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Wednesday, October 26, 2016

  • Thursday, October 20, 2016 9:04 PM
    It is a major thrill to watch a young person grow-up and become a remarkable adult. I was privileged to do just that with our guest this week. Used to play baseball with his mom at the Waveland Park almost daily (we were usually the only two girls and she was great, I was decent) and he, in turn, played there with my nephew Rob and others. He has played baseball or been involved with it pretty much his whole life, as our family has. 
    “I miss Waveland. Growing-up there was living a laid-back, simple life. Everyone knew everyone else and we all watched out for each other. I grew-up in my grandparents’ home and it was definitely an example of small-town USA, he said.”
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  • Three generations make for amazing acting experience
    Thursday, October 13, 2016 4:00 AM
    Literally, I watched this gal grow-up, she and my daughter being close friends since Kindergarten. She worked for us at the restaurant, went on vacations with us, and, well, I just love her dearly. More talent wrapped up in her little finger than I ever thought of having. Beauty, brains, and a beaming smile, that’s my girl.
    During her younger years, her momma had a hilarious one-woman comedy show. In fact, she entertained our family at Jim and my 25th wedding anniversary and had us rolling on the floor laughing. My guest helped her Mom from the time she was very small. Her mother got involved in the Sugar Creek Players and it was just natural for her daughter to follow along.
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  • Thursday, October 06, 2016 4:00 AM
    This week’s lady was a bit older than me at Waveland High School, but our lives have crossed several times and I’ve always admired her beauty, charm and genuineness. She recently had a wonderful and exciting 90th birthday given by her family and a few days later, flowers, balloons and cards still decked her dining room table. Her enthusiasm was still quite apparent and we had an absolute blast!
    A passionate Browns Valley student, her first six years were spent as one big, happy family. She loved her teachers, especially Rose Glascock and Doris Grimes, especially as she “treated us like her own children” which meant so much as she and husband, Mike, weren’t blessed with any. In first grade, she had a bad experience though. Darling outfits with an outside dress and matching bloomers with pockets, my sweetie hiked her dress to retrieve her hankies, erasers and such. Her teacher, Ms. Milburn was irate and eventually, the outfits became what Ms. Milburn felt were properly pocketed.
    With two classes together, she felt brilliant in third grade as her class had heard the stories two years in a row. “Frances Milligan was extremely grouchy,” but she enjoyed the rest of her teachers. For the six years she attended Browns Valley, she told me that Mrs. Lou Miles cooked the food that the parents canned and left at the school for the meals. 
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  • Thursday, September 29, 2016 4:00 AM
    Although my gal didn’t dwell, “Way down South in the land of Cotton,” she did grow-up in the small southern Knox County, Ind. town of Freelandville. A graduate of Bicknell High School, she had just one sister, Rita, whom she’s close to yet today.
    The sisters did everything together, including working in the small town restaurant. “It would be midnight, and we’d walk home in the pitch black, waving at people still out and about. Sometimes, we’d even catch a ride home.” Back in that time, there was really no fear. Even if you knew someone only slightly, if they were from your home town, they were a-okay. My lady still loves a tight-knit community, having lived in New Market for a few decades. 
    Her virtue of saving and planning out her money began early on when she was a sophomore and she and Rita began work. They made 52 ½ cents per hour and thought they were rich. Besides toiling at school and the restaurant, the girls helped plant, grow and harvest a large garden. Every year, gardening is still an important aspect of her life. 
    Upon graduation, it was off to be a Sycamore, where she graduated in English. Later picking up her masters, she went (30 more hours) on to get her counseling license. She was wonderful, by the way!
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  • Where North and South live happily ever after
    Thursday, September 22, 2016 4:00 AM
    “I can’t believe I married a Mountie,” said my gal this week. Ditto from my fella’ for marrying a Charger, but that was 19 years ago and they’re still as happy as ever, not in the least combative. 
    She noticed him first at his cousin’s house, but he always had a girlfriend with him there. “Oh, Melissa, your cousin is so hot,” she would say. He shook his head and said, “She had drunk goggles on!”
    Well, we had lots more laughs and did some catching-up as I’d not met her except possibly briefly, but had known my fella’ since he was a boy as I watched him in basketball, wrestling and football through his school years. He and his sister were in my daughter Suzie’s class and I always enjoyed those two great kids and their activities.
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  • From shenanigans to Southmont to sunshine
    Thursday, September 08, 2016 4:00 AM
    Although my gal this week was only in 4-H a few years, the rest of her family are all 10-year-members. My guy was a member who showed cattle all his 10 years. Their son and daughter showed cattle and were in 10 years, two of their grandchildren were too and the youngest, age 13 is working on it. I was quite impressed and he said, “4-H is a great organization to teach kids so many responsibilities!” Agreed!
    These two met on a blind date. She had taken piano lessons from Waveland’s Mr. Norman Walker, although grew-up in the New Ross area. One of the other students she played with during the recitals was Roxie. Roxie had asked if she was interested in dating a nice boy. Finally, Roxie wrote a letter explaining what a shy, quiet, sweet guy he was. Judy, another student of Mr. Walker’s said she and the guy she was dating would double with them. So, the date began and the turquoise Chevy Impala he drove was a plus. 
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  • Queen and Colonel are almost golden!
    Thursday, September 01, 2016 4:00 AM
    Can you imagine making slaw for 36 years? Can you get your head around a job where everyone benefits? These are just two items unique to my couple today.
    Well, the summer of ’69 was a “very good year for this small town girl and boy!” She, a CHS beauty and he, a Ladoga sports stud met at the Dairy Queen where she worked. One of his friends was dating a DQ girl and they had been spatting. So, this DQ beauty was forced to lug the Ladoga boy around in her ’59 Chevy so the friends could fix their fight. He made fun of her car and she just didn’t like his attitude. Told her co-worker, “You owe me big-time!” Two weeks later, he mustered the nerve to ask her out. She was leery, but evidently, it was a wonderful decision as they have been married 45 years coming up this spring.
    I first got to know her as my son, Jay’s, second grade teacher. One great one, too.
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  • She's 103 and a very lovely lady
    Thursday, August 25, 2016 4:00 AM
    Two firsts this week, a mother-daughter combination and someone over 100. In fact, our Momma will have just turned 103 as you read. They were our neighbors out on 300 South; our 100+ gals’ husband, did some landscaping for us and the music from their daughter entertained us for years. Always held this family in high esteem.
    My first question was how my gal met her husband. His family lived in Greencastle but often attended her Church of Brethren in Ladoga. He was, “Handsome, kind-spirited, a gentle man and extremely witty.” 
    The answer to the biggest changes: “Back in the other days,” we made our own fun. A neighbor girl and I rode horses in the pastures, into town. “We went to close affairs like neighborhood or church picnics; now folks take off to Las Vegas for fun.”
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  • Their love is as strong as Karen's mailbox
    Thursday, July 14, 2016 12:00 AM

