Sunday, June 21, 2015

A "normal" week



While several members of the family traveled this week -  Sarah returned Monday from her week in Utah, Kirsti and Ryan left Wednesday for almost two weeks in Hawaii, Tamara left Wednesday with five students on a school-related trip to Puerto Rico, and my sister Juli drove in Saturday from Arizona for her Teaching Guitar Workshop next week in St. Louis -  it was a “normal” week for me and Steve.  I puttered in the yard (when it wasn’t pouring rain – which it did much of the week) and worked on sewing projects while watching stuff on Netflix. We fed the missionaries on Friday night.   I taught lessons.  I have started to drive to Jefferson City on Thursdays to teach the several students I have who live there.  So far, I just have four.    There are no cello teachers in that town so I should be able to double that amount in the next few months. 

I have a new bicycle.  Well, actually, it is used but it is new to me.   In retirement, Steve wants to continue to bike every day and wants me to join him.  But not on the old, clunky one I had.  So, we went to Jim’s Bike and Key and picked out a decent used bike and asked them to install a rack on the back and Kevlar tires and viola – here it is.  
 
 21 speeds.  It is a nice ride.  We tried it out Friday morning on a trip to our pharmacy located about a mile away.  I did fine until the very last hill when I just had to walk.

I had an “adventure” Tuesday morning at Target.   I needed to pick up something there, a couple of miniature cacti at Wal-mart, and I was supposed to pick up the bike.  So I took the truck.  Usually, I just keep my truck key in a pocket in my purse because my normal vehicle is the Volvo and I keep that key and a house key on a carabiner clipped to my purse handle.  So, as I exited the truck in Target’s parking lot and walked toward the entrance, I thought I added the truck key to the carabiner.  It was only when I got back into the truck (thank GOODNESS I didn’t lock the doors) that I realized I couldn’t find the truck key.  And, guess who left her cell phone at home?!?!  I dumped out my purse contents.  No key.  I retraced my steps in the parking lot. Nothing.  I asked the service desk if someone had found it.  Nope.  Hmmmm….what to do?  It was a blessing that right then, I saw a woman I knew from my adult orchestra who was kind enough to let me use her cell phone to call Steve.  Only, Steve doesn’t answer numbers he doesn’t recognize.  No surprise that he didn’t pick up.  But it was worth a try.  Then, Nancy graciously offered to take me home.  Waaaay out of her way.  But, what else was I to do?   I got home, got an extra truck key,  and Steve took me back to Target.  We walked the parking lot together.  Still nothing.  I said good-bye to Steve and went one last time to ask at the service desk.  TA DAAAAA!  Someone had just turned in the key.  Whew.  I said a thankful prayer that day. 

Movie report:  I watched the first Pitch Perfect on Netflix.  It was fun.  Impressive vocals.  I watched the preview for the second one but I think I’ll pass - it looks like they are trying even harder to be raunchy with that one.  If anyone has seen it, tell me if I am right or not.  Steve and I watched Miss Potter Friday night.  What a wonderful movie.  And, Juli, Steve, and I went to the theater Saturday to see Inside Out.  LOVED it!  Can’t wait to own it.

I re-potted my succulents and added the cacti I bought at Wal-mart on that fateful Tuesday.

Monday, June 15, 2015

The reunion trip



My epic reunion trip all started with the 80th birthday of my sister, Judy on June 10th.  My oldest sister, Jerri, turned 80 in February of 2014 but, because it was during the school year and because it was before my son-in-law started working for American/U.S. Air which affords travel privileges to parents (and parents-in-law), I was not able to attend that celebration.  I DID, however, scan a ton of old photos of Jerri so her kids could put together a slide show of her life.  So, I was sort-of there in spirit.  Anyway, Judy's birthday was much easier to attend so I contacted her kids to find out when and where it was to happen and the first weekend in June was decided.  Then the ball got rolling......

