The kids are here, the Missouri kids. Been here since Tuesday. That is one reason why I have not been on here paying attention to business.
This morning I decided I had to get some of the stuff on record before it slips from memory.
Leo, little Leo that would be, says something or does something every day that is astounding. So does his sister, Elise but her feats are more subtle, mature and sophisticated. She is eight. I will get to her in a bit.
Back to Leo. He has a girlfriend. She is his bus buddy when they went to pre-kindergarten. He is five. He tells us his girlfriend is beautiful but crazy. Her name is Hadley. When asked why she is crazy he said she always wants to play Cat or Going to a Party. His mother asked him if Hadley would say he was crazy? He said, "No because I play multiple games." I was there and I heard it and yes, multiple was the word he used.
This morning we had a plan to go to the Belltower. Leo has been wanting to go to the Belltower even before he got here. I asked him why he wanted to go so bad and he said, "Because you can see the whole world from up there!" He was very impressed.
And then we were discussing how much it would cost to go. $3 for adults and kids are free. Leo offered the money he has in his billfold. He still has the money in it I gave him a couple of years ago. He said he had been saving it. I asked what he was saving it for. He said, without missing a beat, "To buy a house in Paris? Remember he is five!!
Elise, age 8 is growing up so very fast. She is a voracious reader. I have known quite a few of those in my life. In fact, my branch of the family is full of them and her Nana Susan is one too. Elise's mother, Amanda is a reading teacher. So the whole bit is deeply embedded in her. She brought 5 books with her and she has read four and working on her fifth. One of those was Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone. I was working on this blog entry and not quite finished when she came up and started reading it over my shoulder. I wasn't sure how I felt about that at first but it was fine. I learned later that she reads at a rate of 192 words a minute. That seems very fast to me. I think her parents are going to have a hard time keeping her in books. Is there a BookBub.com for children? I will check on that. They do!
Her fifth book that she is reading now is "A Wrinkle in Time". Sure hope it is better than the movie.
It has been a busy 5 days! I have taken many pictures in the past 5 days, ridden the trail a couple times, walked a couple of times, been to Spring Lake and snapped photos throughout all of these events.
Someone was getting their motorcycle license test?
Brother and sister consultation.
Gary walks fully protected from the sun.
Elise walks with Nana Susan
Miss Elise
Spring Lake Park, Greene County Iowa
Phoebe
Leo and Gary
Leo said he was swimming and that is why the expression on his face looks as it does.
Elise
This morning ride on the trail: Elise wanted to ride the trail with us and she did a very good job.
Forgotten on the trail
A Dickcissle
The kids in the tower.
Leo says I can see the restaurant we ate in. It is the A&W.
A train going under the Big Ass Overpass!
Unknown Biker
Talking to Thomas.
Saturday, July 7
Because I can...
Can you tell the real from the fake?
~a column by Colleen O’Brien
The term news literacy is defined as the ability to use critical thinking to judge the reliability and credibility of information, whether it comes via print, television or the Internet.
How we judge the news affects what we understand about world affairs and ultimately how we vote. If we don’t know how to tell if TV, radio, print, websites and social media are telling the truth or disseminating fake news, propaganda, hoaxes, rumors, satire and advertising, there is a website from the Center for News Literacy that might help (newsliteracy.org).
As well, the online university Coursera adapted into a six-week class the news literacy idea that began at the journalism school of State University of New York at Stony Brook a decade ago. The course concentrates on learning to decipher the distinctions between journalism, opinion journalism, and blowhards, what the meaning of fairness and balance is, and the responsibilities that come with having a recorder/TV/printing press in your pocket (that would be your cell phone).
Coursera classes look like this:
Week 1: The power of information is now in the hands of consumers.
Week 2: What makes journalism different from other types of information?
Week 3: Where can we find trustworthy information?
Week 4: How to tell what’s fair and what’s biased.
Week 5: How to apply news literacy concepts in real life.
Week 6: Meeting the challenges of digital citizenship.
Week 1: The power of information is now in the hands of consumers.
Week 2: What makes journalism different from other types of information?
Week 3: Where can we find trustworthy information?
Week 4: How to tell what’s fair and what’s biased.
Week 5: How to apply news literacy concepts in real life.
Week 6: Meeting the challenges of digital citizenship.
Anyone interested can pay to take a graded course or take the course for free with no grading.
The site was designed to teach students how to deal with decisions they face now and that will increase as they come of age. According to press releases from Stony Brook, the results of the class are good: News Literacy students routinely consume more news from more sources, rate keeping up with the news as important, register to vote in high numbers, and can deconstruct video news stories effectively.
For the past decade the News Literacy course has been added to the curriculum of 50 universities in the U.S. and been taught in Hong Kong, Beijing, Moscow, Tel Aviv, Australia and Poland.
One of the original class instructors, Richard Hornik, veteran journalist from Time, Inc, said, “The ability of the next generation of citizens to judge the reliability and relevance of information will be a leading indicator of the public health of civil societies around the world.”
A paper published by the non-partisan public think tank Brookings Institution encouraged news literacy classes when it wrote that we’re living in a time in which the public perception of the reliability of professionals in media lies between bankers and car salesmen. Because we have trouble knowing if what we’re getting is fact or fiction, everybody in America needs a little help in critical thinking skills to spot the real journalists.
In a democracy, citizens get the government they deserve if they don’t vote from the facts. In this 21st century, we might get the journalism we want – as well as those public servants called politicians that are supposed to run the country for us – if we learn how to tell what is and what is not real news.
Tuesday, July 3
Trip North
We did a day trip up to Northern Iowa. It was a work session with Butch wiring John and Marie Kelley's garage. Thus we will need to make another day trip up just for fun. The trip up and back was pleasant and we would not mind doing it again. For one thing, we missed seeing some folks and so we must do a do-over. We listened to a book so the trip itself went fast.

