Sunday, November 8, 2009
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UPDATE -- Chap family home, at last
After a rough week on the Chap family, we are finally all home. Jessy ended up staying in the hospital for a week and Grady stayed in for eight days. Jessy was discharged last Saturday and Grady wasn't going to be discharged until the next day. We discussed staying another night in the hospital, but we were urged to go home by the doctors. We did end up going home and we were finally able to get a good night's rest, after a week of hospital stay.
On Sunday morning, we were both very excited to go get our little boy. We ended up getting to the hospital around 10 in the morning. It took an hour or two to go over the discharge information and then we were finally on our way.
When we got home, we had two very curious greeters. Our dogs, Scout and Paisley, were both excited to see us and to see what we were carrying in the car seat. After snooping around a little, they finally settled down and everything seemed back to normal for them.
Soon after that, Grady and I settled in to watch our wonderful Vikings. Grady must have been a great good luck charm, as he and I got to witness the Vikings finish off a sweep of the Green Bay Packers.
This week has been great having the whole family home. Jessy is getting back to health and our baby boy is settling in nicely. The first few nights were a little difficult, as Grady liked to stay up nights and sleep during the day, but thankfully his schedule is coming around.
Today, Grandma Donna and Grandpa Beaver stopped in for a visit. They were even kind enough to bring us lunch. Grandma held Grady most of the time, but she did allow Grandpa to hold him while she ate her lunch. She even volunteered to take care of him and told us to take a nap. At first, I was going to stay up and visit, but then the tiredness set in and I had to take her up on the offer.
Here are a few pictures of our first few days and today's visitors. I will keep you updated with pictures as our little man grows.
UPDATE -- a happy Hallowe'en
The kids had tons of fun this Hallowe'en. We started by going to the grocery store in the afternoon to trick or treat and the kids got to decorate cakes. Later Kelly, Nathan and Devan came over so we could all go trick or treating together. The kids had so much fun walking together and comparing candy after each house.
Nathan was dressed up as a spooky guy, Devan was the red Power Ranger, Jordan was a Barbie witch, Tyler was the blue Power Ranger, and Alex was a monkey.
We finished the evening by going to our friends' house for a party. The kids stayed up until 9 o'clock, running around with all the other kids. All in all, it was a great evening.
Day to Day R
Finally! On Thursday, Beaver and I went to West Fargo, to visit the Chaps and meet their new son, Grady. I loved cuddling him. What a sweet baby! It was so good to see Jessy doing better and how wonderful they both are as parents. Makes me happy for Grady; he will be well loved!
While we were there, they had a visit from the NICU nurse. She weighed Grady and he is now 9 lbs., 14 oz., so he is doing a good job with his eating! I got to feed him twice while we were there. He didn't waste time the first time, but the second feeding he only had a little and fell back to sleep.
I only gave him up long enough for Beaver to hold him while I ate. Also mentioned to Jessy and Chris they might as well go ahead and take a nap while I was holding him. So they took advantage of the time and got a few zzz's in. I was more than happy to oblige, just wished I'd have thought of it sooner, so they could have had longer naps!
After we left their place, we joined Wyatt, Rylie, Brooklynn and Camryn for dinner. Fun to spend time with them and visit with the girls; that is always entertaining!
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Don And Betty McKenzie Choose A Career
I do not know a whole lot about my parents and their dancing but here is what I do recall hearing.
Around the Depression time, jobs were scarce and before my parents had met, somehow they had both decided independently to take dance lessons and each with a friend. My mother decided to take tap dancing. My mom and her friend learned of a couple fellows who were also taking lessons. I am not sure what kind of dance that they were taking.
They had an opportunity to watch the guys during their lessons, although in a rather unconventional manner. They watched through a keyhole in the closed door between them and the fellows. My mom and her friend Bernice decided they wanted to get to know the guys. My mom picked out the one she thought was for her -- the one with the wavy hair, she said. Bernice agreed to meet the other fellow, Wes. In the end, they each ended up marrying the fellow they first met through the keyhole.
