Another lovely day. We had rain last night. I didn't hear it but there was enough that it even left a few puddles on the roadway. Very Welcome and we could use much more.
Loren and Mary did come by this afternoon and we had a catch up visit. They have moved three times since we heard from them last. Dick has their e-mail so we will hopefully be able to keep in touch from now on. They are now living in a remodeled farm house with three acres or so with her parents. They seem very happy as they always have been. They spent two years in St. Louis, Mary wanted to live somewhere warmer and was able to get a transfer within her company. They moved back to the Appleton area about 4 years ago. Boy time goes fast. Anyway, it was good to see them.
Dick and I left early this morning, had breakfast at Perkins (I got my raspberry muffin) and then proceeded on to Wingert's for corn so we could get out of Sheboygan Falls well before the Falls Fest parade. With the parade AND the torn up streets it would have been a nightmare.
The Packers were rotten last night. The only good thing about the evening was that I finished sewing the binding on a quilt that I have been working on for a couple of years now. It has a lot of greens and yellows and is bound and sashed in brown. Quite cheerful.
Tomorrow, Jim and Bobbie and I will go pistol shooting. Good thing. League starts in a couple of weeks and we haven't done much shooting for a while. Going to lose our edge if we don't get out there.
"May the blessing of light be with you -
light outside and light within."
Love
Mary
Saturday, August 27, 2005
Friday, August 26, 2005
A beautiful day. Not too hot, not too cool. Chelsea woke me up at 5:30AM. A little surprising. I tried to ignore her and go back to sleep but she persisted so I had to get up. This meant that I was very tired around two o'clock so I took a nap.
We found out that Loren and Mary Sperry are going to be in Sheboygan tomorrow, so Dick called Loren. Mary Sperry introduced Dick and me 20 some years ago. She and I worked at United Savings and Loan, now M&I Bank. I was a single mom at the time and mentioned that it would be nice to have someone just to go to the work parties and things like that so I wouldn't be alone. It was getting close to Christmas. She mentioned that her husband had a friend who was also single and offered to introduce us. She was a nervious wreck for years and swore she would NEVER again set anyone up because it was just too much responsibility. Dick said that when they come we should tell them that things just aren't working out and that we only stayed together for these 19 years for their sake. Isn't he silly?
Anyway, they are coming over tomorrow afternoon about 4:30 for and hour or so. We would have liked to have them over for dinner, but they are expected at her sister's so we will just have a visit. It will be good to see them. I think it has been 8 to 10 years.
I have been writing lyrics for the Celtic Mass for a song we want to sing at the Communion. I (the worrier) ended up writing three sets because I couldn't quite decide which theme would be best. This is the one my Choir Director felt fits the best.
LAMENT
Maker, Father, Creator of life
When we follow the road you have shown
It will lead to the end of all strife
Where we’ll dwell in your glory as home
Jesus, Brother, the Message of love,
You walked among us and died as we must.
Lead us safely to heaven above
And be ever the one we can trust
Spirit, teacher, who makes all so clear
Imbue in us love, faith and peace
Be our courage in conflict and fear
Be our wisdom in this troubled place.
Blessed Trinity- three yet one God
Leaves of shamrock remind us of you
Circle us with the shield of your love
And send us out to witness for you
Have a nice weekend. Except for the visit, it will be quiet around here.
Love
Mary
We found out that Loren and Mary Sperry are going to be in Sheboygan tomorrow, so Dick called Loren. Mary Sperry introduced Dick and me 20 some years ago. She and I worked at United Savings and Loan, now M&I Bank. I was a single mom at the time and mentioned that it would be nice to have someone just to go to the work parties and things like that so I wouldn't be alone. It was getting close to Christmas. She mentioned that her husband had a friend who was also single and offered to introduce us. She was a nervious wreck for years and swore she would NEVER again set anyone up because it was just too much responsibility. Dick said that when they come we should tell them that things just aren't working out and that we only stayed together for these 19 years for their sake. Isn't he silly?
Anyway, they are coming over tomorrow afternoon about 4:30 for and hour or so. We would have liked to have them over for dinner, but they are expected at her sister's so we will just have a visit. It will be good to see them. I think it has been 8 to 10 years.
I have been writing lyrics for the Celtic Mass for a song we want to sing at the Communion. I (the worrier) ended up writing three sets because I couldn't quite decide which theme would be best. This is the one my Choir Director felt fits the best.
