thought her answer pretty abrupt -- "Why should I know anything about your gloves?" -- and when I looked at her she looked down. So I turned and went to the cashier. I wondered if they had been handed in by the group that just gone out the door. But that proved negative.
Now, what to do ... I decided I would just have to put my hands in my pockets and tonight I could get out the knit mittens that Grandma had given me. But it seems some people do care about someone else's problems. Her name tag told me her name was Molly and her place behind the cash register told me she was cashier (at least for today) and her next sentence told me she cared about me and my uncomfortably cold hands.
"You shouldn't go out in the cold without gloves. Come here, behind the register and look in this box for a pair that will fit you. Each pair here has spent a week on the bulletin board and they have all gone unclaimed. Being someone has taken your pair, why don't you replace them with a pair from here?" And so I did. I suppose I could go shopping for something with a bit more warmth and a lot more style. That is what I probably would have done a few months back.
However, I have changed a bit and I have chosen to remain without their nice warmth. My mind is made up. I will spend no more money on the "leather look." I have started saving money for something more important than expensive clothing. I am not quite ready to tell anyone about my conclusion, but before long I will. In the meantime, I have been contemplating.
I guess I pretty well know who has my gloves ... but I also know there is probably not a way in the world that I can prove it. I think I have learned something through all of this -- I am not quite sure I have it all sorted out, but one of the things I have learned is to be careful of my belongings, and it is also true that the flashier they are, the more care they will take!
Photo © Dorothy Dake
The Sport Shop & Photo North, winter of 1948-1949.
Travelogue t
Photo © Kjirsten Swenson
Night market, Chiang Mai, Thailand, right.
Southeast Asia Extravaganza 2009
by Kjirsten Swenson
Albuquerque, NM
That evening, after a much needed shower, we visited Chiang Mai's famous night market. It's known throughout the country as being especially vibrant and a great place to peruse crafts and trinkets from all over Thailand and beyond. The market was huge, with hundreds of stalls sprawling over several blocks, selling everything that could possibly be for sale. I picked up a cheap, red replacement for my broken sunglasses and spent lots of time admiring crafts from the hill tribe villages that surround Chiang Mai. We had delicious fried rice, mango lassi, and fresh roti with honey from street vendors.
Celebrations & Observances
From the Files of 5
Hetty Hooper
This Week's Special Days
January 18---Martin Luther King Day
This Week's Birthdays
January 19---Trevor Jayce Roberson (9 years old)
Happy Birthday!
More January Birthdays
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January 3---Brandon Hellevang
January 3---Virginia (Dake) McCorkell
January 4---Harry "Junior" Anderson
January 4---Nathan Hill
January 5---Jayce Michael Chap (11 years old)
January 5---Krista Rae Weiland (10 years old)
January 6---Sean Thomas Cannon (11 years old)
January 6---Kierra Elizabeth Ostendorf (1 year old)
January 7---Logan Benjamin Henderson (2 years old)
January 8---Rosanna Miller Dahlinger
January 8---Lelan Elaine Brown (1 year old)
January 11---Brandon Harvey Lehtola (7 years old)
January 13---Russ Riesenberg
January 15---Shea Ashley Birkholz
January 22---Timothy Mellon
January 24---Marloes de Been
January 30---Whitney Johnson
January 30---Madilyn Mae Larson (3 years old)
January 31---Larry McCorkell
January Anniversaries
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January 24---David "Beaver" and Donna Anderson Johnson (16 years)
January Special Days
January 1---New Year's Day
January 18---Martin Luther King Day
Miss Hetty's Mailbox:
Krista Weiland celebrates 10th birthday with puppy cake, left; handmade gift from Judy Larson, Krista's aunt, right.
Dear Miss Hetty,
January 5, 2010, was going to be a special day, a VERY special day. Krista was going to be 10 years old. The relations on the Weiland and Veldkamp sides were all invited for Saturday evening to have cake and gifts after a supper of delicious homemade Lasagna.
Of course, we had been shopping all year for whatever we thought a 10-year-old would like, so she had a mountain of gifts, which she appreciated with old fashioned thanks to each and every one.
Krista loves animals, so when we first come into the house there was a sign to "wipe our paws." The table was decorated with napkins that also said that, also a pretty snowflake birthday tablecloth. The plates had a picture of a cute puppy. She wanted a cake with a puppy shape, which is pictured here.
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?
Everyone!
Miss Hetty
+ LETTERS TO THE EDITORS?
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Thanks for a beautiful Bulletin! Loved the Chrysanthemum! And, now I want to visit Williamsburg! Delightful artistic decorating. Thank you so much for sharing, Suzanne!
Very fun to see Carol and Harold with the newlweds; they look great.
So, I'm assuming the large key ring proved to be a good solution. Rather nerve-wracking for you to wait to find out how he'd react. You seemed to handle it very well, though!
Way to shoot, Kjirsten!
And, Doug ... that was a hoot, so defining of you at that age, such a self-portrait. I laughed at the T-shirts logos and your "thoughts." Takes us right into your young boy world. Thanks!
Oh yes, I forgot to add how lovely for Ardis to be able to visit her grandma and great aunts. 101! Amazing!
Donna Anderson Johnson
Ashby, MN
Just finished The Bulletin. Suzanne's picture journal of all the wreaths was beautiful and well done. Doug's new comic, Duddo, is amazing. I feel bad, though, about your mishap but glad it turned out well.
Marlene Anderson Johnson
Meridian, ID
I thoroughly enjoyed Doug's Funnnies contribution this last week! He always had such a great imagination and as a kid I was lucky enough to be included on many of those adventures. Not a lot of kids play like that any more. G.I. Joes, our own band and "recording" studio, along with many other fun memories!
