A Little Keeping On


Sunday, January 24 – Saturday, January 30, 2010

Sunday, January 24

Happy 81st Birthday to Jesse Fairfax in Woodbridge, Georgia!!!

It would be safe to say that this was pretty much “church day” for us.

We woke fairly early, got Mother’s coffee to her, and then started getting ready for Sunday school and church out at Yantis. After fixing Mother’s breakfast (Barbara said she’d serve breakfast in bed as a Sunday treat), we made the 20-mile drive from Mother’s house to Yantis, arriving just in time to begin our Sunday school class.

As I sang in the choir during the morning service, Barbara began her apprenticeship as the sound and media technician, learning the ropes from Mike Fuller who, we hope, will be able to turn that job over to her and return to singing tenor in the choir.

We had a good church service and then returned to Mineola, where our lunch that Barbara had put in the oven before we left this morning, was waiting for us. T.J. joined us for our noon meal and then we all retired to our separate rooms (T.J. to her house) for a much needed nap.

We must have really needed that nap, because it was 4:30 when we woke up. We scrambled to get ready to return to Yantis and made it just in time for me to get to choir practice and Barbara to play with the control board and learn to adjust the sound system. Barbara: Mike said that next Sunday he will sit with me and I can do the equipment! Think I’ll need some extra prayers even though it’s actually doing what I taught for years at West in media; but to know I’m going to have people actively watching and waiting is a tad scary!

Jim: Instead of a preaching service tonight, the church entered its quarterly business meeting. We were pleasantly surprised to see that the meeting was well run, the reports were concise and to the point, and the questions and comments were very much to the point. I guess we were expecting something along the lines of a school board meeting.

We stopped by Holiday Village and Big V on the way home so we could pick up a few items we decided we were going to need. It is going to take some adjustment to get used to our new life, but we’ll just have to handle it step-by-step and one day at a time.

We visited with Mother for a while after we got to the house and then headed for bed, leaving Mother to continue reading her latest book.

Monday, January 25

Today was full of activities. After having breakfast, I took Mother to Quitman for an appointment with her attorney to finalize her Will and handle some other legal paperwork. We got there a little early, so Mother asked me to drive around town a while and she told me what buildings used to be in certain places. She went a couple of years to elementary school in Quitman and did her last two years of high school there, so she has some fond memories of the community.

When we returned to Mineola, we found Barbara and T.J. putting the final touches on our lunch, a pork chop-based casserole cooked in the crock pot. After only a couple of bites, we voted unanimously that this recipe was a definite keeper. We did save room for some Apple Betty, but were stuffed by the time we got up from the table.

While Barbara finished with the kitchen work, I went to T.J.’s house to help her with a couple of little chores; then I returned to the house and determined that it was nap time.

When we got up from our naps, we started doing some cleaning around the house, tackling the dusting and floor cleaning. We also rearranged the bedroom to suit our tastes and rearranged the living room to make it easier for Mother to get to her chair a little easier.

We took it easy on the evening meal, with chicken sandwiches and chips. Mother came in to share the meal and see how we had rearranged the living room.

When supper was over, I made sure the dogs got their evening treats (it’s a very stylized procedure) and then we left Mother to read and drop off to sleep while we tackled email and some business items.

Tuesday, January 26

Happy Birthday to son-in-law Jim Farnham in Olathe, Kansas!!!

We both woke up early this morning, an hour or so before the alarm went off, and started our day the usual way…checking email and reading online news articles.

When it was about time for Mother to wake up, we started on our “lesson plan” for the day, which was to give the kitchen and dining room of Mother’s house a good scrubbing and shining from top to bottom; that little job included dusting and polishing the window shutters, furniture, cabinets, and even the ceiling fan blades.

After scrubbing the countertops and appliances, we swept and mopped the laminate floors (the downside now is that Spike and Bonita slide around the corner instead of running around it).

When everything was clean and shiny, I grabbed Spike and took him to the vet for a laser treatment on his hindquarters. Spike has been having some problems with walking lately and his hind legs seemed to be particularly still this morning, probably from the extreme cold that swept over the region last night.

When I got Spike back home, Barbara and I left to check the mail and go to the body shop to get an estimate on repairs to the Vibe. The “bump” it took last week resulted in more damage than first appeared. Now we have to wait for the insurance company to approve the estimate before we take whatever the next steps are.

We came back to the house and cooked stacked enchiladas for lunch. We haven’t had them for quite a while and today just seemed to be the right day for them. Again, it was so much fun to watch Mother eat and win the battle as she cleaned her plate. But, we were all ready for naptime after the dishes were done!

One reason for all the housecleaning was that we invited Mother’s next door neighbor, Addie, to come over this afternoon for coffee and goodies and a visit with Mother. T.J. brought over a pound cake this morning and Barbara put together a plate of dried fruit and nuts for the occasion. While Addie (who is just a year or so younger than Mother) and Mother were visiting, T.J. and her friend Cherry arrived and joined in the conversation. Our camera, which has been dormant for much of the month, came in very handy this afternoon as we had the opportunity to take pictures of the get-together.
The rest of the afternoon and evening was taken up by visiting with Angela and Madelyn, making a Walmart run, and sitting around eating popcorn and reading, making phone calls, and working at the computers.

Wednesday, January 27

Jim: This was certainly a different day for us. After getting up early, feeding Mother a big breakfast, and getting ourselves dressed, we headed up the road so I could spend a few hours working on our lot at the lake while Barbara went to her women’s Bible study at Yantis First Baptist and then to Imogene Glenn Elementary School, also in Yantis, to work on reading with a couple of first graders.

For my part, the entry is fairly simple…I cut out a different kind of vine from trees on the north side of the gully. I don’t know what kind of vine it is, but it runs all over the ground and swallows the trees with long tendrils of green leaves. The vine wraps around the trees so tightly that they actually cut into the bark. The weight of the leaves keeps the trees from growing, and eventually chokes them out altogether.

I don’t know how long this patch of ground has been covered with whatever vine this is, but the damage to some of the more mature trees is great. I’m hoping that cutting, pulling, mowing, and a healthy (or should that be “unhealthy” dose of Round-up will solve the problem within a year or so.

Barbara: Today we began our study on the book of Ephesians with Lisa as the leader. Lisa is also the leader of the Bridge Club I attend every other Tuesday night and she is awesome, especially for one so young. Though I did find out today that though I thought she was maybe 35-40, she’s really 49! Wow! Is she well preserved! Anyway, I thoroughly enjoy learning from her.

Since today was my day to furnish snack at our break, I also spent time learning the layout of the church kitchen with Mary as my guide. I had fixed tortilla roll-ups and Mary an apple raisin pudding. Both were a hit with the ladies.

We start the Bible study at 9:30 and it was 11:30 when we finished up, which was just perfect since Marla’s first grade class would be returning from lunch at that time. After signing in at the office, I had a sense of, “Wow! I remember why I quit! Don’t do this and that signs everywhere, locked doors, fancy decorations on every door.” However, instead of running away, I proceeded to find my way from the office to Marla’s classroom.

Marla has received two students in the last two weeks who cannot read at all. Both are discipline problems (no wonder…when children can’t succeed, they find other ways to be recognized.) Anyway, I was introduced to Montana and Dallas (how’s that for a geography lesson?).

Marla found a quiet room for us to retire to and then I was filled with the greatest sense of, “Oh, yes! This is why I taught and loved every minute of it!” I could bore you with the cute things that both boys individually and collectively did, but I loved every moment and I think they did to. I told them that my life was kind of messed up right now so I didn’t know when I’d get to come back; but I would be back!

When I returned the boys to class, Marla had some supplies ready for me as I’m also going to act as a volunteer aide for the first grade teachers. I left with the promise that I would be back!

Jim: We returned to the house around 1:45 to find Mother sitting comfortably and reading. We had a late lunch and a short nap and then drove over to T.J.’s house to visit for a few minutes to check on the time that we’re to be at her house tomorrow for lunch. It was kind of funny though, because as we walked in, TJ was on the phone and she said, “Oh, here he is, Sister.” Seems as though TJ had called the house, Edith was calling for Jim (even though we had told her before she fell asleep that we were leaving to get her medicine and do some errands.) Anyway, after leaving TJ’s we continued on our errands run.

Back at the house, we had a light supper and then all settled in for a quiet evening.

Thursday, January 28

This was just another day of working on several projects for the birthday party we are going to throw for Mother. TJ had invited us over for lunch so we packed Edith in the car and enjoyed some time out of the house as well as a great meal of chicken fajita soup…a new recipe TJ had found in the Tyler paper. It is definitely a keeper!

Barbara’s sister Carol sent us some photos of two of her grandchildren, Missy’s children, who live in Minnesota. She had been trying to send them for several days and though they went through for Nancy, Barbara’s other sister; we hadn’t been able to open them. Anyway, we enjoyed seeing Cameron and Ali and how they have grown! Time does march on, that’s for sure!
Other than that we can think of nothing newsworthy about this day.

Friday, January 29

Happy 3rd Birthday to great-grandson, Rhett, in San Antonio

With a cold, rainy day settling in all around us, we decided to just stay inside and take care of business today. Mother came in to join us for breakfast and we visited for a while before she returned to her room and we cleaned up the kitchen before I took Spike, Mother’s Boston Terrier, to the vet for a laser treatment on his back and hindquarters.

It didn’t take long before Spike and I returned to the warmth of the house and Barbara and I started a new project.