LAMENT
Maker, Father, Creator of life
When we follow the road you have shown
It will lead to the end of all strife
Where we’ll dwell in your glory as home
Jesus, Brother, the Message of love,
You walked among us and died as we must.
Lead us safely to heaven above
And be ever the one we can trust
Spirit, teacher, who makes all so clear
Imbue in us love, faith and peace
Be our courage in conflict and fear
Be our wisdom in this troubled place.
Blessed Trinity- three yet one God
Leaves of shamrock remind us of you
Circle us with the shield of your love
And send us out to witness for you
Have a nice weekend. Except for the visit, it will be quiet around here.
Love
Mary
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Last night, my friend Jim Wilfahrt called me. He is a member of Sheboygan Falls Conservation Club where I shoot trap with Rosalie during their summer league. I had to leave the bustup party on Monday before they gave out the trophies because of a meeting. Jim called to tell me that I have won the most improved shooter award. I am really excited. This shooting award, I really feel that I earned and it makes me feel that there is hope. He will bring it to church on Sunday morning. We are both going to the 8:00AM Mass. Wow, is that cool, or what!!!
Kind of an eventful day. This morning Dick and I went grocery shopping and did several other errands.
Sam's funeral was at 11:00AM. As I said I was priviledged to be asked to carry up the gifts and to be a eucharistic minister so felt that I was able to send Sam off in style. A friend of Sam's, Joe Couch, I believe, spoke of him during the servide. He said two things that I felt were really special.
One: He worked with Sam. He spoke first of Sam's integrity and work ethics. Then he said that when Sam retired because of his illness in June, the company had to replace him. Joe said that after a time they realized that there was no way to replace Sam. They have found someone who can do his job. But - noone can replace Sam.
Two: Sam LOVED to eat. Sam especially enjoyed dessert and always kept his fork. His life was like that. He relished and loved his life, his God, his family, his work. But he hung onto his fork and now he is enjoying the dessert. Joe reminded us all to "Hang on to your fork."
Love
Mary
Kind of an eventful day. This morning Dick and I went grocery shopping and did several other errands.
Sam's funeral was at 11:00AM. As I said I was priviledged to be asked to carry up the gifts and to be a eucharistic minister so felt that I was able to send Sam off in style. A friend of Sam's, Joe Couch, I believe, spoke of him during the servide. He said two things that I felt were really special.
One: He worked with Sam. He spoke first of Sam's integrity and work ethics. Then he said that when Sam retired because of his illness in June, the company had to replace him. Joe said that after a time they realized that there was no way to replace Sam. They have found someone who can do his job. But - noone can replace Sam.
Two: Sam LOVED to eat. Sam especially enjoyed dessert and always kept his fork. His life was like that. He relished and loved his life, his God, his family, his work. But he hung onto his fork and now he is enjoying the dessert. Joe reminded us all to "Hang on to your fork."
Love
Mary
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Mother had her hearing aid cleaned and her ears checked this morning and then Dick an I took her to lunch. We went to Perkins. None of us had been there since they rebuilt after the fire. They have probably been reopened for at least a year, maybe two. It was good but I was hungry for tuna and they don't have tuna. Dick and I both had turkey clubs which were really delicious.
Tomorrow, we go grocery shopping in the morning and then I will be going to Sam Allison's funeral at 11:00AM. I did go to the viewing for a few minutes this evening. I felt I should. The funeral parlor now does a video collage of pictures provided by the family and then backed with music. The Allison Family had a series of pictures of Sam's life set to Danny Boy. Very nice.
I made macaroni salad and bars to take for the funeral lunch.
This came to me through e mail and impressed me. I hope you like it too.
Running Through The Rain…
A CHILDS PERSPECTIVE
A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Wal-Mart. She must have been 6-years-old, this beautiful red-haired, freckle-faced image of innocence. It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout.
We all stood there under the awning and just inside the door of the Wal-Mart. We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day.
I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child come pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.
The little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in.
"Mom, let’s run through the rain," she said.
"What?" Mom asked.
"Let‘s run through the rain!" She repeated gleefully.
"No, honey. We’ll wait until it slows down a bit," Mom replied. This young child waited about another minute and repeated
"Mom, let’s run through the rain,"
"We’ll get soaked if we do," Her mother replied.
"No, we won’t, Mom. That’s not what you said this morning," the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom’s arm.
"This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?"