The last few years, I have been working on locating and connecting with various cousins from my mother's family.  I knew I had cousins living in the Phoenix area and, after a bunch of e-mails, I was able to round up most of them for a mini-reunion at an Olive Garden in north-west Phoenix.  Here we all are:

(l-r, standing:  me, my sister Juli, my brother Jim, my sister Jerri, my cousin Dave Fraedrich (son of Doran, my mother's brother) 
(l-r, seated:  Kay Winfield (daughter of Cleo, my mother's sister), Shelley, Dave's wife)


The only cousin unable to attend was Harriet Dimon (daughter of Edward, my mother's brother)
But, a few days later, I was able to visit her mother, Jane, (Edward's wife - the only one of that generation still alive) who is 95 years old.  





She was amazingly spry and, although she didn't remember Juli or me, she could tell us about her courtship with Ed back during the WWII.  

On the way to the Olive Garden, we drove past the new Phoenix Temple.  


The Fraedrich cousin reunion was Thursday evening.  Juli and I went up to Payson that night and left the next morning for Mojave, California and Judy's gathering.  

She fed us dinner and we stayed in a nice Best Western in town (well, if you can call Mojave anything but a wide spot in the road! - boy it sure is barren up in that part of Southern California).  Before going to Jill and Carl's place for the party, Judy took us to a big cat wildlife sanctuary called  Exotic Feline Breeding Compound Feline Conservation Center located in Rosamund, just south of Mojave.  Temperatures were a bit warm so most of the big cats were out of sight sleeping but we did see one leopard



and a very gorgeous peacock




Judy and Juli at the "cat house".

Then, it was time for the birthday celebration.  Judy has five children:  Jan, Jill, Jack, Judy, Joni.  Jill and Joni have passed away, but the other three were there.  

l-r, back row:  Sarah-Ander's wife, Anders (son of Jill) (holding their adorable dog, Poppy), Sandy- Jack's wife, Jack, Carl - Jill's husband, Jill, Noah (son of Judy), Juli, April (daughter of Joni), Kristen (daughter of Joni) holding her daughter Mackenzie, Luke-Rachel's husband, Rachel (daughter of Judy)
middle row:  Kevin (son of Rachel), me, Lilli (daughter of Kristen), Big Judy (birthday girl), Little Judy, Ray Saniger (son of Judy's late husband, Eber)
front row: Kaylin (daughter of Kristen), Kaia (daughter of Noah)


not in the photo was Gwen holding her little sister Soleya (both daughters of Rachel).  Here she is sitting next to Judy.



Judy getting ready to blow out the candles
A photo of Carl's studio in his back yard, which also has two almond trees, two pomegranate bushes, a fig tree, and a Thompson seedless grapevine, and tons of other plants.  Quite the green thumb in the family, which he passed on to son, Anders, who teaches horticulture.  

Juli and I left Jill and Carl's at about 4:00 to drive down to La Habra in north Orange County.  We were pleasantly surprised that La Habra hadn't become run-down in the 40 years since we lived there.  The home on Ryan St. looked pretty good....



we stayed in a nice little motel in neighboring Whittier, across the street where I believe our doctor's office used to be, and we had fun driving around town visiting our former schools.

this is Juli at El Cerrito Elementary School where she entered into 4th grade after we moved from El Paso.
Here I am at Imperial Junior High, which we both attended.


Here is where we ate lunch every day.  Keep in mind that weather is always pretty mild in Southern California so lots of activities are outside.  I don't remember where we ate when it rained, though.  I guess in a classroom since there was no gymnasium.

Then, on to La Habra High School.
Home of the Highlanders


All the halls were outdoors
 As were the entrances to the classrooms.  This is the art wing where I spent many happy hours in the photography class.


And, this is the instrumental music wing of the fine arts building.  The choir room was behind, the little theater to the left.  


Juli and I attended our old meetinghouse for church on Sunday.  It is pretty much the same but we didn't recognize a single soul.  Evidently, our old seminary teacher, Marilyn Middleton, is still in the ward but she wasn't in attendance that day.  Darn!