When Barbara came back from tutoring a couple of 1st grade boys on Wednesday, she brought a load of construction paper and other items for making 30 sets of worksheets for a hands on exercise. We went into “workroom mode” and I began cutting construction paper into four different sizes of rectangles while Barbara grabbed her trusty scissors and began cutting out circles of white paper. We really made a mess of the dining room table and had to clear it off so we could have lunch with Mother.
After lunch, we started the clutter again, but it wasn’t too long until we had the cutouts done. Barbara called Marla, to get clarification of what we were supposed to do with all the cutouts. It was as I feared, we will do the taping and stapling to put the pieces together and then the students will fill out bits of information on small strips of white paper and attach them to the worksheets we make.

We made a quick trip to Our Little Lot late this afternoon to pick up some things we are going to need in the house. While we have the laptops with us, we had left the printer/copier, our backup drive, the DVD maker, and various other bits of equipment behind and decided we might as well have everything together here at the house.

On the way out of the park, we stopped to see Gene and Michelle, the retired administrators from Kansas that we met a short while ago. They are babysitting their 6-month-old granddaughter for a week or so. While we were there, we confirmed the arrangements we had previously made to meet them at the clubhouse for lunch after church on Sunday.

Tonight was pretty slow…set up the computer equipment, had a light supper, and then watched some TV before heading for bed.

Saturday, January 30

It wasn’t rainy today, but it sure was cold! With the temperature hovering between 30 and 32 all day, it seemed like a perfect opportunity to do some inside work.

We began by rearranging the kitchen cabinets and drawers to a system that better suits our style of cooking and baking. When that was done, I grabbed the Swiffer mop and dusted the laminate floors and then decided to go ahead and give them a good damp mopping. Surprisingly enough, we seem to have almost as much dust here as we did in Artesia, so we’ll have to work to stay ahead of the elements in the house.

Mother had an appointment to get a perm this morning, so I took her to the beauty shop. I then made the morning post office run and returned to the house where Barbara and I continued doing some cleaning and straightening.

T.J. picked Mother up at the beauty shop and drove her to the local Dairy Queen to meet us and we all enjoyed a leisurely lunch. Mother even got to visit a few minutes with a couple of ladies from her church.
When we were finished with our meal, we returned to the house, got Mother settled in, and decided that it was time for a nap for ourselves.

When we got up, we again tackled our “volunteer” project for the Yantis first graders, completing the cutting and stapling for two hands on projects for the kids. Now I know why elementary teachers need so much space in their school workrooms…all those bits and pieces of paper and patterns have to fit somewhere!

Tonight we just took it easy…went to T.J.’s house so I could load a carpet shampooer in her car and to give her the birthday invitations for Edith that we had made for the church members, and then returned to the house to heat up some supper and tune the TV to the KU vs K-State basketball game…and what a game it was! With the athleticism, and spirit demonstrated by both teams, it was a shame that only one could be the winner, and tonight it was KU, but they needed a full game and all but 4 seconds of overtime to do it.

“Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories.” - From the movie An Affair to Remember

A Few Little Changes in Life

Sunday, January 17 – Saturday, January 23, 2010

Sunday, January 17

The key word for today was “church,” as we seemed to have spent the largest portion of the day getting ready for, driving to and from, or attending.

We went earlier than usual this morning and joined one of the Sunday school classes. Sunday school is something that we have really missed since leaving a very special class in Liberal. The group we joined today gave us a warm welcome and made us feel a very special part of the class.

As soon as the class was over, I high-tailed it to the choir room and got ready for the music portion of the service, while Barbara had a chance to visit with some of the other church members.

We had talked about driving up to Sulphur Springs after church to eat out and maybe make a Walmart run, but decided instead to go back to Big V, see what we could come up with for lunch, and take a nap.

I went outside and worked for about an hour and a half during the afternoon and then we got dressed up and returned to the church at 5:00 so I could go to choir practice while Barbara made that run to Walmart in Sulphur Springs.

For the evening service, Brother Pate continued with his series of sermons and lessons on building relationships. It has been a very interesting series and several times we have commented that we wish we could have had something like this for in-services when we were teaching. The material is scripture-based, but is certainly applicable to all organizational settings.

When the service was over, we returned to Big V and relaxed for a bit before turning in and calling it a night.

Monday, January 18

Because Mother and T.J. were taking Joseph, TJ's grandson, back to his Mother and sisters today, and the post office was closed because of the federal holiday, we voted to just stay around the lot all day.

I spent nearly all day pulling vines and cleaning out trees along the creek. By the end of the day, I had a dozen large piles of vines and assorted brush scattered across our lots.

One of our neighbors, Linda Fox, came over and visited with Barbara for about three hours. We’ve decided that if people are going to come visit us, we’d better start doing a better job of keeping the house straight…and just maybe we should consider changing from our pajamas/work clothes to regular clothes a little earlier in the morning…just a thought.

Tuesday, January 19

Tuesday is the new Monday, at least as far as this week is concerned. Since we didn’t go to Mineola yesterday, Barbara cooked lunch for the bunch today. She found a new recipe called Lazy Man’s Stuffed Cabbage which features all the ingredients of a stuffed cabbage, but is cooked up as a casserole.

T.J. didn’t join Mother and us for lunch today, but Ernie did, and the vote was unanimous that this recipe was a keeper.

When lunch was over and the dishes were done, Mother, Ernie, and I had a family business discussion and then Barbara and I said our goodbyes and returned to Holiday Village.
I spent a large part of the afternoon gathering up the stacks of weeds, vines, and other assorted brush and carrying it to the lot behind Big V for burning at the first opportunity. We’ve been doing the burning down in the gully, but have found that when we do that, the fire gets too close to some of the trees that we are trying to save. We’ve mowed a large portion of the lot behind us, so we’ll have plenty of room to burn when everything dries out enough.

Barbara attended the bi-weekly Bridge Club at Yantis First Baptist tonight. The club has nothing to do with playing cards, you understand. It’s an organization designed for women of different age groups to learn from each other and “bridge” the generation gap.

While Barbara was gone, I fought with the computer and the telephone. I don’t know what was going on around here, but our usually reliable internet connection didn’t connect and our cellular phone service didn’t register a signal.

When she returned to Big V from the meeting, Barbara honked the Vibe’s horn, something that she almost never does when she gets back from somewhere. I went outside to see if she needed some help with something and she showed me a large dent in the driver side bumper and sidewall…seems that the church secretary was backing out of her parking place in the church parking lot and managed to accidentally slam into the Vibe. She has insurance and there shouldn’t be any problem getting the Vibe fixed (except for the time element). It just seemed to us to be a fitting end to the day.

Just before we went to bed, we got a phone call from Jimmy Clint letting us know that he was in the emergency room at the hospital. He could tell that his heart rate was dropping below normal and had a friend drive him to the hospital. When he called, he had been waiting in the ER for seven hours, but was in the process of being admitted to a room so they could evaluate his situation and get his heart rate stabilized.

Wednesday, January 20

It was back to the church this morning for Barbara as she wanted to attend the weekly women’s Bible study group.

When Barbara left, I went outside and torched the first stack of brush. The weather forecast for the day included thunderstorms and heavy rain, so if there was going to be any burning this week, this morning was the time.

It took 2 ½ hours of feeding stacks to the fire, but by 11:30 I had everything burned and reduced to a pile of ashes. After all the scratches and cuts I’ve received from the briar vines during the last three weeks, it was a pleasure to watch those things curl up and then blaze!

Today was a scheduled meal day for Mother. Early this morning Barbara put together a crock pot recipe called Creamy Swiss Steak. It cooked all the time that I was working outside and sure had the neighborhood smelling great.

We took the food to Mother’s house at noon and T.J. joined the three of us in trying out the new dish. Again, we had a keeper.

Mike called as we were finishing our meal to check in and see how we were all doing. He was out of his office for part of the afternoon and took the time to get us caught up on the latest news from Virginia.

T.J. left after helping with the dishes and Mother, Barbara, and I retired to the living room to visit until Mother decided it was time for her afternoon nap (we had already decided that it was time for our nap, but didn’t want to admit that Mother could outlast us).

We returned to Big V and rested for about an hour before getting up and tackling other chores around the place. Barbara stayed inside and I went out to try to clear the drainage ditch that runs beside the road at the front of our property.

Around 5:30 a series of thunderstorms and tornadoes swept across East Texas, causing us to divert all of our attention to the TV to see what was happening. Both Mineola and Lake Fork dodged the big bullets, but we got two heavy thunderstorms that really drenched us with a half inch of rain…sure was glad that I got that burning done this morning!

About 8:15 we received a call from Jimmy Clint to tell us that he has a pacemaker implant scheduled for 7:15 tomorrow morning at University Medical Center in Lubbock. His regular doctor, the one who argued against an implant last fall, is out of town until Monday, but a second doctor, who was recommended highly to Jimmy, said that the implant needed to be done immediately.

Barbara told Jimmy that there was no way we could be in Lubbock by 7:15 in the morning, but he said to not worry about it because he had three of his close friends who would be there with him and keep us posted on how things were going. God is good! We've all felt that something needed to be done as he's had so much trouble with his heart...now, with Dr. Perez out of town, he sees another doctor who says this must be done.

Thursday, January 21

It was a beautiful morning after those storms that hit us last night. We didn’t have any damage AND the sky was washed clean and clear.

Around 9:00, Chris, a friend of Jimmy’s called to let us know that Jimmy’s surgery went very well and he was now back in his room. Praise God!

Today is also a special day for a Georgia friend of ours, Pat. For the two years that we have known her, she has needed a kidney transplant. Her friend Pam was finally approved as a donor and the transplant is scheduled for today. Pat has been our inspiration in affirming that everything works in God’s time if we are patient.

T.J. had arranged for us to have a late birthday celebration because we weren’t here during our birthdays. She decided to take us to A Taste of Italy, a little restaurant located on the shore of Lake Hawkins, the lake where we spent the month of August in 2008.

