Rummikub extravaganza

Sat., October 12, 2002 - Dolores brought bananas and milk.  They were on sale at Hy-Vee & I paid her for them.  We haven't played Rummikub this week - she has had a very sore leg - almost sounds like the sciatica I used to have.  Greta called in p.m.
Sun., October 13, 2002 - Nancy & I went to Mary's church -- All Saints Lutheran.  We had dinner at KFC's.  Went to Penney's & I bought a fall weight coat.  Then to apartment -- took a nap -- then showered & then 2 games of Rummikub.
Mon., October 14, 2002 - Bill came at 11:00.  We went to a restaurant & met Jenny & Patty.  We had lunch & then Patty & Jenny went shopping & Bill took me to the dental school at the university. Impressions were taken for both upper & lower dentures.  Bill & I played several games of Rummikub.  In evening I played cards & won 3 games.

Grandma and Dolores might not have played Rummikub lately but it looks like Grandma got her fill over the next couple of days.  And of course she paid for her bananas and milk.  We wouldn't imagine it any other way, would we?

In honor of Dorothy Jo's birthday earlier this week, here's a photo of her place I've always liked.  Simple, but as I recall she was showing the other ladies some of her flowers and I happened to catch this picture.

Back home again

Mon., August 10, 1936 - Dora had a bath.  All of us shopped, went sight-seeing and visited with Aunt Kate.  Iny & I packed our clothes tonite and went to bed early.
Tues., August 11, 1936 - Left at 2:40 this a.m.  Had breakfast in Sidney, Iowa.  Stopped in Omaha an hour.  We had dinner at Olga's.  Had watermelon at Carrie's.  I got home at 5:45.  Howard came a little later.  He has been bailing straw.
Wed., August 12, 1936 - Howard bailing again today.  I went into town before dinner to see Mom. Stayed all afternoon.

I sure would be interested to know what sight-seeing they did, but there's no one to ask anymore.

Here's a little bit of information on Sidney, Iowa from my favorite go-to site, wikipedia:

     Sidney is in Fremont County, Iowa. The population was 1,138 at the 2010 census. It is the county seat of Fremont County and is one of the smallest county seats in Iowa.  It was laid out in 1851 and was originally to be named Dayton. The surveyors were boarding with the Milton Richards family. Richards wife suggested they rename the city for her hometown of Sidney, Ohio.  The Sidney Iowa Championship Rodeo operated by American Legion Post No. 128 since 1924 claims to be the world's largest continuous outdoor rodeo and one of the world's largest rodeos with around 38,000 visitors each year.  The event is held in late July/early August.

Even little towns have people that go on to big things.  Sidney can claim John Scott Redd:

     John Scott Redd (born September 10, 1944) was a vice admiral of the United States Navy, and afterward the first Senate-confirmed Director of the National Counterterrorism Center, serving from 2005 until 2007.  According to David Martin at the CBS Evening News, "Scott Redd may be the most important person you've never heard of."  He is also the past President of the Naval Academy Class of 1966 and has served on the advisory boards of several non-profit organizations. An avid amateur radio operator, Redd has won twelve world championships and nine national championships.

And that's all I have for that.

I learned how to property credit a photo (I think), and here it is for the county courthouse, above: 

By JERRYE & ROY KLOTZ MD - Own work, CC BY-SA 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=22698424

Monopoly disrupted

Fri., August 7, 1936 - Just had a hot pack today as I had a funny pain in my chest.  Rained most of the day.  Tonite we were invited by our foot doctors Hazel Linard and Dorothy Masters to play Monopoly with them.  We were just nicely started when we had to go home because they had a call to fix a lady's sprained ankle.
Sat., August 8, 1936 - Iny took her last bath yesterday.  She read while I took mine.  We went to a beauty shop this p.m. and had our hair shampooed and waved.  We didn't like the place very well.
Sun., August 9, 1936 - I took my last bath today. Carrie Sweet, Dora & Olga came down today to visit Aunt Kate.  They persuaded us girls to wait until Tuesday and go home then when they do.

Ah, Monopoly.  The creator of family feuds and angry board-flipping incidents.  But, still fun.  Here's what wikipedia had to say about the game's history.  Interestingly, it appears it was still very new when Grandma and her group were attempting to play.