Eventually, after meeting and dancing together, Don and Betty decided they could form a dance team, make up several routines, get on the Orpheum circuit and make an income that way. They worked the Orpheum stages in several states and eventually married in Chicago in 1935 while on tour. I think they also worked several nightclubs along the way.
With film becoming much more popular, especially with talking movies, their type of entertainment venue began dying out. They had an invitation to move to Los Angeles to get into film, but about that time my mom became pregnant with my oldest sister, so they decided to "settle down" in a more family oriented setting.
They had both come from small towns, but thought job opportunities would be better in the Minneapolis area. That is where they settled and raised a family. So they gave up their dancing -- literally. I never saw them ever dance together! They never did try their hand in the movie industry.
There ends my knowledge of their early entertainment careers.
The Matriarch Speaks W
Our Extended Family Tree Keeps Growing
It is exciting to me to learn more about our family. You probably remember our introduction to my second cousin Don McKenzie, Jr., who found me through The Bulletin and wrote to me in July (see Bulletin 371). He introduced us to his family in Bulletin 373. He actually knew of us, and I knew of his father ... but we truly met just this fall (see Bulletin 379).
If you want to trace our relationship, there is a chart that he has constructed and included in the information he has so kindly sent us with the above introduction to his parents -- Don and Betty McKenzie. Scroll down to see the chart.
Who Is This?
Let's Play a Guessing Game: Whenever it is handy to do so, we will run a picture of someone of the subscribers or staff members of our e-magazine. Tell us who you think it is -- we will let you know who was the first to guess it right -- and the correct guess -- in the following week's Bulletin.
How many can you identify? What's going on?
Editors' Note: Correct guesses appear in bold face type and incorrect guesses in normal type ... generally in the order we receive them, so the first guess received is on top.
Hmmm... I sure don't recognize those first three (on the mat). I strongly suspect that Cheerio and Oreo are going to make sure the somber threesome won't get over that threshold.
Ginny Dake McCorkell
My guess is that might be Cheerio and Oreo peeking out the door.
Donna Anderson Johnson
I know! I know! That's Cheerio and Oreo, two of the grandkittens, waiting for Trick or Treaters to come to the door on Hallowe'en ... and Tabasco is waiting behind the door with the bowl of treats. I remember, 'cuz we were all kittens at the same time -- two years ago. Now we're all grown up (when we want to be).
They're the Grandkittens, Cheerio and Oreo, as seen in the October 28, 2007, Bulletin. See what a great memory I have?
Editor's comment: Indeed! That is marvelous ... and to think you could remember the exact copy it was in!
This looks like Oreo and Cheerio at the door. How much fun it must be for Kyra and Ken to come home to such interested kitties!
Kathlyn Johnson Anderson
Those two handsome kitties are Cheerio and Oreo. I'm no good at remembering people's names but I never forget a kitty.
I don't remember their names, but they look like some famous writers that tell stories about their adventures with someone named Miss Jerrianne.
Close, but not exactly right! Cheerio and Oreo are two of Miss Jerrianne's famous grandkitties. They live with Kyra and Ken Carson and their sister, Tabasco. They used to be known as the grandkittens. We love getting stories about them from Kyra and those great pictures of them from Ken. The grandkitties haven't written stories on their own yet, though Cheerio did get lost once and have a hair-raising adventure -- so that famous writer would be me. --Miss Kitty
So now we have to identify the grandkittens! Well, I think that's Oreo on the right, peeking out from behind the door, and Cheerio is beside him. Tabasco is likely camera shy.
Betty Weiland Droel
A series of recollections, of the five years when Bill and Lois Dake and their family lived in Minnesota, began with the episode in Bulletin 343. It's too soon to tell just how many parts there will be in this series, just after World War II. In Bulletin 349, I told more about polio (once called Infantile Paralysis) via two links, Polio and Sister Kenny, to minimize disruption of the narrative flow. Both documents are posted as a series of scanned images. We can't edit them or correct typos and they will not respond to font changes or printer settings as regular Bulletin pages do.