We had seen the restaurant from both the road and the lake and our Liberal friends (now from Gilmer, Texas), Robby and Barbara Clingan had told us all about it. In fact, we had talked about getting together sometime and eating there, but that was just one of those things that hadn’t happened yet.

We drove to Mineola around 10:15, had a short visit with Mother at her house, went to the post office, and then drove over to T.J.’s house to change to her car and drive out to Lake Hawkins, where we were treated like Italian royalty. The food was superb and the service was magnificent. The view of the lake was also magnificent, but of course we forgot to bring the camera…got to start remembering t grab that thing before we leave Big V!

After returning to T.J.’s house to get the Vibe, we drove on home to Big V for an hour or so, stopping first at a hardware store and a farm supply store in Quitman to try to find a set of grass clippers; you know, the old-fashioned kind that is hand operated. We had no luck finding any clippers in Quitman, but made a later run to Lowe’s in Sulphur Springs and found a couple of different styles there.

While we were at Lowes, we checked out some storage buildings on the lot and found that one of their models had been picked up by the storm last night and thrown completely off the lot. That and a large uprooted oak tree let us know that we were very lucky to have had only rain and slight winds last night.

After doing our browsing at Lowes, we returned to Holiday Village, getting home too late to try out the new clippers (gosh darn it). Guess I’ll have to wait until tomorrow.

Friday, January 22

Happy Birthday today to daughter Leah McQuitty in Liberal, Kansas, and daughter-in-law Kelly Little in Midlothian, Virginia…greetings and felicitations to each on the anniversary of your natal occasion!!!

We were both up and ginning around by 7:00 this morning. Since it was sunny and not too cool, I went outside to try out the new grass clippers. We have an electric weed eater and have borrowed Ernie’s gas weed eater on occasion, but the trees and shrubs at the front of the lot are packed so closely together that a weed eater can’t get close enough to do the necessary cleaning; so, it was necessary to get the job done the old-fashioned way.

After a couple of hours, I had a couple of wheelbarrow loads of clipping and trash ready to throw on a new burn pile, and the front part of the lot was beginning to look like someone actually cared for it.

While I was playing the part of the happy farmer, Barbara was building a new recipe for chicken pot pie. This was our “cooking day” for Mother and Barbara had found a recipe that looked like something we might all enjoy. She was able to put all the ingredients together in Big V and then we could just carry the pan to town, pop it in the oven at Mother’s house, and we could have a meal 45 minutes later. Just for kicks, she also baked a pecan pie using Jean’s recipe…a sure-fire favorite!

We got to Mineola around 11:00, Barbara got the oven going and the main dish baking and then we ran to the post office and took care of a couple of other chores.

The meal was a tremendous success with everyone except Bonita, Mother’s Chihuahua. Bonita is a fussy eater, but at least nibbles at most of the table food she is given, but chicken pot pie evidently isn’t on her “to-do” list.
When the meal was over and the dishes were done, we visited with Mother for a bit and then left to find a body shop to get an estimate on getting the damage on the Vibe repaired. We checked with the local GM dealer and one of their people recommended a shop for us. The only problem was that the computer at the body shop had been fried by a lightning strike during the storm Wednesday night and the owner of the business couldn’t get to his data bank so he could write an estimate. Maybe by Monday we’ll find out more.

With the business taken care of, we stopped for a short visit with T.J. and then returned to Big V where I did some more clipping, raking, mowing, and pruning while Barbara started packing things that we would need to take to Mother’s house while Ernie and Billee are gone to see Billee’s sister in Arkansas for a couple of weeks.

It was so nice tonight that I even built a fire in the new fire pit we received from Holiday Village and we sat outside on the slab to enjoy it and the clear, starry sky.

Saturday, January 23

Since we didn’t need to be in Mineola until noon, I tackled some more yard work while Barbara started putting things in the Vibe to take to town. The skies were getting pretty dark and looking like rain, so I quickly torched the burn pile to try to get rid of the accumulated brush before we got away.

We got to Mother’s house at 12:00 to find that not only were Ernie and Billee gone, all of their personal things were out of the house and garage, leaving us to guess that they were probably going to be gone for longer than the two weeks we had talked about.

We ate a delicious meal of tacos (not Taco Bell…the real thing), visited a bit with Mother, and then rested for a while. I called Ernie later and he told me that they were going to Arkansas to look for a job and that we might as well call the church folks in Louisiana (where we are supposed to go in February to help build a new church) and let them know we wouldn’t be there.

With that bit of unexpected information, we started making some decisions on what we would need to bring in from Big V to start fulltime care-giving for Mother. Mother is far from needing around-the-clock care-giving; in fact, she is showing remarkable improvement in eating, visiting, and reading, and is quite independent, but we will need to be here every night in case of emergencies.

T.J. came over later in the afternoon and we all visited and mapped out some preliminary plans for all of us to move ahead from here.

“People who rely on God the most rely on themselves the least.” – Church sign at Mineola Northside Baptist Church

From Mother’s house in Mineola, Jim/Dad/Gramps & Barbara/Mom/Grams

Another Soggy Little Week

Sunday, January 10 – Saturday, January 16, 2009

Sunday, January 10

Brrrrr! It was another sub-freezing morning as we once again awoke to find frozen water pipes. We thought we had found the cure to the problem by letting the faucet drip through the night, but I opened the cold water faucet in the bathroom instead of the hot water faucet. As a result, we had all the cold water we could ever hope to have (and at 17 degrees outside, it was plenty cold), but the line leading to the water heater froze.

After spending our usual morning hour or so at our computers, reading emails and news articles, we grabbed our bathroom kits and drove down to the shower rooms in the RV section and helped ourselves to all the hot water we could stand for our morning showers.

When we returned to Big V, we got dressed and eventually made our way up the road to Yantis for the morning service at First Baptist Church. We had really planned to attend one of the Sunday school classes today, but the frigid weather and the water problems stopped that.

I sang with the choir this morning and enjoyed the experience very much. We think it is remarkable that a church in transition (no pastor since September), particularly a small church like this, is maintaining a good choir and a steady attendance at services. There is a very sweet spirit about this church!

The fill-in pastor for the month, Kent Pate, continued in the series of lessons/sermons from the Old Testament book of Numbers with another enlightening and inspiring message about moving forward. Aimed directly at the church in transition, the message hit us where we are in our own lives and gave us much to think about and discuss later.

Kent did remember to offer the invitation to make public decisions this morning and we stepped forward at the first notes of the hymn to join the church and move our membership letter from First Baptist of Artesia. We’ve looked at several churches since we moved Mother down here a year and a half ago, but none made us feel as welcome and as “at home” as this one.

After lunch at Big V we took a short nap and then I trudged down to the end of the gully to continue clearing out weeds and brush for about an hour while Barbara stayed inside and tried to get caught up on some letter writing.

At 5:00 we returned to the church so I could go to choir practice; Barbara made what we now call the weekly tour of the Dollar General store, and then we attended the evening service where Kent continued his series of messages on relationships as they apply to individuals and the church congregation. Again, we were provided with much food for thought for our current situations.

When we returned to Big V for the night we made a few phone calls, watched a little TV, worked at the computers, and generally accomplished not much of anything before we went to bed.

Monday, January 11

Neither of us slept well during the night so, it was nearly 8:30 before we finally got up and moving around. On the good side, we did have hot and cold running water this morning.

We were pretty lethargic and quiet for most of the morning, but eventually got cleaned up and dressed to go to Mineola to fix lunch for T.J. and Mother at T.J.’s house. Barbara found a new casserole recipe to use up some leftover ham, and since Mother likes casserole and ham, we thought she’d be interested.

We had a good time at lunch and when we were through eating and visiting, we took Mother back to her house, went to the post office, and then headed back to the lake.

After we had checked email and sent out a couple of letters, I decided to take advantage of a comfortable, sunny day and go tackle the brush in the gully for a few hours. We could have easily taken a nap, but decided that we’d only be awake again during the night, so we ditched that idea.

Barbara came out later and started burning the piles of weeds and brush that have accumulated in the gully. There’s no one central place where I can haul everything after it has been cut and piled, so I just leave it in the area of the cut and then haul it to the burn spot when were ready for a new batch. That worked well for a couple of hours; then it started getting dark, so Barbara went back inside and I finished burning a stack before raking it all out to cool. We burned off around half of what has been cut or pulled so far…maybe we can finish the job tomorrow.

Tonight we just kicked back and relaxed…watched another episode of Golden Girls while we ate dinner and then chilled out until time to go to bed.

Tuesday, January 12

This morning was a major house cleaning time for us. It seems like forever since our last deep cleaning of Big V. We tackled the job with gusto and in about four hours had the inside spic and span; and, Barbara got caught up on the laundry as well.

Aside from the fact that we really did need to do the cleaning anyway, we were expecting guests around two o’clock. We made arrangements with old friends Gene and Carolyn and new friends Gene and Michelle to come to Big V for an afternoon visit and pie. We all hit it off so well Saturday that we wanted to get together again; especially since Gene Neyer promised to bring his accordion and serenade us.

But, as they often do, plans got changed even before noon. Gene and Michelle got word this morning that their house in Kansas had been sold and they have thirty days to be out of it. So, they dropped by to let us know that although they had just arrived back at Holiday Village last week, they would have to return to Kansas to take care of business.

We’ve had a lot of irons in the fire between Lubbock and Mineola and had to call the Neyers that we had to change our plans and beg off for today. It was disappointing because we thought they were leaving this weekend to take a lengthy trip, but found out they won’t leave until next week, so we’re going to try to reschedule.