We went to Marlene and Bernards place and then Butch and Bernard went to Spencer to help John with his garage. Marlene and I visited and then Dwight and Carolyn returned from their trip to see their daughter Anna who has recently moved to Cedar Rapids. It was a fun afternoon visiting with people we have not seen for a long time. Dwight grilled brats for supper and Marlene put her magic touch on some side dishes. It was quite a spread and very tasty.
On the way home, we stopped to see to see my little sis Myrla in Rockwell City. She is the sister who recently broke her arm to the point she needed a cadaver bone to repair it. She named it Dave you might recall. Dave and Myrla are getting along fine but she says it will be another 4 months with her arm in a device.
Myrla's quarter wolf-dog Hewy is not doing well. He is 14 now and has arthritis in his hips and the poor guy was cripping around pretty good. You could tell every step hurt.
We got home about 9:30 and that bed sure felt good.

We went to Marlene and Bernards place and then Butch and Bernard went to Spencer to help John with his garage. Marlene and I visited and then Dwight and Carolyn returned from their trip to see their daughter Anna who has recently moved to Cedar Rapids. It was a fun afternoon visiting with people we have not seen for a long time. Dwight grilled brats for supper and Marlene put her magic touch on some side dishes. It was quite a spread and very tasty.
On the way home, we stopped to see to see my little sis Myrla in Rockwell City. She is the sister who recently broke her arm to the point she needed a cadaver bone to repair it. She named it Dave you might recall. Dave and Myrla are getting along fine but she says it will be another 4 months with her arm in a device.
Myrla's quarter wolf-dog Hewy is not doing well. He is 14 now and has arthritis in his hips and the poor guy was cripping around pretty good. You could tell every step hurt.
We got home about 9:30 and that bed sure felt good.
Sunday, July 1
Waze App
I suspicioned that Jason and Laura might be in the Des Moines area last night during the storm. They often go to Des Moines on Saturdays. So I had a bit of concern when the reports from there were bad. People were getting rescued from their cars. Over 10 inches of rain in Ankeny in a little over an hours time.
And then Jason called this morning and sure enough, they were in Des Moines during the deluge and he said it was bad. However, they use the WAZE APP and it was a good thing they do. He said they were taking an alternate route thinking they would get home quicker when the Waze app gave them a warning of "Hazard ahead" and sure enough the water was over the road and one car had been swept off the road and into the ditch. Against his mothers better judgment they went through the water and got through it okay. Perhaps they would have been going much faster without the warning and also been swept off. I don't know. He did say they did not go through any more water and stopped at a Casey Store for over an hour till the rain let up a bit. It was late when they got home. They did get home safely and WAZE was a help to them. I also have this app on my phone now. One year going South in these same kinds of conditions it would have been very helpful to know what was ahead of us.
Here is an article about Google Maps and Waze and the comparison of each. Bottom line? They both have their place,
https://www.greenbot.com/article/3188669/android/google-maps-vs-waze-which-should-be-your-go-to-map-app.html
And then Jason called this morning and sure enough, they were in Des Moines during the deluge and he said it was bad. However, they use the WAZE APP and it was a good thing they do. He said they were taking an alternate route thinking they would get home quicker when the Waze app gave them a warning of "Hazard ahead" and sure enough the water was over the road and one car had been swept off the road and into the ditch. Against his mothers better judgment they went through the water and got through it okay. Perhaps they would have been going much faster without the warning and also been swept off. I don't know. He did say they did not go through any more water and stopped at a Casey Store for over an hour till the rain let up a bit. It was late when they got home. They did get home safely and WAZE was a help to them. I also have this app on my phone now. One year going South in these same kinds of conditions it would have been very helpful to know what was ahead of us.
Here is an article about Google Maps and Waze and the comparison of each. Bottom line? They both have their place,
https://www.greenbot.com/article/3188669/android/google-maps-vs-waze-which-should-be-your-go-to-map-app.html
Storm Hunter App
Iowans are familiar with John Mclaughlin. He was our go-to guy for weather for years on Channel 8 KCCI-TV. But then John got sick and had to quit his job and his absence has had a big influence. We have missed him. John was from Glidden Iowa and that is not far from Jefferson but as it happens John and his wife decided to retire to Jefferson so he has become a local. John looks much healthier now so the treatment for his condition must have been very helpful. John is a nationally known meteorologist and really knows his stuff. In his retirement, John has put together a weather app. Our local business, Jefferson Telecom did a feature on him and his app and I was impressed enough to give the app a try. I had previously used The Weather Channel app. John's app is much easier to use. It is a free app and you can check it out on the link below.
https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=stormhunterweather.android&hl=en_US
Here is the article:
https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=stormhunterweather.android&hl=en_US
Here is the article:
Saturday, June 30
74 at 6:00 AM
I do not do well with heat. At least with cold you can put on more clothing. With heat you can only take off so much without getting arrested. So I decided to get up and water plants first thing. The mosquitoes had a thing or two to say about that as well. Pesky little devils!
We have a little house finch who has taken a liking to our fountain. He perches on the edge and just watches it. We are having a good time watching him!
Below is a catbird. I wasn't sure what it was but that is where I started looking and sure enough, I was right. Having a bit more confidence in my identifying ability.
I am pretty sure this is our fountain watcher but today he decided to swing.
We are doing inside things with the heat being what it is. Last night we watched the last episode of season 2 of The Handmaids Tale on Hulu. We can always find something on Netflix or Hulu that we like. I am not sure why but we always have trouble finding something on Amazon. A tip that may work for others is that I do my browsing online (computer) I find it easier than trying to work the remote on the TV to sort through the options. Then I make a list. Often times, after time has gone by, I forget why I may have chosen a selection but it usually is something we like.
