Saturday, November 29, 2008
Most of you know Emily, our granddaughter, of course. Then there is hostess Missy and Jennifer, our daughters. Dan is Kathleen's brother; Marcus is Missy's 4-year renter whose family lives in Florida; Lori is Missy's friend (Emily calls her Lolo) who lives in Rosemount.
Friday, November 28, 2008
Mom was dressed and waiting, so we took off for Rudy's Redeye Grill. I saw Mom 15 days ago and I can't believe the change in her. When Michelle told me that she might be able to use her walker by Thanksgiving, I shrugged it off. We drove the big car from Blaine to make sure there would be room for the wheelchair, but Mom didn't need it and we didn't take it. She used her walker adeptly with Steve walking behind her to catch her.
It is quite a walk from the front door of Rudy's to the banquet area, but Mom did it. The food was fine, plentiful, and the help was on the job.
Back at Clearwater, we watched football. At the end of the Detroit game, she invited us to the dining room where she and Steve had coffee. Not only was she physically more able, she was mentally sharper. She is delighted that Solveig is coming for four days, and will be here on Christmas Day.
I promised Mom that I would return in a couple of weeks. I will come on a good weather day when I don't take care of Anja. Probably a Wednesday.
Hope all of you enjoyed Thanksgiving Day.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
To see all 20 photos made in this sunset-washed session, follow this link: http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/GjbBafwoYlFsPbBvERWMEw
Lorlee and I colored our first Thanksgiving turkeys together, on thick buff paper with our first names printed in the lower corner, back at District 460. (It was called Oak Grove School, District 24, when we started.)
Our first grade teacher, Mrs. Lackelt, encouraged independent creativity. What else could she do? She had five other grades to teach as well.
So Lorlee and I had plenty of time to draw stuff on our own, and turkeys and farms and a friendly dog named "Hodie," drawn with a big, yellow, beaming sun in the corner, were among our early creations. We'd occasionally look up to compare progress with Darrell and Carol and Alan. Our best work was hung on the greenish wainscoating, thumb-tacked into the fat chair rail, at just the right height to encourage a first grader.
We had crayolas then, Burnt Sienna, Cornflower, Flesh and all the rest, and chewy pencils and some of the older kids even had ball-point pens that screwed apart and had a tiny spring inside that could be made to fly across the room. We never really knew what those round holes were for in our scratched wooden desktops. The big kids just shrugged and said they were inkwells, whatever that was.
Lorlee could read better than me and kept a neater desk, but I beat her at basketball.
On Wed, Nov 26, 2008 at 11:37 AM, Bartos, Lorlee
Hope you have a safe, blessed and peaceful one.
I just wanted to say that one of the things I am thankful for is the work you put in on the blogs.
There is a line in a song [which I couldn't recall for the life of me] -- "If I look like home to you" and that's how the blogs feel.
And I love keeping up with Emily, Anja, Becky and all the rest.
Friday, November 21, 2008
We hope you learn Everything You Ever Wanted to Know about Lake Country School. Four minutes.
Lake Country is a Montessori school. To see our complete Maxwell school album, follow this link:
Yes, you have to wait a bit longer before lacing up the skates, but if everything holds, there's skating excitement ahead.
Read Stan's classmate blog, linked at left, to hear some of the oldtimers talk about it.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
After almost a year of just missing Michelle, Mom's Very Important Person, every time we came to visit, Stan and Kathleen finally connected with her today. We had joked with Mom that Michelle was just an invisible companion, and imaginary friend, sort of like "Harvey." This is not true, of course, Michelle provides vital assistance to Mom and we're all grateful for it.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
And we're considering the new, greener, redneck model, below, to help reduce our dependence on foreign oil.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Giddy-up, it's four minutes long.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
The horror of this event and its potential as a drawn-out tragedy was nipped by conscientious managers who notified authorities and insisted on pressing a search when she didn't show up Tuesday morning.
Reporters don't skip work, certainly not Ruth Ann.
Eventually, police obtained a search warrant, found the body, and arrested the husband at the crime scene.
More later on this sweet woman, as feelings sort themselves out.