    Ever lived in the country and ya’ just couldn’t keep a mailbox?  Well, I have, the last couple of times losing it to kids with their ball-batting fun. Problem solved, as my fella’ this week fixed us right up with a tough, steel mailbox that hubs put on a railroad tie.  That baby was still as strong as could be when we moved a couple of decades later.

    He and his employees did interesting work far beyond our mailbox: steel work on the Williamsport Library, Comfort Inn, M-16 Gun racks for the National Guard (20 guns/rack); Black Creek Bridge; secured the north wall at the Masonic Temple; the most unique being the circular stairways in the Elks building.  Not only a hard worker, he’s one smart fellow, too.  After all, he chose his interesting and adorable wife.

    She was born near Soltau, Germany (with a slight hint of that in her speech even today). Her mother had cousins in the Russellville area who had come over by sponsorship on a freighter a couple years earlier.  Tough voyage.  Although her father had been a tool and die maker in Germany, he and his family were sponsored by the (Leonard) Pyle Farm near Marshall to come to America to work.  Her father soon discovered he didn’t like farming.  Father Hans, mother, Sophie, brothers Hans and Wilfred and our little lady at age 9, almost 10 came on the passenger ship, Olympia arriving December 31, 1953.  Hans had been forced into the German army in 1939 until the end WWII.  Not what he wanted for his children, although his son joined the service in 1957.  My gal took the test, passed, and was ready to head out with her brother.   Her grade school years were in Marshall but she then went on to Rockville HS where she actually met our man. 