"The board game Monopoly has its origins in the early 20th century. The earliest known version of Monopoly, known as The Landlord's Game, was designed by an American, Elizabeth Magie, and first patented in 1904 but existed as early as 1902.  Magie, a follower of Henry George, originally intended The Landlord's Game to illustrate the economic consequences of Ricardo's Law of Economic rent and the Georgist concepts of economic privilege and land value taxation.  A series of board games were developed from 1906 through the 1930s that involved the buying and selling of land and the development of that land. By 1933, a board game had been created much like the version of Monopoly sold by Parker Brothers and its related companies through the rest of the 20th century, and into the 21st. Several people, mostly in the Midwestern United States and near the East Coast, contributed to the game's design and evolution."

We all know what a Monopoly board looks like, so I'm sharing a page from the patent submission of its precursor. 

Told ya

Mon., August 19, 1935 - Annie came about 8:00 this a.m.  We stopped for Marian Jordan.  Today we canned 23 pints plus 16 quarts of corn and 4 quarts of apple sauce for us and 29 quarts of corn for Annie.  We had a dandy rain tonite, started about 7:00.  Stayed all night.
Tues., August 20, 1935 - Edwin brought me and the canned goods home this morning.  I canned up 3 quarts of apple pulp.  Typed again this afternoon and evening.
Wed., August 21, 1935 - Washed and waved my hair, baked bread, and canned 3 1/2 quarts of ripe cucumber pickles.  Went down town with Alma.  Howard was here when I came home.

See?  Lots of canning.  I know the basement was somewhat roomy, but it seems like they would be buried in canning jars by now.

For no particular reason, here is one of my favorite photos from a long-ago family reunion, or maybe 4th of July picnic.

Absolutely a mean mama!

November 6, 1964

Dear Mom, Dad, Grandma, and Tom,

I guess I better get busy and write a letter or I'll be getting a collect phone call.

Thanks for sending the Wayne Heralds.  I really enjoyed them as usual.

We've had some rain over the weekend.  Really soaked things up good.

No, you hadn't written that Merle was coming.  Goodness, last time I saw them Willy was just a baby.  Or did we see them when Nancy was a baby?

How does Tom like college?  Do they work him pretty hard?

Is there any news about his hearing?

Well, Gary's folks won't be coming out.  Yesterday Gary's mother had her hip operated on.  I told you that she had been having lots of trouble with her leg.  Her doctor finally told her to go to a bone specialist.  The specialist told her that it was either surgery or soon she wouldn't be walking at all.  She couldn't see being an invalid so she had the operation.  Gary's dad called last night and said that she came through it real good.  What they did was cut off the ball of the hip joint and put in a steel ball.  Then they dug out the socket.  The doctors said that she had apparently had this trouble since birth - a shallow hip socket or something like that.  Anyway she'll be in a cast for three weeks.  Sure hope this takes care of her trouble.

Hope you enjoyed your visit in Fremont.  I've been meaning to write to her, but never get it done.  The way time is flying it will probably be Christmas before I get it written.

I'm so mad.  You know those place mats I was making for Aunt Ramona?  Well after I got them hemmed, corners mitered, etc. I find that they mean to have you work on the side with just one loop. I could just scream.  So now I'm making a border on the sides.  But it sure makes me mad.

I think Dale will enjoy the Lego bricks most. He's been wanting some of them.  We got a Christmas catalog from Sears.  I looked at it and put it out of sight.  I just couldn't see listening to "I want this and this, and this."  Am I a mean old mama?  I hear enough of that from what he sees on TV.  Mary isn't too bad yet.  Guess she doesn't see anything she wants.

Gary can use socks and T-shirts for Christmas.  He wears size 12 socks.  Or maybe a sport shirt.

Gary is done with his part time job at Monroe.  Now maybe he can finish up at our other house and get it sold.

We're all just fine.  The kids are just as ornery as ever.  Right at the moment I can't think of any clever things they've said.  They're always coming up with something though.

We found a Lutheran church a little over a mile from here.  It is pretty new.  Just six years old, about 200 members, and a LCA church.  I like them real well.  The people are real nice and friendly.

Guess I better get to work.  I've got some bread ready to put in the pans.  Also some of that inevitable ironing.

Love,
Gary, Greta, Dale and Mary

Thank you for Gary's birthday present.  He hasn't bought anything yet.

What size of shirt and socks does Bill wear?  Don't know what I'll get him for Xmas.  But would like to know his size.

I got a Candy Land game for Dale for Xmas.  Did a little early shopping last night.

I am guessing the letter Mom is needing to write is to Dora.  Also, yes it is very mean to hide catalogs from kids.  Actually, I used catalogs to keep mine quiet for a bit while they studied them.

