Denny and I headed to McCormick's Creek in Spencer last Sunday. We were finally able to coordinate four schedules and get sons Rusty and Josh together for lunch. We ate on the porch of the Inn and watched the birds at the feeders. The feathered friends seemed to look just like the ones that visit my backyard but it was still fun to watch them.
Denny and I gave the boys their birthday cards and gifts. Rusty's birthday isn't until April but we never know when the four of us will get together again.
We shared photos from Denny's trip to Virginia and old Long family pictures that Denny's cousin Shirley had given to him. Denny, Shirley, and her brother Donnie grew up together. The cousins and their spouses live in Virginia now.
We passed the pictures and explained each one. At one point Rusty asked Josh if it seemed a little scary looking at black and white pictures, that seemed to be of them, but were of another generation. Denny looks like Donnie. Rusty and Josh look like Grandpa Denver, Denny's dad. There were shots of Little Denny taking a bath in the washtub outdoors and his Mam working in the garden. There was one of Pap playing his fiddle and another of the three young cousins posing together for that one rare still minute.
At the end of the little photo album was a color shot of the old Long home place that isn't there anymore. Our Sunday drives of years past had often included a trip past the old white house out in the Loogootee boondocks. It was torn down before Denny and I thought to photograph it. These photos were treasures more precious than any expensive present his cousin, more-like-a-sister, could have given him.
Rusty told us about his classes at Ivy Tech and a trip to the River Boat. I had to throw in a warning about the evils of gambling. Josh talked about his job for Habitat and that he had been working back at the hotel on weekends doing the night audit.
Denny told them about driving his aunt's car back from Virginia. Donnie and Shirley had not wanted just anyone to have their mom's car after her death last year. They left the vehicle parked for several months. Denny had been thinking of buying a new truck for months but could not make up his mind. We'll probably keep the old brown truck until it finally falls apart but he will have dependable transportation now. How do we get attached to a pile of rusty metal on four tires?
Aunt Clare's 1991 Ford Taurus had only 40,000 miles. Her health the last few years did not give her much opportunity to drive it. Still the car had been top of the line when it came down the assembly line. I love my GMC Envoy but I'm a little envious of the way the Taurus rides on the highway and the gas mileage. Mike and Cindy Hodges gave it a clean bill of health at their shop when Denny took it in to them. It was definitely worth the plane ticket to Virginia.
Back at the inn, we tried to find an outside bench to just sit and visit for awhile longer but all the benches were still stored for the winter. We stood on the steps and walked around the parking lot. There were no excuses to stay but we all hated to say goodbye. Both boys tried to seem interested as they looked over their dad's "new" car. Rusty kicked the tires. Josh thought it looked nice inside.
Longs don't get excited about cars but agreed it would be a good one for their dad to drive back and forth to work. Josh needed to head back to Bloomington to get some much needed sleep and Rusty was thinking about his date with Kelly that evening. We exchanged hugs and went in opposite directions. We had a good day sharing things that would mean nothing to someone else and everything to us.
The weather finally cooperated and Butch Miller was able to get a couple of loads of gravel on our drive. You won't have to send out a search party for our lost vehicles now.
The alleyway between our property and the next always is in need of gravel, too. We have had to have it rocked several times to make it possible to get to our drive. It was like driving in quick sand. I am looking forward to the time we will be hauling mulch, landscape timbers, and gardening supplies back there. Maybe this is the year I will finally get those raised beds built. Ah, spring. Will it ever get here?
The banners honoring the National Guard are really nice. Be sure to notice them as you drive down National Avenue in Brazil. The business or family making the gesture of support is listed at the bottom of the sign.
Whatever our feelings about the war, our local service people deserve our respect. These banners are a very nice tribute to them. They are very attractive and dress up downtown, too. Compliments to the sign company and those who thought of this patriotic avenue of respect.
Happy Birthday to Rita Jones (8th), Ethan Shorter (10th), Sarah Lawrence (11th), Christina Jones and Brandon Shorter (17th), Jeri Bowman and Cheryl Brinson (25th), Phyllis Schlatter (28th). Happy Anniversary to Mr. & Mrs. Johnny Pell (10th).
I missed church on Sunday and then came down with the flu on Monday evening so there wasn't much time or energy to check out the news in Harmony.
Jane Allsip called to ask about Bit o' Britain but we postponed that until this coming Saturday. We have ice every Tuesday but everyone already knows that. Call me and tell me your news 448-8734.
March 8 -- Men's Lenten Breakfast at Carbon UMC
March 21 -- Good Friday Community Service at Brazil First UMC noon
Good Friday Service at Lena UMC 7 p.m.
March 22 -- Easter Egg Hunt at Harmony Park
March 30 -- District Youth Skate Party at TH Skate World 7-9 p.m.
Harmony United Methodist Calendar:
March 7 -- Christian Cards 7 p.m.
March 9 -- Worship Service 9 a.m., Sunday School 10:45 a.m., Contemporary Service 7 p.m. (Fellowship 6:30 p.m.)
March 11 -- Bowling at Brazilian Lanes 6:30 p.m.
March 12 -- Clay County Quilters 9 a.m.-3 p.m.