Thursday, July 30, 2009
28, 2009 at 7:38 P.M. The happy and relieved parents are doing just fine and so are the elated grandparents. Congratulations and lots of love goes out to everyone. Love him to pieces! He is so little and adorable!
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Since I'm talking about my French ancestry I want to acknowledge a lady from my home town of Russia, Ohio who is doing research on the local St. Remy Catholic Cemetery in Russia, Ohio. Becky Plieman is the lady's name and she hopes to create an online database for the local church that will include the names of all those buried in St. Remy's Cemetery with history and photos. Quite a big project to say the least. But Becky has come across some interesting info.
The first person to be buried at St. Remy's is a man by the name of Pierre Joseph Stanislas Roy (Roi) who was buried in 1852. Pierre Roy was from Belfort, France ((I've been to Belfort!) and came by ship to America in 1848. While on the ship Pierre's son, Stanislas Roy, was born. Stanislas Roy grew up in Ohio and became a soldier. He fought with General Custer at the Battle of Little Big Horn and was one of the few to live to tell about it. He also served with the military in Maryland, Missouri, Arizona and Cuba. I believe that Stanislas Roy is buried in a cemetery in Greenville, Ohio.
I love history and research and can't wait to find out what Becky Pleiman discovers next. And if by chance you have some info on St. Remy cemetery and the people buried there that you think might be of interest to Becky in her research please contact her by snail mail. I know any letter addressed to Becky Pleiman, Russia, Ohio would reach her because it is a small village post office.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Next to that pile of junk Jack and I discovered this authentic judge's table from past American Idol shows. Apparently American Idol donated this table when they had to create a bigger table this past season for the fourth American Idol judge, Kara DioGuardi.
The little girl with the long black hair is yours truly and the lady laughing is my sister-in-law Esther who was waitingfor Carl to finish Air Force duty so that she could marry him. That was back when we still had that beautiful collie dog. And before my father tore off the back porch and summer kitchen to build a family room and big garage addition to our Sears four square house. The summer kitchen is to the left. This is where we would dress butchered pigs in the winter and can food in the summer on the big black and chrome wood stove.You can see in the photo a reguler barn sliding door on this summer kitchen. That was to make it easy for delivery of all the firewood that big old wood stove used when it was in operation. There was a narrow curved staircase that led to a low ceiling attic in the the summer kitchen and that's where my mom stored all her canning jars and extra junk. I always was a little squeamish up in that attic because I had heard my father say that long ago a man had hanged himself up in that attic.
The porch connected the summer kitchen to the main house. It didn't have glass windows---just screens. It was very cold in the winter and but very nice in the summer. When a rain would cancel a day in the field my father liked sitting on an old walnut church pew on the porch. Below the porch was a cistern where we collected rain water for special uses since this part of Ohio has always had very very hard well water.
Now the well was just to the side of the old summer kitchen but you can't see it in the picture. We kept a tin cup by this well and everybody used the same tin cup to get a drink from the well. But nobody got sick from drinking from the same cup. Seems strange now. When we had well problems we called Joe Voisard to come out. Joe was the local plumber and the father of one of my classmates Steve Voisard. When Joe Voisard and my father were working on the well I stayed away because both would be fired up to solve the well problem.
The porch had a hand pump for pulling rainwater up from the cistern. We did lots of pumping with that green hand pump. Mom had a mirror on the wall next to the pump. I can remember my Mom combing her hair here and then putting on her hairnet. She always wore a hairnet! This is also where Dad and the boys would wash up before coming into the main house after being out in the fields harvesting hay and straw. When we had hay making and silage making days the hired hands (local boys around Russia) would also clean up here before coming in for a big lunch of fried chicken with mashed potatoes and gravy and at least three vegetables plus homemade bread, pie and cake. And if the field work went on till early evening we had another big meal with the same type of food for dinner. Mashed potatoes and gravy twice a day at our house in those days. LOL! And we never had a dishwasher or an automatic clothes dryer. My father always had the latest farm machinery but the house was a different story. I washed and dried many a dish behind those three windows to the far right. The view from those windows was of our old tobacco barn that my father used to store grain, the nursing cows with calves and the last horses on the farm. But that's a story for another day.
Final note: Carl and Esther's oldest son Tom and his family now reside in this turn of the century farmhouse. If walls could talk, there would be lots of stories this house could tell. Like the time my brother Harold who was a sleepwalker climbed out of the boys room bedroom and was walking around the roof of that porch in his sleep. Good thing harold was asleep because he had a fear of heights.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Jennifer had these yellow lilies at her old house and they were gorgeous. We'll have to plant some Asiatic lilies at her new home soon. Have a great Wednesday everyone. As for me I'm going to put some food in the fridge and throw some dirty dishes in the dishwasher today.
Final thought: The second Sears repairman who has been doing this line of work for over 31 years after being an electrician for ten years was quite a talker and he talked the whole time that he was working. He said that a lot of people today who are going to college but then having a hard time finding a job afterwards might just be better off attending a good trade school to become a electrician, plumber, heating and cooling technician, etc. But he noted that you have to be willing to go to work every day and work hard for long hours.
Monday, July 20, 2009
Above is a photo of Roz Minett and Sandy Rigsbee from Capital Hospice who came to our July meeting and spoke about the advantages of hospice care for end of life patients and their families.
Here is Commander John D. Hooper, USCG who spoke to the Manassas chapter in June on how the U.S. Coast Guard is protecting our maritime frontier here at home and overseas.
The speaker for our May NARFE meeting was Venessa Lacey who is the Field Service Account Manager, Northern Virginia Region Federal Employee Program Anthem-Blue Cross Shield and she explained the health program as it stands currently and what changes may be coming in the near future.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
to meet up with Jeanine and Bryan in Mickey Mouse ears
and Jeanine's roomie, Maria, also in Mickey Mouse ears
When we debarked the grey haired train conducter gave
Jack a Hi-Five.
On the ride home for a nap Jack Aidan fell asleep in the car and didn't even wake up when Mommy picked him up and took him in to his little bed.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Nothing like no real rain in three weeks to make me start to water the yard. Yep, we have turned our underground sprinklers back on to water deeply three times a week. And I have been pulling out the hose to water newly planted plants like these Creeping Jennys by the black Ohio goose.
Friday, July 17, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009