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Life is Like a Roll of Toilet Paper ....

the nearer the end....

the quicker it goes.

(at least, that's my observation.)

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Contentment and Friendship

Apparently Abraham Lincoln said
'My Best Friend is a person who will give me a book I have not read.'

Today I went to Barnes and Noble to find a book I wanted and which the library did not have.
The bookstore is a place in which I find utter contentment, especially when I have gift certificates from friends - allowing me to buy whatever strikes my fancy.
I've always been a reader.  I can't remember a time when I didn't have my nose in a book.
When I was a kid we didn't have a library near by.  In fact, it was a long time before I ever set foot in a library - didn't know there was such a thing.  I remember, as an 8th grader, walking in to the library of the high school I was to attend.  I still feel the thrill I felt that day - all those books!  And all at my disposal.  And then the realization that I might not live long enough to read them all.  I didn't go to that highschool right away - but a year later, I began my quest to read as many as I could fit into the next three years.
My Great-Aunt Anna had a couple of book cases in her home.  They were full of an assortment of books - most published before the turn of that century.  I read every one of them.  I still recall one called "Freckles" about a young man and his adventures.
Our church had a bookcase in the basement where the Sunday School classes took place.  I read every one of those books too.  One of my favorites had to do with early days football.  It didn't matter the topic of a book.  What mattered to me was that there was magic between the covers.  There were worlds to discover.  There were other people having all kinds of thoughts and dreams that I could come to know.
Thank you to all those authors out there who have written me to other places, other times, other thoughts.  And thank you to the friends who have given me the gift of books.

Friday, September 16, 2011

Yum!

Many years ago so-called "common sense" took over, and I no longer ordered out, nor made at home, most fried foods.  When others were buying the fry-daddy gizmoes, I was researching non-fat, low cholesterol meals.  And I was busy patting myself on the back, too!
Last night I made the most yummy dinner!  Shrimp, dipped in a beer batter and then rolled in coconut and fried.
They were huge, so we only had some corn as a side.
And then I patted myself on the back again.  Proudly.  But I won't tell the Dr. !!!

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

On Being Welsh

Just a quick thought on being Welsh - saw this old newpaper article from up in the area of my Welsh roots in Pennsylvania:
"Mr. Evan Jones married Miss Elizabeth Jones.  Performed by Rev. Thomas Thomas."
Seriously?

Monday, September 5, 2011

Summer's End

I won't kid you.
I hate the end of summer.
I always have.
I mean - I love autumn.  I even have a liking - on good days - for winter.
But I hate to see the end of summer.
I hate knowing the pool won't be there for almost 10 months.  Even if I don't go - I want to know I have that option.
So I knew I'd have to write about that.
And I knew I needed some pictures to post along with my declaration of my hatred of the end of summer.
So my trusty roll and I went to the pool for the last hurrah today.
Nope, didn't put it into a bag.
Just popped it under my arm and off I went.
I think TP hates the end of summer too.


LOOK CLOSELY - I ACTUALLY GOT HER TO TAKE TP UP THERE WITH HER.  HE DID NOT, HOWEVER, MAKE THE DIVE!


PATHETIC - ISN'T HE?  JUST SITTING THERE, DREAMING OF SUMMER DAYS TO COME.
So what my family is now known as the family of the toilet paper lady....I had to make a statement...and I have.
Happy September folks.  And to those going back to school tomorrow...God bless - have a great year!  See you in June.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

History

 Almighty God We make our earnest prayer that Thou will keep the United States in Thy holy protection....
 We had planned on taking grandson Larry to Hope NJ to see the graves of his ancestors and to begin to fill in his family history book.  However, having talked to someone in the area, I discovered the area is still recovering from the storm Irene, so we went, instead, to Valley Forge.  There were McCays who fought at Valley Forge, and as Larry loves history, we thought it a good alternative.  Above you see the two Larrys in front of a display of a bear type, the Giant Short Faced Bear, which once populated our area.  It became extinct about 12,000 years ago.  I, for one, am glad we don't see this fellow wandering our woods anymore!  Odd side note:  came home, had dinner, clicked on the tv and there to my wondering eyes, a special on the above mentioned bear - a bear I'd never heard of before!  What are the odds? 
 Our guide, Doug, was very informative - presenting the Civilian perspective on the war.  While he did touch upon the soldiers and their lives at Valley Forge, we mostly heard about the impact the war and the presence of the soldiers had upon the farmers upon whose land the encampment grew.  My own respect for General Washington was raised even higher hearing how he was burdened to not only run the campaign against the English, but a campaign to keep civilian sympathies with the American Patriots.  His was an almost endless battle on all sides, attempting to control the actions of his soldiers on and off the battlefield.


 About 12 soldiers shared the small cabins built from local trees and mud.
 Field bake oven.





 The last couple of times we have been to Valley Forge, the George Washington Chapel Cabin Shop was closed.  Allow me to tell you what a treat it is when opened!  $5 will buy you a wonderful sandwich of homemade chicken or tuna salad on either wheat or potato bread, attended by a side of coleslaw, chips or carrots.  If that weren't enough to tempt, there are homemade goodies including pie, shoo-fly cake $1, large cookies $1, brownies, pound cake, and many mini loaf breads.  There is also a section of home canned goodies!
 I picked up a couple of souvenirs for my friend Pat in South Africa and as I paid for same, I discovered one of the ladies working there was from South Africa!  We had quite a conversation and it never ceases to amaze me how the mention of So. Africa almost always results in a similar conversation!
 The Washington Memorial Chapel, on private property within the park.  It has an active congregation - the Cabin Shop is solely run by volunteers from the church.  The gorgeous interior of the chapel honors George Washington's service to his country, and also many, many others who have performed such service.
The beautiful carillon bells fill the valley with the most moving music go here  Bells
 The Justice Bell, a copy of the Liberty Bell with the addition of "establish Justice" to the inscription, was used between 1915 and 1920 to call attention to and gain support for the campaign for women's suffrage. The bell's casting was commissioned by Chester County's Katharine Wentworth Ruschenberger, an active member of the National Woman Suffrage Association, which later became the League of Woman Voters. The clapper was chained to its side silencing the 2,000 pound bell.






 Grieving Mothers, also known as Sacrifice and Devotion, was executed by Bela Lyon Pratt in 1914. The bronze kneeling woman is dedicated to the mothers of the nation and in memory of Henrietta Armitt (brown) Heckscher, who died in child birth on June 11, 1912. The piece, which sits in enclosed garden of the Cloisters of the Colonies, was commissioned by Stevens Heckscher, the husband of Henrietta Heckscher.





 The oldest known picture of Washington's Headquarters - from - I believe - around 1860's.
 Current building