We did end up spending a few hours in the late afternoon and evening working on the gully and getting it ready (we hope) for a predicted four days of rain. I continued the cutting and pulling of weeds and vines while Barbara kept the fire roaring and consuming all the piles of brush that I’ve cut out over the last couple of weeks. We’re still a long way from being the centerfold spread in Country Weekly, but the place is really looking nice, even if we do say so ourselves.

Tonight we sat back and watched a couple of episodes of Are You Smarter than a Fifth Grader (we aren’t) and Deal or No Deal, just to relax and do something totally meaningless.

Wednesday, January 13

Jim: Barbara stayed at Big V today while I drove to Mineola to pick up Mother and T.J. to take them to a doctor appointment in Tyler. This was one of those rare occasions when they both went to the same doctor, a rheumatologist. While they had appointments that were relatively early in the morning, Murphy’s Law took over and we were in the office until 12:30.

As we began our return to Mineola, Mother said she’d buy lunch, so we decided we’d stop somewhere in Lindale to eat. As it turned out, that “somewhere” was Long John Silver’s, where we each had a delicious fish dinner.

The Vibe also needed some nutrition, so we stopped at the Walmart gas station and filled the tank before driving back to Mineola. I made the comment that, “This will be an easy journal entry today…I’ll just write that after going to the doctor, Mother took us out to eat and we got gas.” Okay, it wasn’t the greatest line I’ve ever come up with, but it did get a laugh from both of them.

I delivered T.J. and Mother to their respective homes, went to the pharmacy to get a couple of prescriptions filled for Mother, made a stop at the post office, and then returned to the pharmacy to get Mother’s prescriptions and take them to the house. I went over the instructions with Ernie and then left to drive back to the lake and Big V.

I took a short nap and then once again hit the gully, trying to clear out the last section down by the road before it got dark. The weatherman was forecasting rain for the next few days and I wanted to get as much done as possible before it got too wet to work.

We both got out this evening to do laundry and watched the Texas/Iowa State basketball game when we weren’t driving to and from the laundry room.

Barbara: Jim was nice enough to leave this space for me but I can’t think of a thing I did while he was gone that would be interesting to anyone, including myself!

Thursday, January 14

We woke up to the sound of sprinkles (which sound very loud inside Big V) and the possibility of showers and rain all day, and decided that since Big V was clean and we couldn’t work outside, we’d just drive to Lindale (about 25 miles south on Highway 69) to get our hair cut and do some shopping at Walmart.

We stopped at the post office in Mineola and then at Sonic for breakfast before continuing to Lindale, where we managed to take care of most of the business for the day. Thank goodness, we’ve found a girl at the style shop in the Lindale Walmart who cuts and shapes our hair exactly the way we want it!

We stopped to visit T.J. at her house when we got back to Mineola and then headed over to Mother’s house to visit for a bit and repackage some things that we needed to mail out. While we were there, we reminded Ernie that we would be cooking at Mother’s house tomorrow and asked if they would be joining us. He said that they had to drive to Longview tomorrow for a 60,000-mile checkup on the car and wouldn’t be at the house, so we said we’d just cook for the three of us since T.J. also had something on her dance card for the noon hour.

After another trip to the post office and a stop at the bank in Quitman, we ordered up a couple of burgers at Sonic, took advantage of their Happy Hour special on drinks, and returned to Big V to eat and laze around a bit.

While Barbara took care of business inside (phone calls and emails), I went outside to start pulling vines out of another section of trees. It started sprinkling a little, but under the canopy of trees and vines, I hardly got wet at all. Barbara yelled out the window to ask if I had sense enough to come in out of the rain (she said she’d always wanted to ask that particular question) and I told her I didn’t and kept plowing through the vines and undergrowth until it was too dark to see what I was doing.

Tonight we had a light snack for supper (since we’d had a late lunch), watched TV, made a few phone calls (after 7:00 of course…got to save those minutes), worked at the computers, and generally accomplished not much of anything.

Friday, January 15

Happy Birthday today to Nancy Jean (Barbara’s younger sister) in Cleburne!!!

It was cool and damp as we got up and around this morning…definitely not an early morning made for working outside.

We gathered up some groceries and went into town around 10:30 so Barbara could start fixing lunch for Mother and us while I went to the post office and took care of some business.

When I returned to the house I helped Barbara a little with the food preparation and we let Mother continue reading her latest book selection until the meal was ready.

The lunch was a big hit…pork chops baked in mushroom soup and flavored with onions and peppers, green beans seasoned with bacon, stovetop stuffing, toasted homemade jalapeno bread, and lemon pie. To say that we feasted would be an understatement!

In the past, Mother has gotten up from the table, gone back to her room, and started her early-afternoon nap, but she broke from that pattern today as she got her coffee cup and, after taking a potty break, returned to the living room to sit down and join us in a conversation that lasted well over an hour. It really was a fun time!

We finally left around 2:30, stopped at the bank in Quitman, and then returned to Big V so we could take our afternoon nap.

I woke up around 3:30 and went outside to tackle more jungle clearing. We’ve made great progress in removing briar vines, but there is so much more to do.

It started sprinkling around 5:00, so I came back inside. Barbara gave me the rundown on a conversation she had just finished with Jimmy Clint and then we walked over to the clubhouse to join about a dozen other property owners for tonight’s special event, free ice cream cones. We made some new acquaintances and enjoyed talking with Linda and Gary, our nearest neighbors.

Tonight was just another “sit and do not much of anything night and we spent it by doing just that. We had bought a used DVD one day on a lark and decided that this was just the perfect time to watch Clint Eastwood protect and save the president in In the Line of Fire! Nothing like the old timers to know how to perform!

Saturday, January 16

Happy 63rd Birthday to Jerry Little (Jim’s younger brother in Roswell, New Mexico!!!

It was just another cool, cloudy, and wet day around Wood County…too wet to get out and work this morning, so when we finally got around to getting dressed (about 10 o’clock), we drove to Mineola to catch up on some work at Mother’s house.

When we were getting Mother’s room ready for Maria to clean it earlier in the week, we noticed great piles of miscellaneous papers on her desk. At that time, I tried to make little stacks of similar bills, bank statements, etc. but decided that we’d have to come back another time to build some files and make sense of everything.

Well, today was that other time! While I worked at the desk and sorted through all of Mother’s prescription records and started setting up file folders, Barbara moved everything else to the bed (Mother had gone to Tyler with T.J. this morning so they could pick up Joseph-Rob and Michelle’s son, for the weekend).

Before long, every square inch of Mother’s bed was covered with stacks of paper that Barbara was sorting into like categories. As she would get a stack mostly completed, I would go pick it up and take it back to the desk to place into a file folder and then into a hanging file in one of the desk drawers.

It took about three and a half hours, but we got the job done, just as Mother and T.J. arrived back at the house. To say that Mother was delighted to see the top of her desk again would be an understatement!

Since our job was done and Mother wanted to take her nap, we said our goodbyes to her and Ernie and left, stopping at the post office and then at T.J.’s house for a few minutes before pointing the car toward the lake.

Since we hadn’t had a real breakfast and the hungrys were working on us, we decided to get a couple of Mexican dinners to go from Peralta’s, a really nice Mexican restaurant in Quitman. The food smelled so good it was all we could do to not pull to the side of the road and dig in, but we held off until we got back to Big V to enjoy every morsel.

A busy morning and a late lunch just demanded an afternoon nap. I slept for a little over an hour and Barbara, who said she probably wouldn’t sleep at all because she wanted to sleep well tonight, fell deep asleep for a couple of hours.

I went outside to tackle the vine problem for about an hour…finally got chased inside by another rain shower, and we spent the rest of the evening watching TV, working at the computer, and finishing up this edition of the journal and blog.

“Old age is when you still have something on the ball, but you are just too tired to bounce it.” – A. Nonny Muss

From Our (soggy) Little Lot in Holiday Village at Lake Fork,

Jim/Dad/Gramps & Barbara/Mom/Grams

A Little Start to the New Year

Friday, January 1 – Saturday, January 9, 2010

Friday, January 1

Happy New Year!!!

“Let this coming year be better than all the others. Vow to do some of the things you've always wanted to do but couldn't find the time. Call up a forgotten friend. Drop an old grudge, and replace it with some pleasant memories. Vow not to make a promise you don't think you can keep. Walk tall, and smile more. You'll look ten years younger. Don't be afraid to say, 'I love you'. Say it again. They are the sweetest words in the world.” – Ann Landers

We actually saw the new year roll in for the first time since 2007. It wasn’t our idea, since we had gone to sleep much earlier, but the firecrackers and barking dogs woke us up around 11:30, so we got up and watched, if not celebrated, as the clock rolled around and 2010 was born in East Texas.

By 1:00, we were back in bed and sound asleep, only to wake up around 6:30 to get our day started in earnest. T.J. had offered to pay for a New Year’s Day meal if we would cook it, which suited us just fine, as we would much rather cook than pay…that’s just the way we are. We had planned out the menu with T.J., Mother, and Ernie; we wanted ham and cheese grits, Mother wanted black-eyed peas, T.J. didn’t care what we fixed, but would bake a pan of cornbread, and Ernie agreed that he and Billee could provide a meat of their choosing since they don’t eat pork products.

Ernie did call us yesterday to say that he and Billee wouldn’t be joining the family for the meal, but T.J. also called and said that Rob, Michelle, and the kids would be coming in for the day, so the menu (and amounts) would still work out.

With the menu and portions in mind, we started the preparations here in Big V. Soon, the place was alive with the smell of the ham baking and the sounds of activity as we put together all the ingredients for the cheese grits (Mother’s recipe) and a new recipe that Mother had found in the paper-black-eyed pea soup.