We have a little house finch who has taken a liking to our fountain. He perches on the edge and just watches it. We are having a good time watching him!
Below is a catbird. I wasn't sure what it was but that is where I started looking and sure enough, I was right. Having a bit more confidence in my identifying ability.
I am pretty sure this is our fountain watcher but today he decided to swing.
We are doing inside things with the heat being what it is. Last night we watched the last episode of season 2 of The Handmaids Tale on Hulu. We can always find something on Netflix or Hulu that we like. I am not sure why but we always have trouble finding something on Amazon. A tip that may work for others is that I do my browsing online (computer) I find it easier than trying to work the remote on the TV to sort through the options. Then I make a list. Often times, after time has gone by, I forget why I may have chosen a selection but it usually is something we like.
Thursday, June 28
Hotter than Hades
They are predicting really hot temps for the next few days. I think moderation in all things has been completely removed from the dictionary. The heat was predicted but at the same time, they promised a couple of dry days. Now they say we are not getting that either!
Butch is out on the golf course in his new SUN hat. It could get wet!
He does look good in it. With both of us dealing with skin cancers on our face we are taking a bit more care in protecting ourselves these days.
And this is a juvenile House Finch. I tried to get a shot of our fountain spurting but could never catch it in mid-spurt. Just not quick enough.
Butch is out on the golf course in his new SUN hat. It could get wet!
He does look good in it. With both of us dealing with skin cancers on our face we are taking a bit more care in protecting ourselves these days.
I do not do good selfies.
And these are other pics of the last couple of days. The deer were on the trail today when Virginia and I went for our walk.
And this is a juvenile House Finch. I tried to get a shot of our fountain spurting but could never catch it in mid-spurt. Just not quick enough.
On our walk, Virginia and I discovered we have much in common to our surprise. Virginia was born and raised in Linden Iowa and lived there for the first 50 years of her life, Just a block or two from Butch's uncle and aunt, Albert and Zoe Mix and their daughters Greta Fay and Gwendolyn. We are both former square dancers and remembered dancing to several callers. We very likely could have been at dances together and not even realized it. Our son Jason and her daughter Kathy were in the same graduating class in Panora. Her daughter graduated from Northwest Missouri State where our son Gary graduated from and even though 2 years apart in age they would have been on campus at the same time for part of their time there. It was a fun walk getting acquainted and connecting all the dots.
Wednesday, June 27
The State of things
The state of Iowa cannot seem to catch a break. They had a bitterly cold winter and then went straight into summer and now we are in monsoon season. It looks and feels like a rainforest and the only moving thing that is happy about it are the bugs!
Looking on the bright side I do not have to water my plants.
I walked this morning and added a new walking partner. Virginia and I have run into each other on the trail frequently the last couple of years but today we walked together and enjoyed each others company. The time goes so quickly when you are engaged in conversation and good walking partners are not all that easy to come by so we have agreed on a time for tomorrow morning.
Butch does his walking on the golf course and lately his feet get wet. That is where he is now.
Yesterday was a rainy day...again! So we turned to Netflix. And run onto a show called Backroad Bounty, a Canadian version of the American Pickers. We watched a couple of episodes and it looks like one we will enjoy
LEAVE HERE WITH A LAUGH
I couldn’t believe that the highway department called my dad a thief. But when I got home, all the signs were there.
Looking on the bright side I do not have to water my plants.
I walked this morning and added a new walking partner. Virginia and I have run into each other on the trail frequently the last couple of years but today we walked together and enjoyed each others company. The time goes so quickly when you are engaged in conversation and good walking partners are not all that easy to come by so we have agreed on a time for tomorrow morning.
Butch does his walking on the golf course and lately his feet get wet. That is where he is now.
Yesterday was a rainy day...again! So we turned to Netflix. And run onto a show called Backroad Bounty, a Canadian version of the American Pickers. We watched a couple of episodes and it looks like one we will enjoy
LEAVE HERE WITH A LAUGH
I couldn’t believe that the highway department called my dad a thief. But when I got home, all the signs were there.
InBox Surprise
My email this morning included a surprise from Butch's brother Don including a picture of him and his three handsome sons. They all live in the Kansas City area.
Brian, Don, Steve, and Brad
Brian, Don, Steve, and Brad
Monday, June 25
Sunday, June 24
Today's Ride
Keri and I rode bikes out to Bull Head Farm this morning. The goats have gone through all the foliage they seemed to get lost in when Colleen and I made the trip and have been moved further away so we passed on a close-up visit and headed back.
We had stopped at the bridge on the way south and the water is many feet high and rising. I took a few pictures.
Keri
We had stopped at the bridge on the way south and the water is many feet high and rising. I took a few pictures.
Keri
Saturday, June 23
Thursday, June 21
Stand still! Will ya?
As I am returning and just north of the bridge I spot a very large Heron standing in some standing water at the bottom of the ridge. From past experience I know Herons spook at the least little sound or sight so while I am blocked from view, I stop behind a tree, ready my camera and sneak back to where I can get a shot. I raise the camera to my face and he squawks and takes off! He was huge! But I didn't get the shot...AGAIN! So I decide the only pictures I am going to get this day are of things that do not move. I had spotted one of my favorite flowers- Russian Thistle- and planned a stop just past the road where I first saw some in bloom. As I am assessing the situation, I look up and see a deer on the trail. Hope! And then a garbage truck goes by behind me and the deer disappeared. It wasn't meant to be. See the photos below. And the final one of a cardinal in my own backyard.
Wednesday, June 20
Tuesday, June 19
From Kay Voss
This is a letter to me from Kay V. who used to be in Magnolia Park. I thought many of you might find it interesting.-Barb
How is your summer going? We have had our share of hot weather, some rain but lately have been missing the rains by a few miles. I have picked near 90 pounds of asparagus so far....frozen some and did try pickled asparagus. I doubt I will do that again; too much work getting it cut to the jar size!
