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It is summer time and that usually means vacations. The season for travel to places we love to go, have not seen before or to visit friends and relatives. But this year with the high gas prices, these trips could become a difficult and expensive venture. I always enjoyed taking summer trips when my children were younger. We went to places likes Yellowstone Park, Rapid City, Wisconsin Dells, Canada and Duluth. They were great trips and we have many wonderful memories. Sadly, the price of gas may be hindering these family outings.
I have heard that today, July 7, 2007 (7-7-07) is one of the most popular wedding dates. The day has been booked in many churches and reception halls for months, even years, in advance. Some may have selected it due to superstitious reasons as 7 is often thought of as a lucky number. I have another theory, however. By selecting such a date you only have to remember one number to recall your anniversary. This could be very helpful for husbands and wives who may have a tendency to forget that all-important date.
For as long as I can remember, neighboring communities have always had rivalries. There has been competition between schools, businesses, churches, organizations and even friendships. It has been ingrained in us as we mature to be loyal to your home, family and community. However, times are changing. Communities are getting closer not just in distance but in relationships. We have come to rely on each other for a number of things. This is evident as I attend city and school meetings.
Hot summer days often makes me think of drive-ins. Not just drive-in movie theatres but also drive-in restaurants. They were the place to go, hang out and be seen in my teenage years. Dating in the summer usually included a trip to one or both of these spots. Since the drive-in movies didn't begin until dark, which was quite late in the summer, we would often stop in at the "Pile In Drive In" or "Quik Stop" for a burger first. Afterward, if the "A & W" or "The Place" pizza joint was still open, we would check out who was there.
On Sunday, we observe a special day, Father's Day. I have been searching my mind and even the Internet to come up with the perfect column for Father's Day. Finally, I landed on the following article written by Erma Bombeck and it was so perfect, I just had to share it with you: When the good Lord was creating fathers, He started with a tall frame. And a female angel nearby said, "What kind of father is that? If you're going to make children so close to the ground, why have you put fathers up so high?
Children love to laugh and play. They like to ask questions and learn. They like to share information and be in on adult conversations. And probably most of all they like to be treated like an adult. Last weekend, I had an opportunity to share what I thought was a semi-adult conversation with my grandson. I had gone fishing with my husband on Saturday, caught a good size fish and just couldn't wait to call my grandson, who loves to fish, and tell him about my good luck. I finally connected with him and his parents on Sunday afternoon.
We conducted a unique experiment at our church last Sunday. In recognition of Pentecost Sunday, our pastor enlisted the help of six parish members. Each was given a piece of paper with verses from the lesson for the day and was asked to read them together before the congregation. These verses were written in different languages and, when possible, the reader was given a verse in the language spoken by their ancestors. The volunteers read in Hindu, Danish, Norwegian, Dutch, German, and French.
Memorial Day is a time for remembering so I have been doing just that. Not only have I been remembering my loved ones who have passed away but also the good times we spent together. The Memorial Day holiday was always a solemn yet fun time in our family. For several days before the special day, which my mom always called Decoration Day, we would go around to cemeteries and place flowers on the graves of family members.
I like junk, but I don't like it cluttering up my house. What I term as junk may be a treasure to someone else and vice versa. That is probably why I enjoy going to and hosting garage sales. This weekend I will be participating in a garage sale at my daughter's home in Morris. Being part of a garage sale is not an easy task, as I have discovered this week. It means you have to go through closets, drawers, store rooms and cupboards. Then you need to make the decision if some of those items are worth selling or if you may need to keep it or simply throw it out.
There are some huge Mother's Day cards in the window of Meadowland Market in Hancock. They must be at least the size of a poster and the wishes inside the card must be very, very big. The symbolism can say a lot when you think about it. Big cards for big wishes -- what more can you say? Actually, while the big wish can say a lot there is more that can be said. As a mother, I can think of many things I would like to hear on Mother's Day.