A "Fun" Day
I hesitated with my choice of title. Then I decided that fun is whatever I think it is. And I think this is fun.
Last night my boss and his friend Phil were in the building here until almost midnight. You will probably be surprised that Phil was Ken's assistant right out in among the stinky chemicals ... and I think he considered it fun. He watched my boss like a hawk and made him redo anything that he felt was not quite what he was looking for. They are now on their way to the Eastman Kodak Laboratory in the Cities -- they have an appointment there to get the rolls of colored film developed. Then they will end up back at Phil's office and probably work until midnight again ... and I am sure they are having fun, too.
My fun is running something like this: I am the boss and I have someone to boss. You see, Mr. Foley says his wife told him he had better run down and help me out with my project. So he tells me I am to remember to call him Bill, as that way he won't lose his dignity by being bossed by a "kid."
So my plans run like this: he is, at present, on the pick-up run from the two drugstores. (He cheats a little and drives his car. Oh, well, age has its privileges, even if you are the handyman -- his title for himself.) We intend to spend the day getting caught up here and then doing all of my work that I brought along from home.
I have two rolls of film that I took while on my vacation and I have a whole, large envelope of borrowed negatives that I want to print. The most interesting ones come from Lois's trip to Texas that she took last spring. There are also some that I want to print of LeRoy and Vonnie's wedding ... and a few others, too.
When Bill comes back, the day's work begins. I will record how it all went after it is quitting time. DMD
A Day's Worth Of Fun Later
I was just finishing my bookwork when "Bill" came back with his packet of envelopes with rolls of film enclosed. There were only three of them in all, and so my first assignment was to develop them, along with my two rolls of film. I explained to my helper that I would hang the rolls in the bath.
I left him in the red-lighted room of the lab, setting up the chemicals, paper, etc. (You should know that he has often helped his boys and he can do any step of the procedure ... at about the same level of expertise that I have attained ... so no explanations have to be given to either of us.)
I did the hanging of the rolls of film in their bath. I now feel very comfortable with that job that once scared me. (It took me a while to get over the roll we lost in the bath -- but we haven't lost any more, so I regained my courage.) I soon had them hanging there in the total darkness -- with the timer set.
When the front bell rang, Bill took the customer. He handed out a packet and made change for the lady. By the time he got back, I had transferred the rolls of film into the wash. Bill climbed back into the alcove where the printer is placed and we started printing the negatives I had brought along.
We had to look them over as they came out of the developer and fixer and went into the wash. That made for a lot of explaining as to who and what. We laughed a lot as we finished up the printing and got ready for running off the films that were now drying ... but now was time to take my pictures to be dried so they could be put into the envelopes that would separate and hold them.
When noon came, we had all of the negatives printed and the new rolls of film ready to be cut and made into negatives for us to make into positives (snapshots).
By then, we were ready for a break. We were about ready to go out for lunch when Elaine came popping around the corner from The Sport Shop. She accused us of having entirely too much fun ... and thought that she would like to see all the photos, too. Not yet, was Bill's opinion, as he said he thought we needed to have sustenance before one more thing was considered -- and then, being she looked so hungry, he invited her to go along, too.
He thought we working people must eat a plain dinner so he would treat the two of us to hamburgers at his favorite place. It is a little shack way too far out of downtown for me to have visited before. But I decided that Bill may say that they are for the common man, but they were "uncommon" good! We finished a plate of French fries off with lots of catsup and not one of us had a bit of our hamburger left for anyone else to beg. Really, a meal fit for royalty -- it seems to me!
We ladies thanked the "eater treater" and then we went back to our shops and we parted ways. I sorted my photos and then I took them over for review by Elaine and Ed (the disgruntled keeper of The Sport Shop -- who had eaten his packed sandwich while Elaine fed with us). They made all of the proper comments about my cute niece and all my other relatives. Then, back to join Bill, who was just finishing sorting and packaging Photo North's pictures of the day. Then I put the wet photos from my two rolls of film in the drier and it would be my job to put the finishing touches on the day.