We just returned home from Minneapolis--our daughter, Jodi, graduated from nursing school. The trip included 3 days away from home. It was hard on Jim, but we needed to be there for her. Jim took a "maintenance" chemo in May that was not supposed to affect him---phooey. He had to have 4 blood transfusions and still is not back to normal. No more chemo for the summer at least. He is supposed to gain weight, but can't seem to get the job done. Jim bought a new riding lawn mower, weed eater, and garden tiller for me.....guess I have inherited new jobs. Also raising chickens that will be butchered in a few weeks. I sure hope Jim can cut off the heads----cleaning I can do...
Well, take care....it was nice to hear from you! Kay
So then I told her that when she talks about her extreme canning many of my friends ask me what she does with all that food. Her answer was interesting too. She is perhaps the only person I know who does canning for a hobby.-Barb
Well, I started all this because my mom used a lot of my canned food in her later years. It was hard for her to go get too many groceries, being an independent type.....then when she passed and our 2 girls were starting out, they needed help. It just continued and the girls, and now granddaughter come to my "store" and help themselves. I enjoy canning and they love the organic and self-storage of canned food. We purchase and butcher beef to share with them....tastes so much better! 16 yr old granddaughter prepares homemade meals, including pie crust/pies and she has canned by herself. I showed her how to can milk---she loves that. She always surprises me....next year she has been accepted by the U of M for 2 years of college, totally skipping the last 2 yrs of high school. Way above grandma!! A different world than when we were kids for sure. Kay
Rainy Day
I have known for a few years now that I would not have a problem living in the desert. I am reminded of it every time it rains for days on end. I said to Butch it makes it hard to get anything done and his response was and yet you did. He was referring to our making a reservation for next season in Texas. Different park, different address, and different spot. Time marches on and change is part of it.
Jason asked me to get the following info rounded up because his doctor wanted it. I thought I would add it to this post to remind others to get checked. If you have a spot on your body that stays irritated and doesn't want to heal, itches frequently and you find yourself touching it a lot, it is time to get it checked.
Jason asked me to get the following info rounded up because his doctor wanted it. I thought I would add it to this post to remind others to get checked. If you have a spot on your body that stays irritated and doesn't want to heal, itches frequently and you find yourself touching it a lot, it is time to get it checked.
Barb- BCC -basal cell carcinoma 2 locations, forehead and left earlobe
Butch-SCC-Squamous cell carcinoma 1 location, Left side of the face
Gary- Melanoma on arm removed in fall of 2017 biopsied another possible location last week- results in next Wednesday.
A side note. Went to the hairdresser this morning and she said she had referred 3 of her clients to a dermatologist just this year.
There were places she had noticed on their scalp.
Take care!
Microsoft Update
Let's face it. I have a love/hate relationship with Microsoft.
1. They have very large updates that bog down your computer making it slow.
2. The updates take forever, sometimes as much as 8 hours to install.
3. Depending on the age of your computer, you may need something "fixed" after the initial headaches of downloading and installation.
That being said sometimes there is a little surprise of something nice. Like a small gift you did not expect.
Click on: Computer Tip-Calculator upgrade
I am speaking particularly about a currency converter. Want to know what the peso is doing in Mexico? Now you can check it out before making the trip. This morning before writing this I found out for every US dollar it takes $20.56 pesos. And Canada's exchange is US $1 for every Canadian $1.33. I hope I said that right.
1. They have very large updates that bog down your computer making it slow.
2. The updates take forever, sometimes as much as 8 hours to install.
3. Depending on the age of your computer, you may need something "fixed" after the initial headaches of downloading and installation.
That being said sometimes there is a little surprise of something nice. Like a small gift you did not expect.
Click on: Computer Tip-Calculator upgrade
I am speaking particularly about a currency converter. Want to know what the peso is doing in Mexico? Now you can check it out before making the trip. This morning before writing this I found out for every US dollar it takes $20.56 pesos. And Canada's exchange is US $1 for every Canadian $1.33. I hope I said that right.
Saturday, June 16
A Look Back to 2010
This is a post from when we were in Michigan. I enjoyed a look back.
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If I can remember...Can I?
Tuesday was JIGS. Jefferson Iowa Girls (?) Hey, we were once!! Circumstances have kept me from attending for quite a while so I looked forward to it. All of us were part of the class of 1961. We have a standing meeting at the Casa de Oro restaurant in Jefferson and whoever can remember and is able can attend. I took my camera but had a devil of a time getting two people to not blink at the same time.
Last Wednesday we were off to our bi-weekly trip to Ames. This time to get the stitches out and find out the pathology from Butch's cancer removal. And the news was not as good as we would have liked. He has to have more done because it was not all clear in the biopsy. So he is scheduled for more on the 13th of July. Cross your fingers as we are getting impatient to have the trips done with for this season so we can plan some different activities. Something a bit more fun!
I have been doing trivia at the Elks Club and those attending have had a good time. It is a slow growing thing, much slower growth than at Magnolia Park last winter. I am hoping over time that it will pick up. As long as there are at least two teams playing we will continue. Wednesday nights at 6:30 PM if you happen to be in the vicinity and want to stop in, please do. Butch has been helping me with the math. Oh and if you are not an Elks member you can be our guest for the first time or two so do not let that stop you.
Thursday morning, very early, 6:00 AM we took our good friend Colleen to the airport for her return flight to Florida. She gave her accommodation in our MoHo a 5-star rating! The time flew by while she was here. Both of us are hoping for a longer visit next summer.
Since we were going to DesMoines and Costco we touched base with Myron and Susan and met up with them at The Machine Shed for a visit and breakfast. Both were top notch!