After washing the dishes and “kind of” straightening up our kitchen, we packed all the food (and our dirty laundry) in the Vibe and drove to Mineola to spend the day. While Barbara started the first of several loads of laundry, I carried all the food into Mother’s kitchen and we were soon busy making all the final preparations for the meal.

T.J., Rob, Michelle, and the kids arrived around 11:45 and shortly after noon we all sat down to a table laden with fresh-cooked food. We even broke out a set of Mother’s china for the occasion, so not only did everything smell wonderful, the table looked beautiful.

We had a great family time together; eating, laughing, eating, talking, eating, eating some more and finally topping off the eating with a new recipe that Barbara found, “To Die for Chocolate Pudding Cake.” Incidentally, while the dessert was okay, Barbara and I voted that it didn’t live up to its name, so we put the recipe in the “round file” (trash) instead of the recipe box.

After the meal, everyone pitched in and got the dishes washed and the kitchen and dining room straightened as we continued a multitude of conversations. Mother even gave up her afternoon nap to keep up with the rest of us.

Rob and his family had to leave to drive back to their home, but T.J. stuck around a bit longer to talk while we finished our laundry.

We eventually got away to head back to the lake, making a stop to visit cousins Angela and Ladd for a few minutes. As we left their house, we realized that we needed to go back to Mother’s house (just a couple of minutes away) to check on something and found that Ernie and Billee had returned, so we got to visit with Ernie for a couple of minutes before returning to Big V and crashing after a long, but very fun day…a great way to begin 2010.

Saturday, January 2

After beginning the year in a great way yesterday, we moved to a not-so-great day today.

Leah called us a couple of days ago to tell us that one of our acquaintances from Liberal had passed away and the funeral would be today in Granbury, a three-hour drive from Holiday Village.

Barbara didn’t know Bryce Neaville well, but because he was the Dean of Administrative Services at Seward County Community College in Liberal, I had a connection with him. Bryce’s wife, Jane, was the bookkeeper at West Middle School when Barbara started teaching there and they became very close. Also, Troy Neaville, Bryce and Jane’s son, began his teaching career at WMS and then moved to LHS, where he taught and coached while I was band director and then assistant principal and principal, so I had a close connection with him.

Since we are not so far away from Granbury, we decided that we should drive over today for the memorial service. We haven’t seen any of the family since we retired and, although this would not be the kind of visit any of us would have wanted, we thought we should be there.

It was a beautiful (if somewhat chilly) day and we enjoyed the drive to Granbury, a town we haven’t visited before. The memorial service was very meaningful, with the music and the message capturing the essence of Bryce.

We joined the receiving line as we left the chapel and when Jane saw us, she began crying and told us what a surprise it was to see us; then, she invited us to join the family and friends at her house for food and visitation.

We followed the crowd to the house (it is absolutely gorgeous) and stayed for about an hour, visiting with Jane and Troy and even seeing another of our former LHS teacher/coaches, Heath Frazier, and his family, who drove up from Austin.

With a long drive back home ahead of us, we said our goodbyes and promised Jane that we would come back to visit, now that we know where she is, and began the trip back home. Rather than driving straight to the lake, we went to the post office in Mineola to check for mail, and then made a quick stop at Mother’s house to check on her. Since our original plan was to maybe spend the night in Richardson with Heather, Andy, and the kids (that plan changed when Heather called while we were on the road this morning to tell us that they had just returned from Kansas City last night and she and Abby were both sick) Mother was quite surprised to see us.

We stayed at the house long enough to put her through her evening stretching exercises and to visit with Ernie for a couple of minutes before driving to the lake and settling in for the night.

Sunday, January 3

It was with very light hearts that we headed off to Yantis First Baptist Church this morning. We had enjoyed our previous visits so much that we felt deeply that this should be our new church home and made our decision on the 5-mile drive to Yantis that we would come forward during the invitation this morning and move our membership letters from First Baptist of Artesia.

Everything about the morning confirmed our decision, from the warm and friendly greetings we received as we came through the doors, to the selection of music and the message that was delivered by Kent Pate, the director of missions for the district, the interim pastor until the church calls the man they want.

From his opening statements, we felt as if the preacher had been following us and listening to every word we’ve said for the past four months…it was almost as if the sermon was tailor-made for us. The bottom line was that we needed to quit feeling sorry for ourselves, move ahead with our lives, and quit “sitting, soaking, and souring,” especially in our church lives. When the announcement was made about a new women’s study group on Tuesday nights (for Barbara) and the need for choir members (me), we were convinced that this was the church for us…we almost wanted to shout, “Sign us up now!”

And then…came one of the strangest things I’ve ever witnessed in a Baptist church; for whatever reason, a public invitation for personal decisions was not given. Instead, we moved directly from the sermon to Communion and then a dismissal.

We went to the preacher and I told him that he owed me a new pair of shoes because he had ruined mine by stepping all over my toes. Barbara told him that anytime he delivers that particular sermon, he needed to offer an invitation. We then explained what we had planned to do and said that we’d be back tonight to join the church.

We then came back to Big V, had lunch, and took a short nap. After fielding a couple of phone calls from our friends Rod and Ruth in Virginia, I went outside and did some more work on the property, trying to clear the end of the gully beside the road. This, I found, was going to take much longer than I had thought.

We returned to the church at 5:00 so I could go to choir practice while Barbara checked out the new Dollar General store in Yantis before returning for the evening service.

As an aside, and another reminder of how small the world can be, the choir director at the church was a student of Dr. Chris White, head of the music department at Texas A&M University-Commerce, and works with Chris’s wife, Dona, in Sulphur Springs. Chris and I taught together for three years at Wasson High School in Colorado Springs before I left to go to Liberal and he went to Boulder to work on his doctorate.

Anyway, I had a good time at choir practice. It was the first time in many years that I have sung with the choir, and I found that I felt very much at home there.

As soon as the evening service began, the preacher started stepping on our toes again, delivering the first in a series of messages about relationships-personal, family, and church. It was déjà vu all over again.

We were again prepared to step forward at the beginning of the invitation hymn, but once again the preacher went directly from the sermon to the benediction…go figure! Sometimes the best-laid plans are nothing more than well-laid plans.

As we left the pew, one of the deacons, Mike Smith, who knew of our intentions, rushed up to us, got the preacher’s attention, and pointed to us. The preacher got one of those “oops” looks on his face, raised his hands, and said, “I forgot.” He later assured us that if we were there next Sunday, he would definitely remember to extend an invitation to join the church.

We returned home, had our supper, made our Sunday evening phone calls to Mother and Jean, watched the DVD of Flags of Our Fathers (not as good as the book, but movies rarely are. Still, it showed the horrors of war (not glorified at all) and how the military, rightly or wrongly, was used as a pawn for politicians and bureaucrats.

We talked a little about the movie and its merits and then turned in for a good night’s sleep after an informative and uplifting day.

Monday, January 4

It was a kind of slow morning around our place…too cold to go out and do anything, so we stayed inside and did some much-needed straightening and cleaning.

Barbara put together another batch of chicken salad and we took it to Mineola for the Monday noon meal with the family. When we were just a few blocks from Mother’s house, we met Ernie and Billee going the opposite direction. We went on to Mother’s place and got everything ready for lunch.

Ernie and Billee didn’t come back, so we had Mother all to ourselves for about an hour…enjoyed the meals and the time together.

T.J. came over at 11:30, had a bite to eat with us, and then we took her to Mt. Pleasant, about an hour northeast of Mineola, to attend a funeral service.

We’ve written about my second cousin, Madeline, who is the daughter of Ladd and Angela. Madeline is going to college at Mt. Pleasant and was dating a young man she had met up there. Ashley was 23 years old, a former Marine, and a recent graduate of the police academy. On New Year’s Eve, Ashley invited Madeline to attend a concert at a club in that area. Since Madeline was packing for a ski trip with Ashley and his family, she begged off and stayed home to wash clothes and pack for the adventure. Ashley went on to the club to hear the band. While he was there, he noticed another patron who was really causing grief for one of the young ladies who was present. Ashley stepped in to defend the young lady, a fight broke out, and both men were ushered out of the club.

As Ashley was leaving, the other man started the fight again, pulled a knife, and stabbed him twice before swinging the knife a cutting Ashley’s throat. Ashley died there in the parking lot and the other man left, leading police on a high-speed chase.

We decided that even though we did not know Ashley or his family, we needed to go to the funeral to support Madeline, Angela, and Ladd. And, though we did not get to see them because of the huge crowd in the church (every seat was full and the walls were lined with people who were standing throughout the service), we did hear a service that was very appropriate for the occasion.

The pastor took this opportunity to talk to the many young people present about their responsibilities and the consequences of their choices and actions. He also made the statement that any man, no matter what his age, who mistreats a women or who allows someone else to mistreat a woman, is no man at all. As soon as he said that, there was a thunderous round of applause that began with a group of young people in the balcony and spread throughout the church.

When the service was over, we got out of the crowded parking lot as quickly as possible and headed back to Mineola and Mother’s house.

T.J. went on home and we stayed for about an hour to straighten Mother’s room so Maria will be able to come in and clean on Wednesday. Then, it was back to Big V for the evening.

We tried to stay up and watch the Fiesta Bowl game, but since we didn’t really have a dog in the fight (although I was hoping that TCU would win}, we gave it up before halftime and went to bed to read for a while before dropping off to sleep.

Tuesday, January 5

Our sleep patterns last night were all out of whack for some reason. Barbara was up from 11:00 until 2:00, and I woke up at 4:00…don’t know if our body-clocks think that we should be splitting guard duties or what, but it is very annoying to not get a full night’s sleep.

When we finally did get going, it was at less than half-speed. It was bitterly cold (23 degrees) and the outside hydrant was frozen. We were prepared for that to happen and had a full load of water in our tank, so all we had to do when we wanted water was to hit the pump switch.