The photo is of Grandpa and Grandma Bowder, shallow hip socket and all.  I think they made a very handsome couple.

4th of July rolled around again

July 2, 2002:  Dolores came in evening -- played Rummikub.
July 3, 2002:  Mary took me to hair dresser.  Nancy came in evening and I showered.
July 4, 2002:  Nancy and I went to Winside.  Then to Ramon's place for the family picnic.  It was a wonderful day.  There were at least 48 people there.  Norris and Vicki were there.  Also Vicki's parents and her sister and husband.  They had been to Colorado for Dawn's wedding.  Mary, Mitch and Anna were there -- so was Bill.  Stayed at Greta's for the night.

That was a pretty good crowd for the 4th of July.  I still remember very distinctly the picnics out at Uncle Elmer's; mainly the new potatoes, Aunt Myrtle's raspberries, and Dora often bringing a new card game to play.  Due to being a bit of an island, age-wise, I usually hung out with the adults.  I am glad I did since that group has left and is leaving us while the ones younger than I are around to visit with now.

This photo isn't from Uncle Elmer's place, but I am betting it was from some 4th of July.  It never fails to crack me up.

Got the FEVR

"April 12, 1995:  Missed WELCA - getting ready for FEVR Fest at Hooper tomorrow.
April 13, 1995:  Dale and the kids came to Greta's last night.  We left at 8:30 for Hooper.  Pupils from Cedar Bluffs rode the train from Fremont to Hooper for a pioneer or frontier life presentation. A most enjoyable day.  Home by 4:30.  I talked and showed quilts, etc.
April 14, 1995:  Howard planted potatoes.
April 16, 1995:  Easter Sunday -- Helen asked us for dinner -- Greta and Dorothy Jo there, too."

If I remember correctly, FEVR stands for Fremont Elkhorn Valley Railroad but I am open to correction if that isn't the case.  I remember when a bunch of us went one time well before 1995.  Mitch wasn't born yet, so it was the late 1980's somewhere.  That was when the robbers on horseback overtook the train, forced it to stop, and then ran off with our conductor.  All in good fun.  I rather wished I could have been one of the robbers riding hell bent for election on a horse alongside the train -- looked like a great time.  It's also a bit of a fun time trying to get people not from Nebraska to pronounce Hooper correctly.

Here is one photo from that very day in the 1980's, not 1995.  As you can maybe see also along were Rick, Nancy, Aunt Irene and Lester.  Also Mom and Dora and Dorothy Jo and myself.  I hope I didn't forget anyone.

Dora

"March 13, 1995:  Snow just about all gone.  Went to Legion Auxiliary -- Audrey Q. took me.  Jenny called after I got home.  Dora died today.  The funeral will probably be Friday.
March 14, 1995:  Carol J. took me to Scholarship Foundation meeting tonight.
March 15, 1995:  Busy Bees met at Ruby R.'s.
March 16, 1995:  Audrey Q. brought me some material, etc. from Bess Leary.  Finished the brick patterned quilt top.
March 17, 1995:  Greta, Helen, Howard and I went to Dora's funeral in Fremont.  Left at 11:00."

As I said in an earlier post, I wish I knew more about Dora's life and adventures.  Like most everyone else in our family, she always had a smile on her face and in her heart. 

Storm at Sea

"January 19, 1995:  Sunny and thawing a little.  Much better than the foggy weather we had last week.  Lois and Linda went to Fremont to see Dora -- she took a turn for the better -- knew them and visited with them.  Started Jayme's Storm at Sea quilt.  Greta cut all the pieces for me.
January 22, 1995:  Too much ice for me to go to church.  Spent the week working on Jayme's quilt and doing some cleaning.

By my count this is the third Storm at Sea quilt Grandma made.  Well, the third in the journal I am working from right now.  I do not recall what colors were in Jayme's, but I imagine I would have seen it at some time.  It is a wonderful pattern in my opinion.  It looks like you need to be concentrating pretty well to get it all pieced properly but to a pro like Grandma it was probably a pretty tame project -- alliteration, anyone?  An internet search will bring up quite a few different variations, but the photo above is I believe close or the same as what Grandma used, although she used more monochromatic themes.  It's neat how the lines look curved when in fact they are all straight.

Cream pies!

"January 16, 1995:  Baked two cream pies -- one a birthday present for Lester.  Ted Wallingford called tonight that Dora was very sick.
January 17, 1995:  Tom called tonight.  They plan to come the 28th and 29th for my birthday.
January 18, 1995:  Went to Busy Bees Club at Ella Mae C.'s.