The heavens opened up with a downpour on our way to Costco and we waited in the car parking lot for what seemed like forever hoping it would let up. Once we got in there Butch talked to them about new tires and we had a most pleasant tire buying experience and drove away with 4 new tires on the car. They were reasonable, thorough, professional and efficient in all aspects.
We came home on our comfy new tires and I was able to catch a nap before HyVee trivia time. We always have fun no matter how we answer the questions. We did decide the guy who makes up the questions needs a vacation and our host Chris verified that yes he did. Despite the difficulty, we came in 3rd once again.
Moving on to Friday...remember that I needed to have more removed from my left ear because the biopsy did not catch it all for me either? Well, Friday was the day, so off to Ames we go to see our new best friend Dr. Poag.
Just as we are pulling out of Ames the hearing aid people called and said that Butch's hearing aids were back from the factory and ready for pick up so we stayed on highway 30, zipped right past Jefferson and ventured 25 miles further on to Carroll. Really it was not a big deal as the hearing aids were still in warranty and we were listening to a book that was interesting so
we were happily able to continue listening. The book is "Before We Were Yours" by Lisa Wingate
About the book:
Two families, generations apart, are forever changed by a heartbreaking injustice in this poignant novel, inspired by a true story, for fans of Orphan Train and The Nightingale.
Memphis, 1939. Twelve-year-old Rill Foss and her four younger siblings live a magical life aboard their family's Mississippi River shantyboat. But when their father must rush their mother to the hospital one stormy night, Rill is left in charge - until strangers arrive in force. Wrenched from all that is familiar and thrown into a Tennessee Children's Home Society orphanage, the Foss children are assured that they will soon be returned to their parents - but they quickly realize the dark truth. At the mercy of the facility's cruel director, Rill fights to keep her sisters and brother together in a world of danger and uncertainty.
Aiken, South Carolina, present day. Born into wealth and privilege, Avery Stafford seems to have it all: a successful career as a federal prosecutor, a handsome fiancé, and a lavish wedding on the horizon. But when Avery returns home to help her father weather a health crisis, a chance encounter leaves her with uncomfortable questions and compels her to take a journey through her family's long-hidden history, on a path that will ultimately lead either to devastation or to redemption.
Based on one of America's most notorious real-life scandals - in which Georgia Tann, director of a Memphis-based adoption organization, kidnapped and sold poor children to wealthy families all over the country - Lisa Wingate's riveting, wrenching, and ultimately uplifting tale reminds us how, even though the paths we take can lead to many places, the heart never forgets where we belong.
Moving on- Mickey had a ceiling fan she needed to have installed in her bedroom so once we arrived home and gathered up the tools we went to Mickey's. I have been wondering how she slept last night with her new fan.
We are in the middle of a heat wave. Record-breaking high temps with weather alerts about taking it easy in the heat. We are watching out for old people, children, and pets and you should too!
So here we are on Saturday and I can say I remembered most of the happenings for this week. This morning instead of biking or walking I decided to tackle the weeds around here while it was a
cool (?) 73 degrees at 7:00 AM. Didn't get them all by any means but I did make a dent and a sore back. Butch decided it was time to burn weeds, twigs, and, papers. We do not have a shredder but burn papers instead. We have a burn barrel and a long hose in case you were wondering about safety issues.
Miscellaneous pics from this week:
Last Wednesday we were off to our bi-weekly trip to Ames. This time to get the stitches out and find out the pathology from Butch's cancer removal. And the news was not as good as we would have liked. He has to have more done because it was not all clear in the biopsy. So he is scheduled for more on the 13th of July. Cross your fingers as we are getting impatient to have the trips done with for this season so we can plan some different activities. Something a bit more fun!
I have been doing trivia at the Elks Club and those attending have had a good time. It is a slow growing thing, much slower growth than at Magnolia Park last winter. I am hoping over time that it will pick up. As long as there are at least two teams playing we will continue. Wednesday nights at 6:30 PM if you happen to be in the vicinity and want to stop in, please do. Butch has been helping me with the math. Oh and if you are not an Elks member you can be our guest for the first time or two so do not let that stop you.
Thursday morning, very early, 6:00 AM we took our good friend Colleen to the airport for her return flight to Florida. She gave her accommodation in our MoHo a 5-star rating! The time flew by while she was here. Both of us are hoping for a longer visit next summer.
Since we were going to DesMoines and Costco we touched base with Myron and Susan and met up with them at The Machine Shed for a visit and breakfast. Both were top notch!
The heavens opened up with a downpour on our way to Costco and we waited in the car parking lot for what seemed like forever hoping it would let up. Once we got in there Butch talked to them about new tires and we had a most pleasant tire buying experience and drove away with 4 new tires on the car. They were reasonable, thorough, professional and efficient in all aspects.
We came home on our comfy new tires and I was able to catch a nap before HyVee trivia time. We always have fun no matter how we answer the questions. We did decide the guy who makes up the questions needs a vacation and our host Chris verified that yes he did. Despite the difficulty, we came in 3rd once again.
Moving on to Friday...remember that I needed to have more removed from my left ear because the biopsy did not catch it all for me either? Well, Friday was the day, so off to Ames we go to see our new best friend Dr. Poag.
Just as we are pulling out of Ames the hearing aid people called and said that Butch's hearing aids were back from the factory and ready for pick up so we stayed on highway 30, zipped right past Jefferson and ventured 25 miles further on to Carroll. Really it was not a big deal as the hearing aids were still in warranty and we were listening to a book that was interesting so
we were happily able to continue listening. The book is "Before We Were Yours" by Lisa Wingate
About the book:
Two families, generations apart, are forever changed by a heartbreaking injustice in this poignant novel, inspired by a true story, for fans of Orphan Train and The Nightingale.