"Don’t you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, ‘If God can get us through this, he can get us through anything!"
The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I promise you, you couldn’t hear anything but the rain. We all stood silently. No one came or left in the next few minutes. Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say. Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child’s’ life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.
"Honey, you are absolutely right. Let’s run through the rain. If GOD let’s us get wet, well maybe we just needed washing," Mom said.
Then off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They held their shopping bags over their heads just in case. They got soaked. But they were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars. And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.
We all can use a little washing sometimes.
I made a new kind of bar today too - Banana Chocolate Chip
They were really easy.
3/4 cup margerine
2/3 cup sugar
2/3 cup brown sugar
1 tsp vanilla
1 egg
2 smashed bananas
2 cups flour
1 tsp baking powder
1 cup chocolate chips
Cream margerine and sugars. Add vanilla and eggs. Then stir in the flour mixture and the banana. Blend in the chips and bake in a greased 9x9x3 pan at 350 for 25 minutes. Cool and cut into squares.
enjoy
Mary
1/2 tsp sale
Tomorrow, we go grocery shopping in the morning and then I will be going to Sam Allison's funeral at 11:00AM. I did go to the viewing for a few minutes this evening. I felt I should. The funeral parlor now does a video collage of pictures provided by the family and then backed with music. The Allison Family had a series of pictures of Sam's life set to Danny Boy. Very nice.
I made macaroni salad and bars to take for the funeral lunch.
This came to me through e mail and impressed me. I hope you like it too.
Running Through The Rain…
A CHILDS PERSPECTIVE
A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Wal-Mart. She must have been 6-years-old, this beautiful red-haired, freckle-faced image of innocence. It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout.
We all stood there under the awning and just inside the door of the Wal-Mart. We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day.
I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child come pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.
The little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in.
"Mom, let’s run through the rain," she said.
"What?" Mom asked.
"Let‘s run through the rain!" She repeated gleefully.
"No, honey. We’ll wait until it slows down a bit," Mom replied. This young child waited about another minute and repeated
"Mom, let’s run through the rain,"
"We’ll get soaked if we do," Her mother replied.
"No, we won’t, Mom. That’s not what you said this morning," the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom’s arm.
"This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?"
"Don’t you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, ‘If God can get us through this, he can get us through anything!"
The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I promise you, you couldn’t hear anything but the rain. We all stood silently. No one came or left in the next few minutes. Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say. Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child’s’ life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.
"Honey, you are absolutely right. Let’s run through the rain. If GOD let’s us get wet, well maybe we just needed washing," Mom said.
Then off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They held their shopping bags over their heads just in case. They got soaked. But they were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars. And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.
We all can use a little washing sometimes.
I made a new kind of bar today too - Banana Chocolate Chip
They were really easy.
3/4 cup margerine
2/3 cup sugar
2/3 cup brown sugar
1 tsp vanilla
1 egg
2 smashed bananas
2 cups flour
1 tsp baking powder
1 cup chocolate chips
Cream margerine and sugars. Add vanilla and eggs. Then stir in the flour mixture and the banana. Blend in the chips and bake in a greased 9x9x3 pan at 350 for 25 minutes. Cool and cut into squares.
enjoy
Mary
1/2 tsp sale
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Shopping and a hair cut today. Aside from that I was able to just spend the day catching up. I had to sew some strips on a quilt backing to enlarge it. I am having Brenda Ottman from Sheboygan Falls do the machine assembly of the pinwheel quilt top that I made last year in a Quilt Guild class. It was the class that I invited Barbara to go with me just before they left for Oklahoma. I think I will hang it in the hall when I get it back. It is colorful and very pretty. I am entering it along with the spider in the Quilt Show next month.
Dick and I will actually be on our Washington Trip and coming back the evening of the show, but Mary Yurk, my neighbor said she would take and pick up the quilts for me. I took hers last year for her. We do share.
Tomorrow I will be taking Mother to the Dr. Nytes to have her hearing aid cleaned and checked and will take her out for lunch. If Dick sleeps well enough he is going with us. Mother would really like that and so will he if he is rested. It is just as well she gets it checked before Labor Day. George and Betsy (who is already here spending time with her mother, Dorothy) and Nora and Leif along with Britt and Stenn will all be here and Donna is hosting a party on the 4th for everybody. I must remember to call Donna to find out what she wants me to bring.