I took the time this morning to fix a full breakfast, something I haven’t done for some time. We had fried ham, scrambled eggs, and French toast while we watched another episode of Golden Girls on DVD (our latest video diversion).

Barbara started in on the dishes while I went to the bedroom and straightened up in there and then we spent the rest of the morning just piddling around the place and enjoying doing not much of anything for a while.

We went to Mineola around 1:00 and did some straightening in Mother’s room, getting ready for Maria to come in on Thursday and do some cleaning of Mother’s bedroom and bathroom. Our (and Leah and Ryan’s) Christmas gift to Mother was to arrange to have Maria, T.J.’s housekeeper, come in every two weeks for a couple of months to clean Mother’s room, quite a task when one considers all the books, videos, and knick-knacks that are set out on shelves and furniture in there. Our job today was to just semi-organize things into stacks (or baskets in the bathroom) so Maria won’t have to move so many individual items to dust and polish.

When the cleaning was done, we sat down with Ernie to discuss the menu for the rest of the week so we could know what and how much to buy, especially since we would be cooking tomorrow’s family meal. He said that he and Billee wouldn’t be joining us because he owed her a birthday dinner, so they would go to Lindale for their lunch tomorrow.

With that information in hand, we took off for a shopping spree at Walmart, bought enough food for at least ten family meals over the next couple of weeks (Mother gave us her credit card), and then returned to put the groceries away before heading back to the lake and Big V.

While Barbara put groceries away, I went outside for an hour or so to continue pulling weeds and other unwanted growth out of the gully. I figured it might be the last opportunity to work outside this week because of the severe cold snap that has been forecast.

I took Barbara up to the church at Yantis tonight so she could participate in a new ladies group, The Bridge Club. It isn’t about playing bridge, but about using scriptures and life experiences to help bridge the generation gap among the ladies of the church. That’s all I know about it, so Barbara will need to give further explanations.

Barbara: Three young women set up the “Bridge Club” in December as a way for women of all ages to come together and grow in strength as each deals with daily life. Having attended hospice after Henry’s death, I found that in many ways it was similar to that. The biggest difference is that each shared a verse in the Bible that meant something special to them and that they felt they needed more guidance in. That’s not to say there wasn’t plenty of laughter and bird walking, too. All in all, it was all I hoped it would be.

Jim: I went to “tour” the new Dollar General store for a while and then returned to the church foyer to read a book while I waited for the ladies to finish. I had told Barbara earlier that the meeting was bound to be over by 8:00, since no one would want to be out late on a cold night like this one. Boy was I wrong again, as the ladies didn’t finish until 8:30.

We returned to Big V a little before 9:00, had a light supper, watched TV and played computer games, and then retired for the night.

Wednesday, January 6

Our lunch menu for Mother and T.J. today was Puerto Rican Chicken, black beans, rice, and jalapeno bread. With that many dishes to prepare, we spent a good part of the morning getting everything ready. I prepared everything but the rice, which, to make sure it was hot and fresh, Barbara cooked at Mother’s house.

With everything set on the table around 1:00, we sat down and dug in, savoring every morsel as we told Mother and T.J. the stories of how we first met Margarita, Maria, and Francisco in Liberal and how we ended up traveling to Puerto Rico to visit them a year or so after we retired.

We polished off the meal with some carrot cake that T.J. had brought over for dessert. Barbara and T.J. cleaned the kitchen while I visited with Mother, and then we left to run some errands before returning to Holiday Village and Big V.

Since the weatherman was calling for temperatures as low as 17 degrees for the next two nights (and nothing above freezing until Friday), we stopped at a hardware store to buy some foam pipe insulation and then at Walmart for a 10-foot water hose (just the right length for the distance from the hydrant to Big V’s water inlet) before coming home.

Once back at Big V, Barbara put away the cooking pots we had taken to town and I went outside to hook up the new hose and install the insulation…maybe now we won’t have too much trouble with a frozen water line.

Tonight we just took it easy, fielding a few phone calls and continually checking the weather forecast to see what was headed for us.

Thursday, January 7

Because Mother, Ernie, and I had some family business to take care of today, we bumped up our “cooking day” from tomorrow and went to Mother’s house around 9:30 so Barbara could start laundry and lunch while the three of us went to visit a lawyer in Quitman.

The bitter cold that had been predicted for this morning was slow in getting here, so it wasn’t too terribly bad outside (but, we also didn’t spend much time outside).

When we returned to Mineola and got Mother back in her warm house, I helped Barbara with the final stages of the preparation of today’s meal, Johnny Mosetti, a hamburger-based casserole. Once it was in the oven, we took a short ride, went to the post office, and then returned to get everything ready for the meal. Barbara set the table while I took clothes out of the dryer and started folding and hanging them. Soon, the chores were completed, T.J. arrived, and Mother, T.J., Ernie, and I sat down to eat, talk, and then eat some more.

While Barbara and T.J. cleaned the kitchen, I visited some more with Mother and then Barbara and I loaded our clothes in the Vibe, and went over to T.J.’s house to chat some more before driving back to Holiday Village and settling in for the rest of the day.

The night, of course, included watching the BCS championship football game between Texas and Alabama. I’ve had a bad feeling about this since the pairings were set and, sure enough, my Longhorns just weren’t up to the task…again. Oh well, it was a great second half and the final score didn’t reflect how close a game it really was.

Friday, January 8

Brrrrr!!!!! It was 20 degrees and windy when I woke up at 5:30 this morning and that was the high point of the day. When I went to refill the coffeepot, I found that the waterlines were frozen…even the water pump didn’t work…had to go to Plan B, which we hadn’t even developed.

I made a mad dash to Walmart in Sulphur Springs to buy a clip-on lamp and some light bulbs. We’ve had probably a half dozen of those lamps over the years, but can never find one when we need it. We now know where the new one is…fastened to the water pump compartment wall, where we hope it will get (and keep) the pump thawed enough that we can access the water from our fresh water tank.

With that little bit of business taken care of, we hopped in the car and drove down to the RV park shower house, which was toasty warm and had lots of hot water for showers. It was certainly a better deal than going without a shower today!

The rest of the day was spent entirely unto ourselves; no mail, bank, post office, Walmart (except the aforementioned) runs or visits with anyone. After a busy week of going, going, and going some more (we are feeling like models for the energizer bunny) we were ready for some down time and took full advantage of it.

Saturday, January 9

Today was one of the slowest of the slow mornings we’ve had lately. We finally got the water pump defrosted late last night and left the faucet on to drip so the pipes wouldn’t freeze again. At least, that was our theory, since we knew there was no chance of getting the main water line defrosted until the temperatures came up again.

And, our theory worked, as we had plenty of running water when we woke up…not that we did anything in particular with it, as it was too cold to go outside and we just sat around in our pajamas and robes, read our email, played games, and generally did nothing important.

As we were sitting around doing nothing, a couple walked up beside Big V and asked if we were the Littles. Barbara said we were and they said that Bob and Mary Royar had told them that they needed to come meet us.

It turns out that Gene and Michelle, who Bob and Mary had told us about, are also retired school people from Kansas. In fact, he was the superintendent and she was an elementary principal in Dodge City when I was in my early days as a band director in Liberal. Of course, we also knew many of the same people…Duane Colvin, the assistant superintendent who hired me at Liberal, was the high school principal at Dodge City under Gene. Michelle knew Darin Headrick, the principal who hired Barbara to teach at West Middle School, from her days of graduate study at Fort Hays State University.

Anyway, we talked for an hour or so and it became apparent that we will be able to have some good times together. Gene and Michelle will be here for four months (they have a large acreage up around Inman, Kansas, and will return there during the growing season), so we will have lots of time to visit.

After Gene and Michelle left, we scurried around and got cleaned up to go to Mineola to meet with Gene and Carolyn Neyer, friends we first met when we were living in the RV park at the Mineola Civic Center a couple of summers ago. Carolyn had emailed a couple of days ago to see if we wanted to come to town this afternoon to see Blind Side at the movie theater.

We saw an ABC Special last week about the movie and had already decided that we wanted to see it when it was available, so Carolyn’s note was very timely.

Before leaving, I did manage to get the main water line unfrozen and running again…just hope that we can keep it open for another frigid night.

We did make it to the movie and enjoyed it very much…would recommend it to anyone as a great family movie, even if you don’t care much about football. It’s very inspirational and is based on a true story.

Since tonight was the monthly dinner at the clubhouse, we invited Gene and Carolyn out to see our place (they hadn’t been out here yet) and join us and other property owners for the meal, and they jumped at the offer.

As soon as the movie was over, The Neyers went to Walmart while we went over to pay a short visit to T.J. and then drove to Walmart to hook up with Gene and Carolyn and have them follow us to Holiday Village.

As luck would have it, the six of us, Gene and Michelle, Gene and Carolyn, and Barbara and I were able to sit together, eat our meal, and visit a bunch; in fact, we ended up being the last ones out of the clubhouse tonight.

Gene and Carolyn walked back to the lot with us, we visited some more in the warmth and comfort of Big V, and then they left to return to their home between Mineola and Alba.

It was really a nice day…we met new friends, caught up with old friends, saw a movie (something we rarely ever do), and had a nice meal out…it just doesn’t get much better, and it was a great way to end the first full week of 2010 and our first journal/blog entry for Journal Number 8!

“All the world’s a stage and most of us are desperately unrehearsed.” – Sean O’Casey, Irish playwright

From “Our LITTLE Lot” at Lake Fork,

Jim/Dad/Gramps & Barbara/Mom/Grams

A Little Ending of 2009

Sunday, December 27 – Thursday, December 31

Sunday, December 27

Happy 6th Birthday to Alexander Dondis in Richardson, Texas!!!