Every family has certain recipes that are "musts" for certain occasions.  I think cream pies would rank right up there near the top of the list with our family -- somewhere close to Omaha Potatoes.  I was an adult before I tasted cream pie, I believe.  Not that they doesn't look tasty, I just hadn't figured out what all the fuss was about and just left them for the obvious fanatics.

I had this post all ready to go yesterday, but thought I should delay until I could scan a photo of the known originator of the cream pie tradition, Maggie "Little Grandma" Iversen.  So, here she is.  I wish I could have known her. 

A tad late

"August 24, 1994:  Nancy came here in evening.  She left about 8:00 Thursday morning for Deadwood to visit Connie.
August 27, 1994:  Greta, Dorothy Jo, Helen and I went to Fremont for Dora Jensen's 96th birthday.
August 28, 1994:  Fritz S. came and visited in the morning."

It's still Sunday in 2012, right?  I missed yesterday's posting (busy with ducks, putting plastic on coop windows, helping build a table) and didn't get to my laptop much.  Then today I spent much of my time in the bathroom.  For those in the know, I will just say "SuPrep" and leave it at that.  The fun big day is tomorrow.  Then back to normal living.

Back to 1994.  I had forgotten all about Connie living in Deadwood.  It seems forever ago, but then 1994 was well, quite a while back.

I love Grandma's mentions of Dora.  I've said it before, I suppose, but I enjoyed her very much.  I wonder what happened to all of her slides.  The photo I have posted of her speaks for itself.

The Raymond Joneses

"August 22, 1993:  Bill and Jayme here for dinner.
August 24, 1993:  Raymond Jones and family came to Helen's.
August 29, 1993:  Potluck dinner at Helen's for Raymond Jones family.
September 2, 1993:  Raymond Jones went home."

Grandma back-tracks a bit in my next post, but she was kind enough to put all the Raymond Jones family stuff together.  How thoughtful.

I know I've used the photo before, it is from 1990 and has Aunt Helen in it, so . . . close enough.  I don't have anything of the Raymond Joneses scanned and ready to use.  Can't you just hear Aunt Irene giggling?  And it's a really nice shot of Aunt Helen.  Oh, shoot -- it's nice of everybody.

Dora's birthday

"August 24, 1991:  Went to see Irene in p.m.
August 28, 1991:  Helen, John, Howard and I went to Fremont to see Dora on her 93rd birthday.
September 2, 1991:  Martha, Edwin and Dorothy were here."

I know the title is about Dora, but I've picked a photo of Aunt Irene by one of Uncle Raymond's homegrown wonders.  I don't know if Aunt Irene is holding a normal-sized version of the same cactus or what, but the one against the wall is a monster.  Looks like it rather had a mind of its own as far as wanting to grow straight or not.  Other pictures taken at this same time are of Aunt Irene packing up to move -- I am guessing it was for the move back to Nebraska.

We sure do come from good stock when it comes to longevity, as evidenced here with Dora reaching 93 years young and Uncle Raymond just now turning 99.  And since we all seem to be pretty healthy at the same time, it's a good thing in my opinion.  Even when I was much younger I was taken aback by people saying that someone who died in their 70's had lived a good long life.  In my realm of personal experience, long equals 90 or better.  I had a genealogy researcher question my birth and death dates for Grandpa Wiseman because "people just didn't live to be that old back then".  I guess he has had a different realm of personal experience, so I tried not to be too insulted by his challenge.

Snow and more quilting

"November 27, 1990:  Rain, sleet and snow.  Accumulation not too much.
November 28 - December 10, 1990:  Quilted Friendship Quilt -- long stitch."

Not much here, but the next bunch of entries bunched with these entries would have been a bunch too much.  Nice to know that rain/sleet/snow didn't keep Grandma from quilting in the days that followed, accumulation or no.

Nancy gave me some new pictures, some of which I hadn't seen before.  I had to post this one especially since it was taken in 1990, the time frame we are dealing with here.  So, this is what Aunt Irene, Dora and Aunt Helen looked like around the times I have been talking about them.

Speaking of quilts, I did a little history looking and found there is quite a body of information out there about quilts, some of which is interesting probably only to people that are REALLY into quilts.  For example, an 8th or 9th century slipper of quilted felt patched with leather was discovered on the Silk Road near the present Sino-Russian border, said slipper being currently housed in the British Museum in London.  Not sure this is something I need to store in the limited memory bank I call my brain. 