Tomorrow I need to bake bars and make a salad to take to Sam Allison's funeral lunch. The funeral will be on Thursday at 11:00AM. Sue asked if I would present the gifts with a couple of other ladies who were close to Sam. And if I would be a eucharistic minister. I am truly honored to be part of Sam's sending. Soon Sue and their children can rest.
Have a special day tomorrow. The weather is so pleasant and bearable.
Below is a 'List Poem' that I wrote. I learned this technique in an afternoon class at the UW Sheboygan.
COMFORT FOOD
Fresh bread baking in the oven.
Grilled cheese dripping in butter.
Prepared – smashed and cooked
On a griddle that is black with burned grease and cheese.
Rhubarb, fresh from the backyard
Eaten raw, dipped in a cup of sugar.
Fresh apple pie (hot OR cold) big juicy slabs.
Meatloaf!!!
Prepared with LOTS of onion, (Because that's how Dad liked it.)
Chocolate Éclairs with homemade custard filling
A dozen.
One for everyone - one extra to fight over.
Corn on the cob, slathered with butter and salted.
Contest! Who can eat the most.
Creamed Egg on Toast for supper during Lent
Poured liberally over Mom's homemade white bread toasted and slathered with Oleo.
Talk about creamed.
How about creamed kohlrabi, creamed cabbage, creamed green beans?
How come we didn't die from all the fat?
Friday Chile in an age of meatless Fridays
Horror of horrors, Mom softened the onions with bacon grease.
Meat on Friday?
Will we all go to hell?
Love
Mary
Dick and I will actually be on our Washington Trip and coming back the evening of the show, but Mary Yurk, my neighbor said she would take and pick up the quilts for me. I took hers last year for her. We do share.
Tomorrow I will be taking Mother to the Dr. Nytes to have her hearing aid cleaned and checked and will take her out for lunch. If Dick sleeps well enough he is going with us. Mother would really like that and so will he if he is rested. It is just as well she gets it checked before Labor Day. George and Betsy (who is already here spending time with her mother, Dorothy) and Nora and Leif along with Britt and Stenn will all be here and Donna is hosting a party on the 4th for everybody. I must remember to call Donna to find out what she wants me to bring.
Tomorrow I need to bake bars and make a salad to take to Sam Allison's funeral lunch. The funeral will be on Thursday at 11:00AM. Sue asked if I would present the gifts with a couple of other ladies who were close to Sam. And if I would be a eucharistic minister. I am truly honored to be part of Sam's sending. Soon Sue and their children can rest.
Have a special day tomorrow. The weather is so pleasant and bearable.
Below is a 'List Poem' that I wrote. I learned this technique in an afternoon class at the UW Sheboygan.
COMFORT FOOD
Fresh bread baking in the oven.
Grilled cheese dripping in butter.
Prepared – smashed and cooked
On a griddle that is black with burned grease and cheese.
Rhubarb, fresh from the backyard
Eaten raw, dipped in a cup of sugar.
Fresh apple pie (hot OR cold) big juicy slabs.
Meatloaf!!!
Prepared with LOTS of onion, (Because that's how Dad liked it.)
Chocolate Éclairs with homemade custard filling
A dozen.
One for everyone - one extra to fight over.
Corn on the cob, slathered with butter and salted.
Contest! Who can eat the most.
Creamed Egg on Toast for supper during Lent
Poured liberally over Mom's homemade white bread toasted and slathered with Oleo.
Talk about creamed.
How about creamed kohlrabi, creamed cabbage, creamed green beans?
How come we didn't die from all the fat?
Friday Chile in an age of meatless Fridays
Horror of horrors, Mom softened the onions with bacon grease.
Meat on Friday?
Will we all go to hell?
Love
Mary
Shopping and a hair cut today. Aside from that I was able to just spend the day catching up. I had to sew some strips on a quilt backing to enlarge it. I am having Brenda Ottman from Sheboygan Falls do the machine assembly of the pinwheel quilt top that I made last year in a Quilt Guild class. It was the class that I invited Barbara to go with me just before they left for Oklahoma. I think I will hang it in the hall when I get it back. It is colorful and very pretty. I am entering it along with the spider in the Quilt Show next month.
Dick and I will actually be on our Washington Trip and coming back the evening of the show, but Mary Yurk, my neighbor said she would take and pick up the quilts for me. I took hers last year for her. We do share.