Memphis, 1939. Twelve-year-old Rill Foss and her four younger siblings live a magical life aboard their family's Mississippi River shantyboat. But when their father must rush their mother to the hospital one stormy night, Rill is left in charge - until strangers arrive in force. Wrenched from all that is familiar and thrown into a Tennessee Children's Home Society orphanage, the Foss children are assured that they will soon be returned to their parents - but they quickly realize the dark truth. At the mercy of the facility's cruel director, Rill fights to keep her sisters and brother together in a world of danger and uncertainty.
Aiken, South Carolina, present day. Born into wealth and privilege, Avery Stafford seems to have it all: a successful career as a federal prosecutor, a handsome fiancé, and a lavish wedding on the horizon. But when Avery returns home to help her father weather a health crisis, a chance encounter leaves her with uncomfortable questions and compels her to take a journey through her family's long-hidden history, on a path that will ultimately lead either to devastation or to redemption.
Based on one of America's most notorious real-life scandals - in which Georgia Tann, director of a Memphis-based adoption organization, kidnapped and sold poor children to wealthy families all over the country - Lisa Wingate's riveting, wrenching, and ultimately uplifting tale reminds us how, even though the paths we take can lead to many places, the heart never forgets where we belong.
Moving on- Mickey had a ceiling fan she needed to have installed in her bedroom so once we arrived home and gathered up the tools we went to Mickey's. I have been wondering how she slept last night with her new fan.
We are in the middle of a heat wave. Record-breaking high temps with weather alerts about taking it easy in the heat. We are watching out for old people, children, and pets and you should too!
So here we are on Saturday and I can say I remembered most of the happenings for this week. This morning instead of biking or walking I decided to tackle the weeds around here while it was a
cool (?) 73 degrees at 7:00 AM. Didn't get them all by any means but I did make a dent and a sore back. Butch decided it was time to burn weeds, twigs, and, papers. We do not have a shredder but burn papers instead. We have a burn barrel and a long hose in case you were wondering about safety issues.
Miscellaneous pics from this week:
A new heyday for Jefferson~a column by Colleen O’Brien
A new heyday for Jefferson
June 13, 2018Greene County News Online
~a column by Colleen O’Brien
It is the middle of June, and Jefferson is lush with spring. It is a rain forest of fifty shades of green, flowers blooming in the jungle, birds crazy with song dawn to dusk. On the edge of town, the corn is two feet tall, and people are as busy as the environment – prosperity in the soil and along every sidewalk.
I’m surrounded by the feeling that Jefferson has crossed some hurdle in its forward movement since designated a Main Street town in 2012: the vision is coming to pass.
Downtown, new-old storefronts look spiffy even as they mimic 1888 rather than 2018. The style is old, the wood and paint and lots of the bricks are new. Are there more people and more autos?
Yards are mowed so often in this growing season that the whole town looks like a park. The trees seem suddenly to have leaped skyward like Jack’s beanstalk to become the giants of my childhood. It may be an illusion that they’ve all grown 20 feet. It’s nearly the summer solstice and we’ve had lots of rain and early hot weather – the sycamores and silver maples, a Siberian elm near me, the oak hammock of Chautauqua Park, all these trees tower along the streets.
Ideas have taken hold that promise hard work but much optimism. Along with the new-old of the buildings is that lively spark of a new-old of the pioneer spirit. A nation known for the endless individualism of its citizens is showing off in Jefferson the country’s two and a half centuries of working together for the good of the whole.
Because of our oft written about “rugged individualism,” history has less to say about our asking for and offering help of and to one another. It ignores that a nation made up of all other nations couldn’t have turned out this well unless people came together in groups and clubs and co-ops and granges and councils and volunteer organizations galore.
In the way of all things, I’m sure not all is right with everything in this town (we can all count the ways), but with the spirit in the air that I feel as I walk around town, many problems will get fixed and some will go away as people chip at them. The difficult problems are being considered, talked about, aired both casually and pointedly; things will happen because the ideas are in the air, ideas that abound regarding our children’s education and attracting newcomers – two issues bound tightly together.
The plethora of artists, writers, musicians, actors, gardeners, builders, returning residents, entrepreneurs, farmers and businesspeople are eager to sustain the past and the future They are near to bursting with ideas to draw outsiders, townies, country folk and passersby into the orbit of a town rightfully proud of its beauty and its past and hoping to make these years a past to be proud of.
There is new art on rooftops and fresh murals on the sides of buildings. There is poetry in the alleys and a piano on the square. There are ideas afoot for artists-in-residence, hopes for new businesses both exotic and everyday practical.
What little town do you know that has two newspapers, a movie theater, a skating rink, a bowling alley, a famous bike trail, a library, a municipal swimming pool, a golf course, tennis courts, historic buildings of well-kept architectural integrity and purpose, a Chinese restaurant, a Mexican restaurant, a donut shop, an ice cream shop . . . really, folks, we’re doing fine and are on the way to finer.
To all who’ve made it shine, Jefferson, Iowa itself at this moment in its history sparkles with gratitude at the chance for renewed prosperity in a safe place. For those who get to live here, be proud, relieved, happier than you are impatient. Things are moving right along.
June 13, 2018Greene County News Online
~a column by Colleen O’Brien
It is the middle of June, and Jefferson is lush with spring. It is a rain forest of fifty shades of green, flowers blooming in the jungle, birds crazy with song dawn to dusk. On the edge of town, the corn is two feet tall, and people are as busy as the environment – prosperity in the soil and along every sidewalk.
I’m surrounded by the feeling that Jefferson has crossed some hurdle in its forward movement since designated a Main Street town in 2012: the vision is coming to pass.
Downtown, new-old storefronts look spiffy even as they mimic 1888 rather than 2018. The style is old, the wood and paint and lots of the bricks are new. Are there more people and more autos?