Happy Anniversary to Leah and Ryan McQuitty in Liberal, Kansas!!!

After all the snow and ice that we had been in, it was a very pleasant return to East Texas where the weather is cool, but without the frozen roads!

After doing laundry, unpacking the Vibe, and getting Big V all livable again, it was over to Mineola for us to check in with TJ and Edith. Since we do not intend to travel anywhere Monday, I whipped up some chicken salad to take over to Edith’s for Ernie to fix for her lunch tomorrow.

With things as crazy as they’ve been lately, we are very behind on mailing out Christmas gifts to our other children and grandchildren so that has to be a priority soon! Maybe we can get that done by Tuesday. At least that is our goal for now.

Monday, December 28

For the first time in a l-o-n-g time, we just hung around Big V, straightening the place up and catching up on mail.

While Barbara worked inside during the afternoon, I tackled the job of clearing out briar vines from the trees along the north side of the gully. We have a number of beautiful trees (not legally a part of our property, but on a lot that can never be sold and that looks like it belongs to us) that are literally being choked out by many years’ worth of vines. Our hope is that the trees will begin to flourish and provide even more shade than in the past.

The day also included bread-baking as we worked to finish preparing Christmas packages for the kids and grandkids…a little late, but with lots of love. Barbara did the organizing and packing, and by the end of the evening, we had four packages ready to send out tomorrow.

Tuesday, December 29

With the threat of freezing rain and sleet hanging over us, I decided to get out early this morning and carve away as many briar vines as possible while I could. I know we talked much earlier in the year about the briars that we found when we first purchased the lot and how difficult it is to remove them. Basically what we have to do is cut each vine off as near to the ground as possible and then pull it away from the tree. Since there may be as many as twenty to thirty vines (some as long as 20-25 feet) growing through a tree, and they are all entangled with the branches and each other, it is a tedious (and often painful) task, with the sharp thorns snapping back and cutting through multiple layers of clothing to slice arms and legs.

T.J. invited us to come to lunch at her house today, so after we got cleaned up and delivered the Christmas packages to the post office in Quitman, we motored in to Mineola, picked Mother up, and drove over to T.J.’s house for a wonderful meal of cooked cabbage, roast pork, mashed potatoes and gravy, and fresh hot cornbread…yum-yum! Since Ernie and Billee don’t eat pork products, they were left to fend for themselves for their lunch.

After lunch and some visiting, we took Mother back to her house, went to the post office and the store, and then returned to Holiday Village just in time for the weather front to hit.

Barbara went inside to take a nap, but I decided to go outside while it was just sprinkling and cut out as many vines as I could before the really bad stuff hit. By five o’clock, there was a steady shower all around (I was under the trees, so I didn’t get too wet) and the sun was going down, so I called it quits and returned to Big V for the evening, where we had a light supper. Following our meal, Barbara started work on a big bowl of Puerto Rican potato salad and then we whiled the evening away working on the journal and playing computer games.

Wednesday, December 30

We were both up during the night, so we slept in until around 8:00 this morning, something very unusual for us. After a little light straightening in Big V (delaying a much-needed deep cleaning for another time), we gathered the potato salad and some bread and headed to Mineola for our Wednesday noon meal with the family.

Unfortunately, T.J. was feeling under the weather, so she wasn’t able to join us. Billee said that she was still full from a late breakfast and stayed in her room, but Mother, Ernie, Barbara, and I enjoyed a wonderful meal of chicken patty sandwiches, potato salad, carrots, and Red Velvet cake. It was good to see that Mother is regaining her appetite and enjoying her meals once again.

Usually, Mother heads for her room right after eating, but today she surprised us by walking straight from the table to one of the living room couches, where she sat down and the four of us talked, joked, laughed, and played with Spike and Bonita for about an hour before deciding it was time to move on to other things.
On the way out of town we stopped at a video store and rented some movies. After reading Flags of Our Fathers, I’ve become very interested in the WW II Battle of Iwo Jima. We not only found that movie, but also located Letters from Iwo Jima, a movie (directed by Clint Eastwood, as was Flags of Our Fathers) depicting the story of the 22,000 Japanese soldiers who were ordered to defend the island “to the death” in order to forestall the imminent invasion of Japan by American forces.

In addition to the two movies, I also found a copy of Iwo Jima, 50 Years of Memories, a PBS documentary featuring Marine Corps and Navy archival footage of the month long battle for the tiny 8-mile square island that took the lives of 21,000 Japanese soldiers and over 6,000 American military personnel.

Tonight, we decided that we weren’t up to a full-length movie, but did watch the documentary to help us understand more of what happened during that hellish battle.

Thursday, December 31

Good Morning World…It’s New Year’s Eve…the last day of 2009!

It was another routine day for the Littles. Since the sun doesn’t come up very early around here and it was so foggy we could barely see across the road, we didn’t have a whole lot of desire to get out and around this morning.

I tackled the vines around a few more trees while Barbara got some things ready to take to Mother’s house, and we finally got away from here around 11:30, stopping at Walmart in Mineola to buy supplies for tomorrow’s lunch before going to the post office, Mother’s house, and then T.J.’s house before returning to the lake and Big V.

A short afternoon nap was in order after all that exertion and then we settled in for a quiet New Year’s Eve…not a whole lot of excitement for those of us who are hanging around Holiday Village this week. Well, we did have a brief moment of excitement as two deer came running across the lot…the first time that we’ve seen deer on our property…and we didn’t even have the camera at hand!

Today’s entry was prepared just after I made my annual New Year’s Eve call to our friends, Max and Marion, in Santa Fe, and Barbara made her annual call to our friends Gary and Joyce in Houston…it’s one of the few traditions we have maintained.

Once the calls were made, we decided to forego any TV celebrations and just go on to bed around 9:30 or so. We even fell asleep, but found ourselves waking up around 11:00, so we went ahead and got up to listen to the fire crackers that were being set off all around the park (and the resultant dog-barking, also all around the park).

After welcoming 2010, we finally fell asleep again around 1:00 a.m., the latest we’ve stayed up for New Year’s Eve in a long time.

“The Old Year has gone. Let the dead past bury its own dead. The New Year has taken possession of the clock of time. All hail the duties and possibilities of the coming twelve months!” ~Edward Payson Powell

Worn out by the troubles of 2009, but happy to see another new year at Lake Fork, Texas,
Jim/Dad/Gramps & Barbara/Mom/Grams

ADDENDUM

The following was written as the foreword to Journal 7. The journals are printed, bound, and given to our children and grandchildren as histories of our life and travels during the first years of our retirement. We share it here as our final thoughts on the past year.

December 31, 2009

As we sit here on the last night of 2009, pondering our experiences of the past year… our perceived brutality of the past four months, as well as the high points (of which there have been far more than low points), we are struck with wonderment at how God has embellished and enriched our lives through contacts with old friends and how He has sent us angels to help us on our journey through the tough times…what a mighty and loving God we serve!

With each 6-month segment of our retirement (and this is the seventh), we have had the pleasure of mountaintop experiences (sometimes literally) with friends, new and old, and family.

Traveling across this great country of ours, whether by car, motorcycle, or motorhome, has been an exhilarating experience. We’ve met new friends, worshipped in new churches, seen new sights, and learned new skills. And, along the way we’ve renewed old relationships and discovered the strength of bonds that were created in past experiences.

Our retirement journey (as life itself is a journey) continues to amaze us as we rack up both experiences and miles. The journal chronicles the experiences, but we wait until the end of each segment to figure out the miles it took to have all those experiences.

Since July 1 of this year we have logged a total of 19,180 miles on our personal vehicles; 13,211 on the Vibe, 2,628 on the Voyager (motorcycle), and 3,341 on the Voyage (motorhome). In addition, Barbara had approximately 2,000 miles on an emergency flight from Baltimore to Lubbock.

For the year, we drove/rode 33,264 miles; 24,397 in the Vibe, 3,073 on the Voyager, and 5,794 in the Voyage. Now, we just need to figure a way to run up that kind of mileage going to places we haven’t been before; like the Pacific Northwest and all the New England states…the dream is still alive.

As we stand on the cusp of a new calendar year, we offer up our profound thanks for the prayers and good works of family and friends (who we consider to be extended family) who have supported us during the hard times and celebrated with us during the good times. We treasure your love and friendship far more than mere words can tell.

Wishing each of you a wonderful and prosperous 2010 from Our LITTLE Lot at Lake Fork, Texas,

Jim/Dad/Gramps & Barbara/Mom/Grams

Just Little Notes

Wednesday, December 9 – Saturday, December 26, 2009

Wednesday…December 9


We’re back in East Texas now where we plan to stay for a while since Jim’s mother needs some special care. The responsibility for this care will be shared by us with Jim’s brother Ernie and his wife Billee who live with her.

Today we just got settled in Big V and made a trip into Mineola to check in with Edith.

Thursday…December 10

Errands and paperwork were on the agenda for today. One of the most important chores was to go into Quitman to check on getting a propane tank to make it through the winter season since we don’t want to have to close up the house and go into town to get propane every 3 weeks. This job turned out to be rather disappointing as they have to order the size tank we need and won’t have it available until next Tuesday. Then we’ll have to wait for the service call to put it in. Such is life!

Once we finished chores, we went back home for a quick lunch before going to Edith’s.

Friday…December 11

We certainly received a surprise today; one we didn’t count on. For some reason, after awaking, we checked the levels on water, propane, etc. To our shock, the propane was almost empty! This meant that we had miscalculated and now we had to close up the house and go into town. While Jim did that I decided that I’d go do laundry and get that done.