Tomorrow I will be taking Mother to the Dr. Nytes to have her hearing aid cleaned and checked and will take her out for lunch. If Dick sleeps well enough he is going with us. Mother would really like that and so will he if he is rested. It is just as well she gets it checked before Labor Day. George and Betsy (who is already here spending time with her mother, Dorothy) and Nora and Leif along with Britt and Stenn will all be here and Donna is hosting a party on the 4th for everybody. I must remember to call Donna to find out what she wants me to bring.
Tomorrow I need to bake bars and make a salad to take to Sam Allison's funeral lunch. The funeral will be on Thursday at 11:00AM. Sue asked if I would present the gifts with a couple of other ladies who were close to Sam. And if I would be a eucharistic minister. I am truly honored to be part of Sam's sending. Soon Sue and their children can rest.
Have a special day tomorrow. The weather is so pleasant and bearable.
Below is a 'List Poem' that I wrote. I learned this technique in an afternoon class at the UW Sheboygan.
COMFORT FOOD
Fresh bread baking in the oven.
Grilled cheese dripping in butter.
Prepared – smashed and cooked
On a griddle that is black with burned grease and cheese.
Rhubarb, fresh from the backyard
Eaten raw, dipped in a cup of sugar.
Fresh apple pie (hot OR cold) big juicy slabs.
Meatloaf!!!
Prepared with LOTS of onion, (Because that's how Dad liked it.)
Chocolate Éclairs with homemade custard filling
A dozen.
One for everyone - one extra to fight over.
Corn on the cob, slathered with butter and salted.
Contest! Who can eat the most.
Creamed Egg on Toast for supper during Lent
Poured liberally over Mom's homemade white bread toasted and slathered with Oleo.
Talk about creamed.
How about creamed kohlrabi, creamed cabbage, creamed green beans?
How come we didn't die from all the fat?
Friday Chile in an age of meatless Fridays
Horror of horrors, Mom softened the onions with bacon grease.
Meat on Friday?
Will we all go to hell?
Love
Mary
Dick and I will actually be on our Washington Trip and coming back the evening of the show, but Mary Yurk, my neighbor said she would take and pick up the quilts for me. I took hers last year for her. We do share.
Tomorrow I will be taking Mother to the Dr. Nytes to have her hearing aid cleaned and checked and will take her out for lunch. If Dick sleeps well enough he is going with us. Mother would really like that and so will he if he is rested. It is just as well she gets it checked before Labor Day. George and Betsy (who is already here spending time with her mother, Dorothy) and Nora and Leif along with Britt and Stenn will all be here and Donna is hosting a party on the 4th for everybody. I must remember to call Donna to find out what she wants me to bring.
Tomorrow I need to bake bars and make a salad to take to Sam Allison's funeral lunch. The funeral will be on Thursday at 11:00AM. Sue asked if I would present the gifts with a couple of other ladies who were close to Sam. And if I would be a eucharistic minister. I am truly honored to be part of Sam's sending. Soon Sue and their children can rest.
Have a special day tomorrow. The weather is so pleasant and bearable.
Below is a 'List Poem' that I wrote. I learned this technique in an afternoon class at the UW Sheboygan.
COMFORT FOOD
Fresh bread baking in the oven.
Grilled cheese dripping in butter.
Prepared – smashed and cooked
On a griddle that is black with burned grease and cheese.
Rhubarb, fresh from the backyard
Eaten raw, dipped in a cup of sugar.
Fresh apple pie (hot OR cold) big juicy slabs.
Meatloaf!!!
Prepared with LOTS of onion, (Because that's how Dad liked it.)
Chocolate Éclairs with homemade custard filling
A dozen.
One for everyone - one extra to fight over.
Corn on the cob, slathered with butter and salted.
Contest! Who can eat the most.
Creamed Egg on Toast for supper during Lent
Poured liberally over Mom's homemade white bread toasted and slathered with Oleo.
Talk about creamed.
How about creamed kohlrabi, creamed cabbage, creamed green beans?
How come we didn't die from all the fat?
Friday Chile in an age of meatless Fridays
Horror of horrors, Mom softened the onions with bacon grease.
Meat on Friday?
Will we all go to hell?
Love
Mary
Monday, August 22, 2005
I came home from the bust-up party at Sheboygan Falls Conservation Club and the Celtic Faire meeting to find a football pregame, Dallas vs Seattle. It is half time now and Dallas is ahead 10/7. Pretty close actually. It seems generally too hot for football though the weather this evening is in the low 60s. I put a long sleeved shirt on while sitting outside at the bust up.