    He grew-up not far from where Riverton Parke HS is now, with two brothers and two sisters.  The home where he grew-up was designed by his father who also sawed all the wood from their property.  It was top of the line and they paid the carpenters $1/day.  This was in the early 30s.  They made a beautiful slabbed 12’ trestle table with four benches from one of their Oak trees, as well.  

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  • Marriage is forever
    Wednesday, June 29, 2016 11:18 PM

    Although I didn’t plan it, this is the third square dancing couple in four weeks.  These two had a quick courtship, two and a half months, with him gone to Guard Camp for three and a half of those few weeks.  Not long to decide it was true love, but must have been as that was five decades ago, and they seem just as crazy about each other now. 

    She saw him, thought he was cute and asked a friend to introduce them. Several supper trips to the Dog’n’Suds from R.R. Donnelley’s clinched that he wasn’t only cute, but fun, sweet and well, you get the picture!

    A 1965 CHS graduate, she was active in FHA and uses some of that knowledge even today to make a wonderful home and delectable food (cherry pie and Swedish tea rings her specialties).  He, a TR graduate the previous year was active in FFA, football and “joined choir because our director guaranteed an A!”  He loved singing, though, and in fact talked several of his pals into filling-in the male voices.  Active in 4-H he took everything – pigs, calves, crops.  

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  • It's a euchre kind of love
    Thursday, June 23, 2016 12:00 AM

    Met this week’s lady in Euchre Club eons ago when I subbed for them.  Rarely left without a prize.  I’m official now, but rarely won since.  That’s called Card Irony, I believe, or did I make that up?  Her sense of humor is so unique.   She’s fairly quiet, but she’ll slip in a comment that often takes the card ladies a few seconds to grasp, then we outdo each other laughing.  We guffaw a great deal on card nights and it often centers around this tiny, sweet gal.

    She and my Mr. this week actually have card club to thank for getting them together.  The girls used to go out extra to celebrate birthdays back in those days.  Out to eat for that purpose, there was no place to sit and Charlotte knew him from R.R. Donnelley’s and asked if he’d share his table.  Seriously, why mope alone when the card goof balls could entertain ya’?

    My two guests danced together that night.  Although they were both single, they were leery.  He jokingly said that he put her in his follow-up file (first and only on that list) and called, but she just wasn’t comfortable.  Yet, she kept thinking about him, then called and invited him to the next birthday party.  He didn’t turn her down, and that date clenched it!

    They laughed that they had lived just seven miles apart growing up, but it took them 40 years to find each other.  Their picture (no looking) is from their 25th Anniversary cruise and they are so looking forward to their 30th soon.

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  • He sure is O-real great guy!
    Thursday, June 16, 2016 12:01 AM

    Absolutely fascinated with this man’s middle name.  In fact, it was the first discussion topic.  It’s certainly a name I’d never heard in my 48 years of genealogying.  Many people pronounce it like the bird, but it is indeed said exactly as spelled, Oreal (O – real).  His father’s middle name was the same, but before that it’s unknown where the name originated.

    I met this man years ago when I bummed a ride to the state fair, both of us judging, he in forestry, genealogy for me.  Liked him right off.  He’s also greatly admired by one of my buddy’s, Dave Fullenwider.  

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  • Wednesday, June 08, 2016 11:52 PM
    In today’s age, not many have the same birth story as my guest tallies.  Most of us were born in Culver or another hospital; but this week’s gal was born at home in Waveland at the foot of the south hill, with her doctor (Noblitt) and their neighbor, Mrs. Pickard to help.  Isn’t that neat?
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  • Thursday, June 02, 2016 2:04 AM

    Seriously, I’m not doing this on purpose, but this week’s couple just celebrated their 50th anniversary as well. Just my age folks, but I’ll continue to try to put young folks in and some from the North section but I mostly know South and C’ville folks. Their children gave them a nice reception at their church, New Hope Christian. “They did a great job!”

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  • Wednesday, May 25, 2016 11:45 PM
    Have you ever walked in a home where feelings just perch into your mind? Well, when I visited this week’s couple, words such as cozy, unique, and perfect are adjectives describing their abode. To top that off, exceptionally delicious homemade brownies (need that recipe, please) greeted me.
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