Arline Meyers called Tuesday evening. We discussed some of her activities at the YMCA. She and her husband Ward participate in the Silver Sneakers Program, sponsored by Anthem and Humana. They go to the Y on Monday and Wednesday mornings for the exercise program designed for the "more mature" folks. Terri Chamberlain organizes the activities so that most exercises are done from a seated position. Almost 60 people are part of the program with 40-50 attending each session. The group eats together once a month. Arline and Ward love it.
The Y will be the site of a Spaghetti Supper on Friday, Feb. 22 from 5-7 p.m. Mark your calendars.
This is a fundraiser to help support the Strong Kids Campaign. Last year over $20,000 was raised for the program. They are hoping for more than $25,000 this year from fundraisers and donations. The money goes to allow needy children to have memberships to the YMCA, go to summer camp, and participate in other activities. Diane Lancaster is chairwoman for the Strong Kids Campaign.
The Spaghetti Supper will offer the favorite pasta with meatballs, salad, and drink. They will also hold a Silent Auction.
Wood creations, baskets, jewelry, paintings, and other crafts will be available for bids. Items donated by local businesses will also be auctioned off to lucky people. One hundred percent of the proceeds go to help kids. The seniors raised over $2000 with this event last year.
Don't forget the two new programs at Harmony United Methodist Church.
The first Contemporary Service will be Feb. 10. Fellowship starts at 6:15 and the service will begin at 7 p.m. The second Christian Cards Night will be Feb. 8. This is a fun night of various games and refreshments. All denominations are welcome to both evenings.
Dusty Dog and I spent part of Tuesday evening crouched in the hallway praying the storm would pass us by. He had his little cushioned bed and I had my quilt, radio, cell phone, and flashlight. Denny said all the workers at I.A.C. (Lear) had to go to a shelter for about 20 minutes, too. God answered and we were fine. The power came back on and a quick check with the other Roaches put my mind to rest. Keep those who lost family members and/or homes in your prayers. Several states were hit even harder than we were that day.
Many folks have been talking about the blizzard of 1978 and recalling their experiences. I had just moved to Southern Indiana to teach in the Greater Jasper Schools the previous fall. I had found a cute little rental house just outside Huntingburg, back a lane from the highway. It was a lovely setting. My landlady, Old Mrs. Brown, had 17 acres and lived in the larger house in the front of the property. I lived in the little cottage that had been built for her sister years ago. Both houses sat at the top of a hill with only the one drive leading out to the highway.
My landlady was the widow of a Methodist minister and had many stories to tell of her 94 years. She had invited me to supper a couple of times. She was the only person I knew in Huntingburg. I broke my engagement right after Christmas. No regrets. Almost all of the family lived over 100 miles away in Brazil and Terre Haute. Being alone in a new job in a new place was an adventure. The 10-mile drive to Jasper each morning was generally very pleasant. There were things to do, new people to meet, and new places to explore. And then it snowed and snowed and snowed!
For 15 days, my car never left the hill. I was going nuts! One desperate day, I shoveled for hours thinking if I could just get turned around and headed down the hill, my Mercury Cougar XR7 could get to the highway and I'd be free. The next morning, I would head into town. That was the plan. During the night, the wind rearranged all my hard work. My only accomplishment from a full day's efforts was to get my car turned around and backed into my parking space. It was pointed in the right direction but just sat there for days.
Mrs. Brown told me her nephew Kenny usually ran his snowplow in the drive when needed but he was recovering from surgery. Her "young" nephew, Kenny Crider,was nearly 70 years old and definitely not up to mammoth snow removal. For days, getting to the highway would have gotten me nowhere anyway.
Mrs. Brown had not been able to drive in years. Except for church, she seldom left the hill even in good weather. She took everything in stride and told me stories of how they had to cross the river by ferry when her husband first came to preach at Huntingburg Methodist Church. We ate together a few times at her house and talked on the phone daily after the storm. Just getting from my house to hers was a big job, impossible the first few days. I called home to Brazil so many times during that time that I could hardly handle the phone bill when it arrived a month later.
As I remember, a neighbor with a tractor delivered groceries to us but he did not have a snow blade. His tracks disappeared soon after he left the windy hill. Even when the cars began to move on the highway, there was no way to get there from where we were. If my Cougar had managed to get to the bottom of the hill, there would have been no way to get back up to my nice warm, little cottage.
I hiked out to the highway one day. Another new teacher drove over from Jasper, picked me up, and we went to lunch. She scared me to death driving over the slick, snow covered hills of Southern Indiana. Making it back up the drive was like climbing a mountain of snow that was half a mile long. It was back to visiting with Mrs. Brown and talking long distance for the remainder Luckily school was cancelled so I did not have to miss work. It was probably the longest 15 days of my life and my birthday was lost somewhere in that mess.
The winter of 1978 taught me some patience and to be grateful for the simple kindness of almost strangers. A warm house was my refuge and prison. Rags, the dog, was my buddy. I had never been that alone in my life. When Mother said, "Hello", at the other end of the phone line, the comfort flowed through the wires. I was sane again for a few minutes.
Driving my car down that drive and onto the highway for the first time after the storm, fifteen days after it began, was the most liberating experience. It didn't matter where I went, I just went.
Happy Birthday to Bob Osborn (10th), Debbie Akers (12th), Michael Maurer & Mark Weaver (18th)
Feb. 9 -- UM Men Lent Breakfast at Peniel UM Church 8 a.m.
Feb. 22 -- Spaghetti Supper at YMCA 5-7p.m.
Feb. 24 to March 1 -- United Methodist District Mission Trip to Pearlington, Mississippi
Harmony United Methodist Calendar:
Feb. 8 -- Christian Cards 7 p.m.
Feb. 10 -- Worship Service 9 a.m., Sunday School 10:45 a.m., Contemporary Worship Service 7 p.m.
with fellowship time from 6:15-7:00 PM
February 12 -- Bowling at Brazilian Lanes 6:30 PM
February 13-- Clay County Quilters 9 AM -- 3 PM, Ash Wednesday Service 7:00 PM
February 21 -- Trustee Meeting 6:30 PM, Admin. Board 7:00 PM
February 25 -- United Methodist Women 7:00 PM
Give me a call at 448-8734 if you have news.