After meetings, we returned to Ryan street where Leon and Mary Ann Getz still live across the street.  Their daughter, Susan, and another school friend, also named Susan, fed us lunch and we had a great time visiting and reminiscing.  

l-r:  Susan Lendroth, Susan Getz Lyon, me

Susan's 85 year-old parents, Mary Anna and Leon Getz


We drove back to Arizona Sunday afternoon/evening and stayed in Payson, again.  We had a relaxed Monday morning in Payson.  Juli took me by the school where she teaches, we stopped in a little souvineer shop, and drove by Jesse's home which is near where mom and dad used to live - so we drove by there, too.  Oh, it is sort of in sad shape.  The yard has gone to weeds.  Sniff.

Then, back to Phoenix one last time for a Young cousin reunion.  There are a whole lot more individuals living in the valley on my dad's side and we had a HUGE turn-out.  


Much larger than I expected.  A nice surprise.  And, we are going to do this again next year in a more official capacity because it was so noisy and crowded in the banquet room of Tia Rosa that it was hard to visit with anyone.   

Here is my Uncle Ralph - 90 years old - who was married to Iris, my father's sister.


Here are Cade and Colby Ellsworth, twin sons of Cory and Amy (Jerri's daughter)

Rob (Jerri's son) and his girlfriend, Joanne seated across from his son, Tyler and his girlfriend, Taylor


Brent Bowden (Jerri's son) talking to Sam White (Lillian's husband - she is Thelma's daughter)


I couldn't get photos of all the cousins who were there - Lillian and several of her children, Mona and Belinda (Ralph's daughters), Michelle Cooley - daughter of Gwen who was Everett's oldest (Everett is my dad's brother).  Jim and Jerri and Juli were there, of course.  Juli's son, Jesse came.  Many of Rob's kids were there.  All of Amy's kids were there.    It was glorious.

Tuesday, I flew back to St. Louis.  My flights were all stand-by and coming to Phoenix was not a problem.  I was not able to get on my preferred flight back, though.  I had to wait for the 6:50 flight.  Thankfully, I got a seat or I would have returned to Amy's and tried again on Wednesday.  

This was my view as I waited for 6 hours.  Thank goodness for wifi and Netflix.  I started into the Sherlock series while I sat.  

Wow, this is very long and I have a cello student coming soon.  The End!

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

The end of an era


My last day of teaching was Tuesday, May 26th.  No big deal...I just quietly finished out my teaching career.  It was a great run and now a whole different world awaits.  And, so far, I am loving this new life.

The rest of last week was kind of a hodgepodge of activities.  Yard work (of course!).  Lessons (naturally).  I got to teach cupcake decorating to the Young Women on Wednesday night.  The girls did a nice job.  

Friday kicked off a full weekend.  Steve, Melanie, and I drove to Kansas City and met Steven and Tamara for a session at the temple.




Then, we drove across town to the Plaza area for lunch at Buca do Beppo....Steven and Tamara's treat!  Even though it was an Italian restaurant, they had delicious gluten-free choices.

Here is the fountain in front of restaurant.  I had never been to the Plaza in the daytime and only maybe twice or three times ever.  It is very lovely.  We will have to go back soon.

We returned to Columbia in time for dinner at another restaurant....this time with the stake presidency and area seventy, Elder Hillier.  He was in town for stake conference.  We ate at Bleu.  Another delicious meal.  I had shrimp and grits.  Mmmmmm.  Saturday, while Steve was in stake leadership meetings all afternoon, I fixed food: gluten free pasta salad and raspberry brownies for the Sunday post-conference luncheon; chicken salad and cherry pie and a disastrous batch of gluten free rolls for Sunday evening dinner.  All while watching Hunger Games 3A.  Kind of ironic.

I was asked to speak in the Saturday evening session.....on family councils.   I really couldn't draw upon personal experience (ours were kind of disastrous) but I talked about how they COULD have been using the current ward council model.  And I pointed out family times that could serve as family councils (like the daily morning walks that Steve and I take).  I think it went over all right.  

Sunday session was really good.  Sarah and I sang in the stake choir - two numbers from the Easter cantata.