I also enjoyed seeing the 1948 photograph of Bemidji, since I went there to college, as well!
Lori Chap Ostendorf
Rogers, MN
Last Week's Bulletin Review JKL
by Betty Droel
MoundsView, MN
I had to smile when I saw the Chrysanthemum on the first picture. At first glance, I thought it was one of those beautiful exotic undersea wonders, as I had just seen in a powerpoint presentation: underwater.pps.
I was sure it would have been some avid skier, but then an avid skier must not have sent anything in or we would have seen it. It is that easy to get the variety and great assortment of pictures we have in our Bulletin -- they get submitted by the readers or else we just don't have them.
I must comment, Photo Editor, that we with older eyes really do appreciate the nice size of pictures you arrange, which are so easy to see, and no details are lost by a small size. I was looking at the one of Weston and Joanna, and Weston's mom. It was so nice knowing Weston was not lonely on this New Year's with the company of Joanna. It is truly a plus that she can enter into his interest of sports and games.
The picture of Rylie was almost a shock. She has grown. It reminded me of the pictures we used to see of Caity, and now Caity is a young lady. Rylie is headed there, too, I see.
We were glad to see the picture with Carol and Harold Printz, knowing what a good friend Carol's mom was of Dorothy's and all the cute little Carol pictures we have been seeing in The Bulletin.
Then, the next surprise was that wonderfully interesting update of Ardis's visit with Grandma Julia Sigman and the great aunts. Some of that family have been very good childhood- and life-long friends of both Roy's and mine. We had known Julia when she was young and energetic and had coal black hair. So, you can about imagine how welcome the update was to us about her now. So very thoughtful of Ardis to have taken that trip, and then shared it with us.
That's just one of the things we love about The Bulletin. A cute story -- this one by Miss Kitty -- to amuse and entertain in amongst the serious and family history updates and pictures. Miss Kitty is a born scribe. Of course, I clicked on the link for the story of the vole.
QUOTE: The little creature shrieked and levitated, fluffed out like a dandelion, and all four legs were already whirring by the time he hit the ground and vanished under the fireplace.
Now how can you resist reading that story, if you didn't already?
Roy can hardly wait to "eliminate" a vole if he sees signs of one in his yard.
I just can't picture Kyra being able to get close enough to a squirrel to reach out and touch it.
Beaver directing us to the 2000 frames per second water drop was phenomenal. Quite a lesson in science. Those grown men so fascinated by dropping the water drop was amusing to me.
The photo album of the wreaths of different kinds and colors and materials was right up Bitzi's alley. I see it says Suzanne went to Williamsburg, Virginia, and she is the one who took the lovely wreath pictures. If the lady looked out her window about the time Suzanne clicked the camera, she would wonder, ha. They were taken so close up. Interesting variety and detailed craftsmanship.
Jayce's 11th birthday on January 5th sounded like a generous affair by his grandma and grandpa. I hope to send a recap of Krista Weiland's 10th birthday on January 5th, unless my brother Rich, her grandpa, will send it in, as he took the pictures.
When Roy saw this picture of the old car, he said this was a Model A, not Model T. Model A's had steel spokes on the tires. The wooden spokes were all done by 1927. The gas tank on the Model T was under the seat, and on the Model A it was under the hood.
They started making Model A's in 1928. They had a red steering wheel. This car is part Model T and part Model A. The back wheels are Model T.
Donna sent a correction on the date of the old car, said it started out as a 1926 model. --Ed.
Roy had a 1926 Model T and a 1929 Model A, and a good memory.
The Memory Lane was equally as breathtaking as every other chapter in Dorothy's story. I felt so bad for her, falling like that, and the key she was responsible for went flying -- gone forever. To discreetly patch up the knee and carry on like nothing had happened would take a lot of courage and pretending. Nobody to hug you and say "poor Dorothy," ... that was too bad.
To clean up the boots to their immaculate condition would take some doing.
Your boss really did appreciate you, Dorothy, to carry on like he had planned all along for the lock change, etc. I sense you could do no wrong. The new key on a huge, cumbersome ring told a lot in no words, ha. I wish somehow we could get a picture of that same Bemidji Avenue today -- to compare them -- 1948 and 2010 -- would be indescribable.
The Travelogue shared totally different pictures this time. The crossbow would be a challenge for the blonde doctor-to-be, but I was thrilled to see how you hit the target, Kjirsten, and those Hmong fellows would never get over telling about it. I think I would trust you with my appendix!
Oh, Junior (Harry) Anderson, you turning 70 would seem like a milestone to you, but you have a long way to go to get to our milestones next year of 80 and 90. Enjoy your youth, fella! It goes by so fast. Like a blur.
I was so glad to see I wasn't the only one that was compelled to send a thank you to The Bulletin editors. Donna Mae's and Don's Letters to the Editors and the urging for some of these writers to favor us with a story.
FUNNNIES ... that was something new for us. Thank you, Douglas Anderson-Jordet, for the funny funnies. I was so glad to be able to click for a larger version, and even to zoom it in pdf. That way we didn't miss any of the little bubbles of print. Duddo ... now is that short for Doug? Good work, Doug, and just keep doing what you are doing.
Now for the very last, which is the Quotation for the day. Oh, that was so true. Our doubts that we can ever do something make us weak to even try. The doubts ARE traitors, and we often are losers.
This is a most beautiful January sunny afternoon. After a long nap under the electric blanket, and completing the LTTE, I can read the paper before I warm up leftovers for Roy.
Thank you to our editors, and again, a very sincere thank you.
Betty Droel
+ WORD FUN
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