We were served the greatest beans I have had in a long time. They also served potato salad and steak sandwiches. Nice evening. It is always a nice social event.
Celtic Faire is coming along. The committees seem to have everything in order.
I haven't had to cook since Friday. Hope I remember how. The leftovers are finally used up, so I have no choice.
A friend died on Saturday night. Sam had cancer and it had gone into his brain. The funeral will be on Thursday. Sam was a good man and was an example of how to die with joy, trust in the Lord and dignity. His family will miss him and so will those of us who knew him. Pray for his family and let let the earth rest easy over him so that his soul speed up and off to God.
Mary
We were served the greatest beans I have had in a long time. They also served potato salad and steak sandwiches. Nice evening. It is always a nice social event.
Celtic Faire is coming along. The committees seem to have everything in order.
I haven't had to cook since Friday. Hope I remember how. The leftovers are finally used up, so I have no choice.
A friend died on Saturday night. Sam had cancer and it had gone into his brain. The funeral will be on Thursday. Sam was a good man and was an example of how to die with joy, trust in the Lord and dignity. His family will miss him and so will those of us who knew him. Pray for his family and let let the earth rest easy over him so that his soul speed up and off to God.
Mary
Sunday, August 21, 2005
The past two days were a real adventure for me. I saw SO many people that I only get to see at these events. A big surprise was that The Green Fields of America had a reunion of some sort and both Jimmy and Robbie were there. I have pictures. I didn't know until today or I might have gone to see them both days. Probably just as good as then I would have missed Barley Bree. This is the first time THEY had appeared together for 12 years and they still sound great.
Tom Sweeney of Barley Bree was invited to the White House by Clinton to sing his Anthem for the Children. Quite fun for him. He described being picked up in a limo and traveling on an Airforce plane. He was letting us know how our tax money is or at least was being spent.
Suzi, Dick's niece, went with me on Saturday. This was her introduction to the Irish. She seemed to like it all and bought a Gaelic Storm CD. We watched Liam Clancy and went to the back of the tent where I was able to catch up with him and FINALLY tell him how much I enjoyed his book. The last time he was there was the year after 9/11 and the security was tough. The guards got so nasty I just forgot about it.
I was also able to connect with Cindy Matyi, the Celtic artist from Cincinati, and Maureen Smith from Chicago. Saw several people from Sheboygan County including Steve Naffin, our previous choir director and Bob Flemming, Sheboygan's Celtic artist.
Altogether a very satisfying two days.
Hazel, Dick's sister, stayed home. She is about Mom's age and feels about the same way Mom does about those events. She knows she would like it but would just get too tired. We had time to visit however and she is doing very well. They have a very shy kitty. I slept in Hazel's bed and during the night, I think Kitty (her real name) forgot herself and thought Hazel was there. I felt kitty feet on me. I didn't think too much about it until they left right away without waiting for a cuddle. She realized that I was not Hazel and I realized that I was not home.
Have a great week.
Mary
Tom Sweeney of Barley Bree was invited to the White House by Clinton to sing his Anthem for the Children. Quite fun for him. He described being picked up in a limo and traveling on an Airforce plane. He was letting us know how our tax money is or at least was being spent.
Suzi, Dick's niece, went with me on Saturday. This was her introduction to the Irish. She seemed to like it all and bought a Gaelic Storm CD. We watched Liam Clancy and went to the back of the tent where I was able to catch up with him and FINALLY tell him how much I enjoyed his book. The last time he was there was the year after 9/11 and the security was tough. The guards got so nasty I just forgot about it.
I was also able to connect with Cindy Matyi, the Celtic artist from Cincinati, and Maureen Smith from Chicago. Saw several people from Sheboygan County including Steve Naffin, our previous choir director and Bob Flemming, Sheboygan's Celtic artist.
Altogether a very satisfying two days.
Hazel, Dick's sister, stayed home. She is about Mom's age and feels about the same way Mom does about those events. She knows she would like it but would just get too tired. We had time to visit however and she is doing very well. They have a very shy kitty. I slept in Hazel's bed and during the night, I think Kitty (her real name) forgot herself and thought Hazel was there. I felt kitty feet on me. I didn't think too much about it until they left right away without waiting for a cuddle. She realized that I was not Hazel and I realized that I was not home.
Have a great week.
Mary
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