Since we had to put all the decorations away when Jim went into town, we wound up decorating Big V for Christmas when Jim returned. Now the house looks rather festive and ready for the season.

I had already made the chicken salad that we promised Jim’s family so with food in tow, our next stop would be Edith’s in Mineola.

Tonight we had Bob and Mary come over for a visit and some tamales since our time with them will be limited. They are leaving at the end of December to go down to the Valley for the winter.

Saturday…December 12

We had warned the family that today was going to be a lazy one for us and that’s exactly what it was. We didn’t even venture out until 4:00 and then it was just a short walk over to the Club House for a water committee meeting before the monthly free dinner that Holiday Village hosts.

Sunday…December 13

Today was a special day since we chose to drive to Yantis (about 4 or 5 miles away) to visit the 1st Baptist Church. This decision was made several weeks ago when we found out that our beloved pastor from Liberal is coming there the 20th for a pastoral visit. He and his family are leaving Liberal and Yantis is one of the churches they are looking at as a new home.

Once we found out that David and Lorrie were coming, we knew that we wanted to go check the church out. And, what a wonderful place we found. Even without a pastor, there were over a hundred worshipping this day. The choir of 17 performed a cantata that was outstanding! What powerful voices such a small group had! We thoroughly enjoyed ourselves and found that we were very comfortable there.

After church we just drove around the small town checking out the high school and different areas. It just was a time of exploration for us. Something we had never taken the time to do before.

Finally we had an afternoon that included nap time! Yay! Once naps were over, we headed into Mineola to check on the family.

Monday…December 14

We took one week to get ourselves organized and now we’re ready to tackle another situation which has had us quite worried…and that’s Edith’s health.

TJ (Jim’s aunt) made us an appointment to see the physical therapist at rehab who has been working with Edith. We needed to hear what Rob had observed and what he recommended to help Edith.

Basically, there were three major points…

1. She must exercise more as her leg and trunk muscles are beginning to atrophy. (Parkinson’s has caused her to slow down, but the lack of mobility has done the rest.)


2. She must have at least a 1500 calorie diet per day. (She is much too thin and frail)


3. She needs mental stimulation and watching TV all day long is not considered stimulation!


Rob said that if these needs are not attended to faithfully, Edith will have to be put in a nursing home within a month or two.

With all of this under our belt, Ernie, Billee, Jim and I returned home to Edith’s (she and TJ had gone to Tyler to the eye doctor) and discussed strategies and things that must be done. Since Ernie and Billee live with Edith, they would naturally be considered the primary caregivers, but that does not relieve Jim and me of our responsibilities as secondary caregivers.

To accomplish everything that Rob told us, we were going to need Edith’s help. So…after lunch that I fixed, we had a family pow-wow led by Jim. It was agreed by all that our goal was to get Edith more mobile and take away any chance of having to go into a nursing home.

Jim and I will be responsible for three lunches and at least 3 suppers a week while TJ also helps out a couple of the days. On the days that we come in to town, Jim and I will do Edith’s afternoon exercises with her while Ernie takes care of the morning ones. And…as we told Edith, what better mental stimulation could she have than to come in the living room and visit with us when we come over!

All in all, this was a draining day and by the time we arrived back out at the lake, we were exhausted not only physically, but mentally and spiritually. Time was needed to regroup and plan.

Tuesday…December 15

Our plans for today were to get out and work in the yard some, but since the weather didn’t co-operate, we wound up going into Lindale to get much needed haircuts and to do some Christmas shopping. (First we’ve done for the season)

Since we had to go through Mineola to get to Lindale, on the way home we went on by the house to see Edith. We showed Edith the presents we had bought for Alexander, Abby, and Jimmy and then she chose which ones would be from her. She really enjoyed the idea of picking out her own gifts!

Then, while Edith and I discussed some recipes, Jim and Ernie found some brother talk time. Billee came in and joined Edith and me as we hunted for a special chow-chow recipe. Eventually, it was time for me to begin Edith’s afternoon exercises…the first time I’ve done them alone. I got confused several times, but Edith was a good sport about it all!

While Edith visited with Ernie and Jim, I prepared her evening meal and imagine all of our surprise when Edith came to the kitchen table to eat it! Way to go, Edith!!

Once again we came home in the dark and settled down for some relaxing time.

Wednesday…December 16

Again, it was my day to fix lunch so we went in to Mineola where I wound up doing the laundry, too.

Thursday…December 17

It was time to get serious about wrapping some gifts and trying to get organized. However, it seemed that we spent much of the day just spinning our wheels.

Friday…December 18

Another Mineola day…

We did return home in time to join others here at the lake at the club house for a Christmas party. Since Mary has been in and out of the hospital, we were thrilled to spend another evening with Bob and her.

Saturday…December 19

At least we can say that Edith is certainly doing her part to ensure that a nursing home is not necessary! She agreed to go to Richardson (about an hour and a half trip) with us to see Heather and her family for Christmas. What a wonderful day we all had!

Jim and I had not seen Alexander and Abby in about 6 months and we could tell how much they had grown, not only physically, but mentally as well! Alexander can READ!!! He’s only 5…will be 6 in a week…and is just in kindergarten; but he was able to read the Mercer Mayer books I used in school to teach pattern writing. The books, I Was So Mad and Me, Too, are really fun books for those of you who have younger children or grandchildren. Abby is very tall now and has such an extended vocabulary and insight for a 3 year old.

Heather had created the most wonderful menu and was gracious enough to share two of the recipes with me since Granny (Edith) certainly enjoyed the meal. Now I can fix the pork loin and macaroni using Heather’s method.

Sunday…December 20

Happy 65th birthday to Jim!

Finally! The Sunday morning we have been waiting for! We arrived at Yantis Baptist Church a little early so that we could spend some time visiting with David and Lorri and their girls.

We were so thrilled that Edith had Ernie bring her out so that she could attend church with us. Also, we were delighted that Bob and Mary as well as two other friends from the lake, Linda and Margaret, attended the worship service.

David’s message of Why We Can Face Each Day With Hope…was definitely one that Jim and I needed to hear as it seems to us that our plates of life right now are heaping full of perils and worries. To keep the notes from his sermon for future reference, I have copied my notes.

1. His pardon erases our past


2. His power controls our present


3. His purpose transforms our problems


4. His protection relieves our fear


5. His provision supplies our needs


6. His promise secures our future


And…we know (100%) that in ALL things God works for the good of those who love Him. But, by ALL that means the good, the mediocre, and the bad.


We have no enemies who can conquer us if we are wrapped in the love of the Lord. (Verse 31) “For if God is for us, who can be against us?”)

Feeling unworthy hinders our worship.


God does NOT motivate through fear or threats!


We must do our part for the Lord to be able to do His.

After the service, Edith and Ernie came to the club house where Jim and I bought their lunch. Mary and Bob joined us.

Around 4 or so, David, Lorri and the girls came out to our lot to visit. What a wonderful gift! It’s not often that we have visitors so it was a real treat for us.

Jim and I returned to Yantis to attend the Sunday night service, where once again, our souls were fed and blessed by David’s sermon.

Monday…December 21

Happy Birthday to Heather Dondis in Richardson, Texas!!!

Another Mineola day…where we celebrated an early Christmas with Jim's family. Heather and Andy and the kids gave Granny a small Christmas tree complete with ornaments as well as handmade ones that Alexander and Abby designed. This tree was the centerpiece for our family celebration!

Then it was on to the post office to pick up the mail and then made a Wal-Mart run…the essentials of life. When we finished in town, we returned to Big V to pack for a trip to Lubbock.

Tuesday…December 22 - Saturday, December 26

Because of the situation in Lubbock, it was important that we return there for the holidays. It was a difficult time for all of us, but it was not without its wonderful moments.

We did have a White Christmas for our visit. Ice and snow started falling and accumulating Wednesday evening and stayed on the ground all the time we were there.

Jaycie spent quite a bit of time with us and enjoyed playing in the snow, especially making snow ice cream which she soon learned to do on her own. We think she wound up making at least 10 bowls of snow ice cream! She also enjoyed opening and playing with her Christmas gifts.


We said goodbye to Jimmy Clint Saturday morning and as soon as the roads cleared enough for travel, we started the long trek back to East Texas. Before long we were playing a new travel game…Count the Number of Vehicles in the Ditches. U.S. Highway 82 from Lubbock to Seymour, about 150 miles, was pretty clear, so we saw only 6 cars (including a Crosby County Sheriff’s car) in the ditches. From Seymour to Gainsville was an entirely different story; that area had the brunt of the recent storm and only minimum paths had been cleared for travel. We counted well over 62 cars and trucks that had spun off the highway, including a tractor-trailer rig just outside Wichita Falls. Not only was the rig jackknifed in the median, the tow truck that had been sent to pull it out was also stuck, so a second tow truck was standing by.

By the time we reached Gainesville, we were exhausted, so we found a room and called it a day., with plans to get back to the lake tomorrow.

“If you want to make enemies, try to change something.” - Woodrow Wilson

On the road again, but headed to our East Texas home,

Jim/Dad/Gramps and Barbara/Mom/Grams

Little Troubled Waters

Sunday, November 22 – Tuesday, December 8, 2009


This is certainly a different journal entry. Jim and I have walked a very thorny path for the last 2 ½ weeks.

We went to Lubbock on Sunday expecting to enjoy the normal family Thanksgiving celebration. Instead, we found ourselves involved in a family crisis of great magnitude.

It’s just too personal to even relate, but we know that with God’s help each of us will come through stronger and better than ever.

God never promised us a life of roses; but He did promise that he would never forsake us.

“Lord, help us to remember that nothing is going to happen today that we and You can't handle together.” anon (and our daily quote for those days)

Jim/Dad/Gramps and Barbara/Mom/Grams