Yards are mowed so often in this growing season that the whole town looks like a park. The trees seem suddenly to have leaped skyward like Jack’s beanstalk to become the giants of my childhood. It may be an illusion that they’ve all grown 20 feet. It’s nearly the summer solstice and we’ve had lots of rain and early hot weather – the sycamores and silver maples, a Siberian elm near me, the oak hammock of Chautauqua Park, all these trees tower along the streets.
Ideas have taken hold that promise hard work but much optimism. Along with the new-old of the buildings is that lively spark of a new-old of the pioneer spirit. A nation known for the endless individualism of its citizens is showing off in Jefferson the country’s two and a half centuries of working together for the good of the whole.
Because of our oft written about “rugged individualism,” history has less to say about our asking for and offering help of and to one another. It ignores that a nation made up of all other nations couldn’t have turned out this well unless people came together in groups and clubs and co-ops and granges and councils and volunteer organizations galore.
In the way of all things, I’m sure not all is right with everything in this town (we can all count the ways), but with the spirit in the air that I feel as I walk around town, many problems will get fixed and some will go away as people chip at them. The difficult problems are being considered, talked about, aired both casually and pointedly; things will happen because the ideas are in the air, ideas that abound regarding our children’s education and attracting newcomers – two issues bound tightly together.
The plethora of artists, writers, musicians, actors, gardeners, builders, returning residents, entrepreneurs, farmers and businesspeople are eager to sustain the past and the future They are near to bursting with ideas to draw outsiders, townies, country folk and passersby into the orbit of a town rightfully proud of its beauty and its past and hoping to make these years a past to be proud of.
There is new art on rooftops and fresh murals on the sides of buildings. There is poetry in the alleys and a piano on the square. There are ideas afoot for artists-in-residence, hopes for new businesses both exotic and everyday practical.
What little town do you know that has two newspapers, a movie theater, a skating rink, a bowling alley, a famous bike trail, a library, a municipal swimming pool, a golf course, tennis courts, historic buildings of well-kept architectural integrity and purpose, a Chinese restaurant, a Mexican restaurant, a donut shop, an ice cream shop . . . really, folks, we’re doing fine and are on the way to finer.
To all who’ve made it shine, Jefferson, Iowa itself at this moment in its history sparkles with gratitude at the chance for renewed prosperity in a safe place. For those who get to live here, be proud, relieved, happier than you are impatient. Things are moving right along.
Bodacious Big Batch of Dip
Tuesday, June 12, 2018
Make a Bodacious Big Batch of Dip
Janet Groene's
Big Dipper
Make a big batch of this delicious goo while you’re at it because it keeps well in the RV refrigerator. You'll use it time and again as a dip, salad dressing, topping for baked potatoes and even as a sandwich spread or burger topping. Keep it cold for up to 5 days and stir before using.
Canned Mexicorn is a colorful shortcut to add texture and taste. And, because this corn is cooked, it keeps better for the long term. Chopped fresh red and green pepper, onion, cucumber and other fresh vegetables are a plus in dip you're going to use quickly but they tend to wilt and weep after a day or two.
1 pint (2 cups) sour cream
1 cup bottled ranch salad dressing
1 pint (2 cups) plain yogurt
1 packet dry ranch dressing mix
4 drops Tabasco sauce (optional)
10- to 12-ounce can corn with green and red peppers (e.g. Mexicorn), well drained
Whisk sour cream, bottled dressing, yogurt and dry dressing mix until smooth. Stir in Tabasco, sriracha or other hot sauce to taste. Fold in corn.
Mix everything well in a large bowl. Serve in smaller bowls surrounded by raw vegetable sticks, crackers, tortilla chips, etc. Makes about 6 cups.
See more of Janet Groene’s shortcut recipes for RV meals at https://campandrvcook.blogspot.com
Make a Bodacious Big Batch of Dip
Janet Groene's
Big Dipper
Make a big batch of this delicious goo while you’re at it because it keeps well in the RV refrigerator. You'll use it time and again as a dip, salad dressing, topping for baked potatoes and even as a sandwich spread or burger topping. Keep it cold for up to 5 days and stir before using.
Canned Mexicorn is a colorful shortcut to add texture and taste. And, because this corn is cooked, it keeps better for the long term. Chopped fresh red and green pepper, onion, cucumber and other fresh vegetables are a plus in dip you're going to use quickly but they tend to wilt and weep after a day or two.
1 pint (2 cups) sour cream
1 cup bottled ranch salad dressing
1 pint (2 cups) plain yogurt
1 packet dry ranch dressing mix
4 drops Tabasco sauce (optional)
10- to 12-ounce can corn with green and red peppers (e.g. Mexicorn), well drained
Whisk sour cream, bottled dressing, yogurt and dry dressing mix until smooth. Stir in Tabasco, sriracha or other hot sauce to taste. Fold in corn.
Mix everything well in a large bowl. Serve in smaller bowls surrounded by raw vegetable sticks, crackers, tortilla chips, etc. Makes about 6 cups.
See more of Janet Groene’s shortcut recipes for RV meals at https://campandrvcook.blogspot.com
Friday, June 15
Homemade mosquito spray
Our city sprays for mosquitoes but thought someone else may want to try this recipe.
The recipe consists of three household ingredients: Epsom salts, beer, and Listerine. Combine a third of each in a garden sprayer, then wet everything in the yard. One application lasts the season.
The recipe consists of three household ingredients: Epsom salts, beer, and Listerine. Combine a third of each in a garden sprayer, then wet everything in the yard. One application lasts the season.
Wednesday, June 13
Chuckling Still
Thanks, Peg!
Down memory lane! This is cute! Your laugh for today!
Murgatroyd, remember that word? Would you believe the email spell checker did not recognize the word, Murgatroyd?