Slightly more interesting, to me anyway, is that in 16th century England, a law was passed banning fabrics from India, Persia and China because of the economic threat to the wool and silk industries.  They did open textile markets to the Scots, which resulted in western Scotland becoming a major textile exporter.  That all makes some sense.  However, sometime later just the wearing of Indian chintz was banned in England.  Not wanting to be left out, Frederick William I of Germany forbade everything -- the wearing, importing, and selling of painted or printed calico (calico being the English term for the fabric, whereas we use the word for a type of design).  It took over 30 years for Germany to decide that calicos could be printed, but still not imported.  They kept the ban on wearing foreign printed calico, however.  My limited information says nothing about why Germany felt so strongly about the issue.  I may have come to the end of my caring as well.  (Wow.  Really reaching for something to fill up a blog post here, aren't I?)

Two birthdays in two days

"August 24, 1990:  Greta, Lester, Dorothy Jo, Howard and I went to John's for his birthday.
August 25, 1990:  Greta drove her car and took Irene, Helen, Dorothy Jo and me to Fremont for Dora's 92nd birthday."

I note from the family history book that Dora's mother (Aunt Kate) and Dora's grandmother (also my great-great grandmother, Karen Thompsen Pedersen) are buried in Fremont.  I imagine Dora is, too.  This means I need to take a trip to Fremont to visit graves and get some better photos.  The only photos I have are xerox versions in the family history book.  I guess the time spent with Grandpa mowing the Winside cemetery has given me an appreciation not only for that cemetery, but others as well.  Findagrave.com has a place where people can request photos be taken and submitted to them of family tombstones.  It takes a small effort on my part to help someone who may be states and states away.  I took a few in a rural cemetery near Raymond last year, and may have to do more this year once the grass is green which makes for nicer photos, in my opinion.  I am open to company if anyone would like to come along. 

The photo above is of Fremont in 1908.  Our family pioneer, Karen Pedersen, came to America in 1884 at the age of 43 years.  Unfortunately, she lived only 13 years beyond that and died in 1897.  This means she died ten years before the photo of Fremont was taken.  How fascinating it would be to know the town as she knew it.  Fremont was founded in 1856 and was a hub of activity due to its proximity to the Mormon Trail.  A ferry crossing the Elkhorn River was also close to Fremont.  It was a major overland route for emigrants, the military and hunters.  Interesting stuff.

Oops on the 4th of July

"July 4, 1990:  Picnic at Dorothy Jo's.  None of [the] Lincolnites or Bill's came.
July 5 and 6, 1990:  Bound the quilt.
July 7, 1990:  Picture taken at Stop Inn of all the quilters with the quilt."

I don't remember at all how it happened that none of the Lincolnites or Bill's went to the annual 4th picnic this particular year.  It had been a family tradition for decades.  I thought Grandma said it started -- a family picnic on the 4th itself -- around the time she and Grandpa got married.  In 1990 that would have been over 50 years.  It was mostly unsaid, but still important to Grandma that there be a good showing so the tradition would continue.  As for myself, I was pregnant for this 4th, but not THAT pregnant.  Several of us came up later in the month for the centennial, so maybe that is why we skipped the 4th.

I guess the centennial quilt was not quite finished as Grandma and I reported yesterday, but the bulk of it was done and binding is a one-person job anyway.

Ah, the Stop Inn.  That is where in 1980 I unknowingly gave Kim mono.  I wasn't yet showing symptoms but was contagious.  Kim and I always shared a pop when we played pinball after school.  Guess that would be another oops.

The photo was very likely taken during a 4th of July picnic.  I think there was an impromptu tour of Dorothy Jo's flowers going on.  That's Grandma, Johanna, Dora and Dorothy Jo.

Notes from comments

Since it is easier for me to look at the comments all at once than for people to go back and find them on each individual post, here's a recent summary.
Nancy must have been really knocked out from the "little toe surgery" because she reports that Lynn and Kyleah got her there and back and even brought her flowers.  Problem is Kyleah wasn't born yet, so I dunno what Nancy is thinking.  It was either Dane, or Lynn grabbed some little girl and took her on that particular mission.

As for Father's Day and the flooded highway, Nancy also reports that we did wait for her and Dane and so it was a three-car convoy that managed to get over the river and back home that day.

Regarding Grandpa's potatoes, Mom said he always tried to plant at least some on Good Friday with the goal of having new potatoes to eat by Mom's birthday in late June.  One year it was really muddy on Good Friday, so Grandpa stayed on the grass and planted a few potatoes on the edge of the garden in the mud.