The rest of the day went just as smooth as the cream from our Guernsey back home! And Bill has gone home -- I refused his offer of a ride. The walk will do me good so I will pack up my pictures and maybe buy a treat for eating with Bertha while she gets to see my collection. But I have plans for those pictures!
I shall be working this evening, and probably many more to come, on mounting my photos in my journal. I am thinking of the Texas visit Lois and I made. I have always wished I had owned a camera then. Maybe now I can go back and choose pictures to show of all those dear friends of mine, so that when I am an old lady I can remember just how they looked. The only regret ... there is no picture of my sparring friend, Charlie Russo. Who knows, maybe someday someone will find a picture of him for me. Y'all think so?
Hiking The Annapurna Circuit
This turns out to be our third trip of a lifetime in less than six months. You might ask, "What next?" At this point there is nothing further planned. These are places (Huaywash in Peru, Mount Kilimanjaro in Tanzania, Nepal) we have talked about visiting for years and we feel fortunate that it has worked out to visit all three of these places in such a short time.
To see how some of these people work and live gives me a much greater appreciation for the conveniences and comforts of home. We take far too much for granted and are a very privileged people in so many ways. There are many other places in the world we would like to visit, but at the moment it is good to be home, and even work seems a bit less tedious. As Maurice Herzog writes at the end of his book, "There will always be other "Annapurnas."
There is so much more that could be shared; the extreme poverty, lack of health care, nutritional challenges, garbage issues, safe water, educational opportunities, etc. but mostly we remember the friendly people, interesting culture and beautiful scenery. I would return to Nepal in a heartbeat.
Photo Editor's Note: This concludes our text on Nepal, though there are many more photos than we've managed to include. We may publish a few more. After trekking the Annapurna Circuit in Nepal, Kjirsten proceeded to Thailand for another six weeks and she has posted many photos from that beautiful land. We will begin a new series there sometime in the next few weeks.
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Miss Hetty's Mailbox:
Dear Miss Hetty,
Pssst, hurry, quick -- I have the approval of the photographers for these pictures to go with this letter to Miss Hetty, and I hope I can get it to the Editors before anyone changes their mind.
Each year, Steve and Marci Weiland design and cut out very creative pumpkins for Shalana and Krista.
This year they have these two clever weirdos. There is a picture of Krista with hers, and Shalana with hers.
Something else! Each year they create their own costumes for the grand Tricks or Treats event, and this year Shalana went as a cookie sheet with pumpkin cookies on it. Krista went as an iPod and their best friend, Kyla Matteson, went as ... it looks like -- hhmmmm, I will have to call and find out, but it is so darling! Maybe she is the All-American Girl of the good old days. (Check the Updates section for a picture of the girls in costume. --Photo Ed.)
Well, we old folks just sit back and enjoy all the excitement, and we have our Hershey bars right ready for when the doorbell rings.
Betty Weiland Droel
Keep Us Posted!
Please drop Miss Hetty a line and tell us who, and what, we've missed. And how about a report (photos welcome) of YOUR special celebration?
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To You All,
Thanks for the card! We are so happy to be home together finally. We appreciate all the thoughts and prayers that we have received.
I was reading The Bulletin tonight and saw pictures of your great grandson. Don has send me a picture a few days ago but didn't know at that time that it's the son of Jessy and Chris. Congratulations with your great grandson Grady. You must be very proud to be great grandparents again.
We had daylight saving time a week ago and every year it's unusual the first days. You have to get used to having dinner with the lights on. But in the morning it's not so dark.
Here in Maassluis all is fine, last Sunday I went to my sister and brother-in-law's to move their old bed. My brother-in-law's parents are using it in their new home. They bought two new mattresses and it's a comfortable bed. Also that Sunday we moved a big heavy cupboard. It was too heavy for two people to carry it but with a lot of sweat we managed to get it into their new home.