The awful news was reported in some of the same editions that chronicled Stan's retirement announcement, tempering any euphoria with a dose of gratitude for simply having been allowed a healthy and useful life, surrounded by people and love.
Copies of the paper will be mailed post haste by Stan's good wife to any interested parties. She's got plenty of envelopes and postage and pride.
Happy Birthday from all of us in snow land, Becky! Readers who want to keep close tabs on the Jerdees and their kin, may check out their blog, linked below.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
On Veterans Day, we pay tribute to the service and sacrifice of the men and women who in defense of our freedom have bravely worn the uniform of the United States.
From the fields and forests of war-torn Europe to the jungles of Southeast Asia, from the deserts of Iraq to the mountains of Afghanistan, brave patriots have protected our Nation's ideals, rescued millions from tyranny, and helped spread freedom around the globe.
America's veterans answered the call when asked to protect our Nation from some of the most brutal and ruthless tyrants, terrorists, and militaries the world has ever known. They stood tall in the face of grave danger and enabled our Nation to become the greatest force for freedom in human history. Members of the Army, Navy, Air Force, Marines, and Coast Guard have answered a high calling to serve and have helped secure America at every turn.
Our country is forever indebted to our veterans for their quiet courage and exemplary service. We also remember and honor those who laid down their lives in freedom's defense. These brave men and women made the ultimate sacrifice for our benefit. On Veterans Day, we remember these heroes for their valor, their loyalty, and their dedication. Their selfless sacrifices continue to inspire us today as we work to advance peace and extend freedom around the world.
Monday, November 10, 2008
Saturday, November 08, 2008
Ritual natal celebrations with overt gender restrictions naturally mystify the excluded sex. Anthropologists agree that no cultural event is more misunderstood than certain female tribal gatherings where a private circle of celebrants ritually adore a pregnant female with arcane chants, generous offerings and, in some rare cases, tummy-rubbing.
"Yeah. The transition is going pretty good over at the White House. I heard today that Dick Cheney even offered to take Obama pheasant hunting."
Friday, November 07, 2008
Mom's getting a new tv that includes a built-in DVD, making it easy to switch from Cable to Discs without fumbling with a couple of remotes, etc. Here's a low-quality copy of a video we made today of some high-quality snow. The DVD looks great on Mom's tv. Trust us. We are test driving it in our bedroom first.
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Sunday, the Jerdees and Rolfsruds journeyed to the site, owned by the city of Fort Myers. In what was to be a museum-like experience that should only hold the long attention of Al and Virgil, the day actually worked out well for Becky and Becky. (It did not hurt that there was a shop on the premises to occupy BLR's interest.) BJ was quite impressed with the enormity of Edison's influence on not only inventions (over 1,000 patents), but his extensive and successful business interests that resulted.
Beyond his prodigious mechanical renderings, Edison was seriously interested in botany. He planted a great number of species imported from all over the world on his property. We began our journey with lunch at the Banyan Cafe (see photo), named for the largest banyan tree in the continental USA. It was planted a century ago from a cutting from a tree in Africa brought by Firestone for his friend Edison. The local tree currently covers an acre. Its mother tree now covers 14 acres.
Quite an enjoyable day for all. Al and Virgil, always the gentlemen, cut short their meanderings to relieve BLR of her duty to sit and wait in the Florida warmth among flora and fauna, feeling the gentle ocean breezes on her face. One can only take so much of that torment!
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
Grandpa dropped his newspaper and ran to the kitchen, as he always does when summoned by his granddaughter's urgent sounding voice.
Look! Obama! Obama!
Sure enough, our next president, Emily's first president-elect, was on the screen.
We wonder if she'll remember this day.
Moments ago we received an excited phone call from Ingeborg Wessel, a 65-year-old friend from Hannover, Germany, where much of the populace has been up all night watching the returns and were now celebrating.
We hosted her son at Chaska High in the 80s and she visited us in subsequent years (photo, left). She loves America.
"What a wonderful day," she gushed to a surprised Kathleen as she scrambled our breakfast eggs. "We think of Americans much." Obama drew 200,000 when he appeared in Germany and she, and 78 percent of Germany, are big fans.
Remarkable communications. And her English ain't bad for a foreigner.