Seems Kahlua was mixed with cream soda, as per Mom, something that sounds very, very good to me right now.

Just to keep the younger folk up on things, Mom reports that Dora was Grandpa's first cousin -- her mother (Aunt Kate) and Grandpa's mother were sisters.

Another Dora story (from Nancy, I think . . . I didn't write it down and don't want to go check right now) is that Dora took the bus from Fremont to Norfolk for one of the cousins' Christmas get-togethers we used to have.  It was getting later and closer to when Dora needed to be at the depot to catch the bus back, but Grandpa kept stalling.  Eventually he told her that he and Grandma would drive her back.  This extended the length of her visit and also allowed the three of them to look at all the Christmas lights on the way down.  Dora always remembered how kind that was of Grandpa.

Mitch reports that Aunt Myrtle is not the only plucky woman in the family.  Seems he thinks it is a common trait.

And the chocolate cherry cookies were, and probably still are, a favorite of Tom's.  Grandma often made some when she knew Tom was coming up and also made them at Christmas for him.  Ask his siblings and he was the favored kid.  Always.

Lastly, Mom got me straight on where the California people lived:  Uncle Raymond in Hacienda Heights, Aunt Irene in Alhambra, and Uncle John and Aunt Helen in West Covina.

I think I'm good for now.

FVRR

"June 24, 1990:  Dora and her friends Johnnie A. and Lorainne S. came -- Dora thought it was the centennial.  These three, Irene and I ate at the Black Knight in Wayne.  Visited with Helen and John afterward."

Once again, I don't have much to work with here.  But, since Dora lived in Fremont and Fremont reminds me of the train ride a bunch of us took, I will post a photo of that event and yak about it a bit.

I believe the train ride on the Fremont Valley Railroad was a gift to Grandpa, but I am not positive about that.  Other photos show that Grandma, Nancy, Mom and Lester, Aunt Irene, Dora, and Rick and I went.  Or perhaps Dora joined us for lunch beforehand and didn't go on the train.  This would have been around 1989, I think.  You will note in the photo that Grandpa has his hand near his back.  I believe he did that when his back hurt -- his bad knee made him have to change his gait a bit, which then bothered his back.  I didn't remember he had that bothering him that early on.  I thought it was only in his later years.  Funny what photos can show sometimes.  Also a bit funny that you can be talking about a man who was then about 82 years old and have it not be "his later years".

I remember from the train ride that it was really bumpy, but fun.  We went to Hooper, got off, gave a little economic boost to the businesses in Hooper, and then got back on and rode back to Fremont.  We didn't get the dinner train ticket package, we just took a ride.  There were a bunch of cub scouts in our car which was somewhat entertaining when the show started.  Our conductor at some point warned us about the train robbers riding alongside the train on their horses.  We looked out and saw them coming after us with guns blazing.  A bit later we stopped and were told the robbers forced the train to stop and that they were boarding the train.  The next thing we knew there were guns being "fired" in our car and our conductor was hauled away by the robbers.  All very exciting!  I recall some of the cub scouts and/or their younger siblings were not too sure it was all a joke.  One photo of the robbers in our car shows a little guy with both hands over his ears looking a little uneasy about the whole thing. 

A fine day all around.  Not so much for the conductor.

Snow in April

"April 13, 1990:  Snow.  Tom came in p.m. and took Raymond J. to Lincoln.  Raymond left by plane Saturday morning at 7:00.
Saturday:  Bill and Jayme came in p.m.  Bill brought the table of Dora's from Fremont."

The snow must not have been too terrible what with all the driving around that went on.  The table of Dora's must have been the one that extends to a table when it normally looks like a simple chest.  If that's the one, I don't know how often Dora had a chance to use it, but it got lots of use after Grandma got hold of it.

I wish I had a history of Dora's life adventures to review.  I have the impression that she didn't let much stand in her way and had a grand time of it.  I loved to hear her tell stories (how many storytellers do we have in the family anyway?  I seem to mention stories often) and especially liked it when she brought a new card game to the family gatherings.  There was also a very fun game with dice that she taught us, but I cannot remember what it was like anymore.  I recall it was great fun.  I have two items that Dora gave me that I treasure very much.  One is a very small blue and white Danish plate.  The other is a short, heavy clear glass vase that has an etching of a little girl on it. 

Dora is to the right in the picture.  I don't have a date, but the photo was taken at a family 4th of July gathering.