Heavens to Murgatroyd!
Lost Words from our childhood: Words gone as fast as the buggy whip! Sad really.
The other day a not-so elderly lady said something to her son about driving a Jalopy and he looked at her quizzically and said: "What the heck is a Jalopy?"
He never heard of the word jalopy! She knew she was old, ... but not that old.
Well, I hope you are Hunky Dory after you read this and chuckle.
About a month ago, I illuminated some old expressions that have become obsolete because of the inexorable march of technology.
These phrases included "Don't touch that dial," "Carbon copy," "You sound like a broken record" and "Hung out to dry."
Back in the olden days, we had a lot of 'moxie'. We'd put on our best 'bib and tucker' to 'straighten up and fly right'.
Heavens to Betsy! Gee whillikers! Jumping Jehoshaphat! Holy moley!
We were 'in like Flynn' and 'living the life of Riley'.
Even a regular guy couldn't accuse us of being a knucklehead, a nincompoop or a pill. Not for all the tea in China!
Back in the olden days, life used to be swell, but when's the last time anything was swell?
Swell has gone the way of beehives, pageboys and the D.A., of spats, knickers, fedoras, poodle skirts, saddle shoes, penny loafers and pedal pushers. And don't forget Saddle Stitched Pants.
Oh, my aching back! Kilroy was here, .. but he isn't anymore.
We wake up from what surely has been just a short nap and before we can say, "Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle!"
Or, This is a 'fine kettle of fish'!
We discover that the words we grew up with, the words that seemed omnipresent as oxygen, have vanished with scarcely a notice from our tongues and our pens and our keyboards.
Poof, go the words of our youth, the words we've left behind
We blink, and they're gone. Where have all those great phrases gone? Long gone: Pshaw, The milkman did it. Hey, it's your nickel! Don't forget to pull the chain. Knee high to a grasshopper. Well, Fiddlesticks! Going like sixty. I'll see you in the funny papers. Don't take any wooden nickels. Wake up and smell the roses. It turns out there are more of these lost words and expressions than Carter has liver pills.
This can be disturbing stuff! ("Carter's Little Liver Pills" are gone too.) We of a certain age have been blessed to live in changeable times. For a child, each new word is like a shiny toy, a toy that has no age. We at the other end of the chronological arc have the advantage of remembering there are words that once existed and there were words that once strutted their hour upon the earthly stage and now are heard no more, except in our collective memories. It's one of the greatest advantages of aging. Leaves us to wonder where Superman will find a phone booth.
See ya later, alligator! Okidoki!
WE ARE THE CHILDREN OF THE FABULOUS 50'S. NO ONE WILL EVER HAVE THAT OPPORTUNITY AGAIN. WE WERE GIVEN ONE OF OUR MOST PRECIOUS GIFTS, ...
OUR MEMORIES!
Down memory lane! This is cute! Your laugh for today!
Murgatroyd, remember that word? Would you believe the email spell checker did not recognize the word, Murgatroyd?
Heavens to Murgatroyd!
Lost Words from our childhood: Words gone as fast as the buggy whip! Sad really.
The other day a not-so elderly lady said something to her son about driving a Jalopy and he looked at her quizzically and said: "What the heck is a Jalopy?"
He never heard of the word jalopy! She knew she was old, ... but not that old.
Well, I hope you are Hunky Dory after you read this and chuckle.
About a month ago, I illuminated some old expressions that have become obsolete because of the inexorable march of technology.
These phrases included "Don't touch that dial," "Carbon copy," "You sound like a broken record" and "Hung out to dry."
Back in the olden days, we had a lot of 'moxie'. We'd put on our best 'bib and tucker' to 'straighten up and fly right'.
Heavens to Betsy! Gee whillikers! Jumping Jehoshaphat! Holy moley!
We were 'in like Flynn' and 'living the life of Riley'.
Even a regular guy couldn't accuse us of being a knucklehead, a nincompoop or a pill. Not for all the tea in China!
Back in the olden days, life used to be swell, but when's the last time anything was swell?
Swell has gone the way of beehives, pageboys and the D.A., of spats, knickers, fedoras, poodle skirts, saddle shoes, penny loafers and pedal pushers. And don't forget Saddle Stitched Pants.
Oh, my aching back! Kilroy was here, .. but he isn't anymore.
We wake up from what surely has been just a short nap and before we can say, "Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle!"
Or, This is a 'fine kettle of fish'!
We discover that the words we grew up with, the words that seemed omnipresent as oxygen, have vanished with scarcely a notice from our tongues and our pens and our keyboards.
Poof, go the words of our youth, the words we've left behind
We blink, and they're gone. Where have all those great phrases gone? Long gone: Pshaw, The milkman did it. Hey, it's your nickel! Don't forget to pull the chain. Knee high to a grasshopper. Well, Fiddlesticks! Going like sixty. I'll see you in the funny papers. Don't take any wooden nickels. Wake up and smell the roses. It turns out there are more of these lost words and expressions than Carter has liver pills.
This can be disturbing stuff! ("Carter's Little Liver Pills" are gone too.) We of a certain age have been blessed to live in changeable times. For a child, each new word is like a shiny toy, a toy that has no age. We at the other end of the chronological arc have the advantage of remembering there are words that once existed and there were words that once strutted their hour upon the earthly stage and now are heard no more, except in our collective memories. It's one of the greatest advantages of aging. Leaves us to wonder where Superman will find a phone booth.
See ya later, alligator! Okidoki!
WE ARE THE CHILDREN OF THE FABULOUS 50'S. NO ONE WILL EVER HAVE THAT OPPORTUNITY AGAIN. WE WERE GIVEN ONE OF OUR MOST PRECIOUS GIFTS, ...
OUR MEMORIES!
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