Coming Sunday we have to move an even bigger cupboard but that's in parts so not so heavy.
Had a bit of a cold for a few days but feel better now; because of helping other people I didn't have time to write something for The Bulletin. As soon as I can, I'll do my best.
The Christmas show at work is almost ready. it's getting busier but people don't spend so much money as last year.
Greetings from the Netherlands,
Ary Ommert, Jr.
Last Week's Bulletin Review JKL
One reason I can hardly wait to get a chance to write this thank you for The Bulletin that has just arrived, is that I can't even begin to tell you how very touched I was to see the Update and pictures of the Chap FAMILY. Mom, Dad AND Baby Grady. Having followed along with the long wait for their family to happen, it was so exciting to be expecting right along with them for this baby that was soon due.
Then illness kept the mommy and baby from seeing each other and cuddling this longed for, looked for, and dearly loved baby. Now, in The Bulletin, we have a picture of Mom and Dad and Baby Grady. What a joy! I can't imagine what it would be like to reach out and take your baby in your arms, at long last. Makes one want to cry with joy.
Anyway, I will just tell you, Jessy and Chris, that we are beyond being thrilled for you, and hope all will be well. We look forward to any updates you can share with us, please. Another keepsake Bulletin.
The first picture, by Kjirsten in New Mexico, was quite a contrast to the Travelogue pictures of Mount Everest. A beauty in every part of nature, if you look for it, and it continually changes. Begins very small, rises to heights, diminishes and finally ends, only to do it all over again.
Thank you, Uncle Tom Miller, for your interesting, detailed update on your 80 years of weathering life's storms. Nice you have a townhouse, which you can just turn the key to and be free to travel whenever to wherever. Now your granddaughter is so fortunate to have her home there, along with Megan. You might even decide it would be nice to be near Jim down there in Florida. You can be sure he'll show you the best of it.
The major painting project looked like a wonderful idea. All of those folks will enjoy visiting that lovely home, and having helped in the painting and other ways of making it livable, would be a good feeling and water down the feeling of indebtedness to be included as guests. Kyle and Keith were new faces in our Bulletin. That was nice, as we likely will see a lot of them in further cabin updates.
Thank you, Editors, for doing such a superb job of covering the birthday surprise for Rich Weiland. I loved reading every word of it, even if I was there myself. They look so happy, and actually too young, to be having a 47th anniversary this week.
We needed to see Capt'n Jack and hear about his guitars again, and now Larry Meyer is added to the band. Larry is Marci Weiland's brother-in-law, married to her sister, Barb. Please let me put in here just a little comment -- in about 1969, I remember being in Larry's home in Cottonwood, Minnesota, when he was a teen ager. His dad played the guitar at that time, and I played the piano to accompany him by ear. So, I go back a long ways ... actually, too long, as I feel the years!
Speaking of going back a long ways, I remember the Johnson gravel pit, too, but it wasn't nearly as vast as it is today.
Then, next comes the Memory Lane that so many of us are impatient to see, as to what is going to happen to Miss Dake as she digs into her mound of waiting work to be done.
The Lady in Charge ... quite a title, and well deserved, really, for all you did and your faithful, honest diligence. Was sheer fun for you to be able to be on your own, totally, for even a few hours. Now you have us wondering and wondering what your private project could be. Especially since it will be the most exciting event of the week for Miss Dake. Just like all the famous writers, they keep us in suspense, especially at the end, and then say "to be continued."
I half expected to not see the "to be continued" in the Travelogue this time, but there it was.
I could almost call those mountains foreboding, but then I remembered those three Swensons are back home; however they did it, I will never know. In fact, they are probably moving into their new home about now.
You just never know what the CHUCKLES will be next. Wonder how Bitzi happened to be able to match her print to the boots and bow? Very artistic and cleverly arranged illustration, Bitzi.
I smiled as I reached for the duct tape this afternoon, to bind up the recycling cardboard. Yes, it does hold the universe together.
So, now I have said all I know, and will say again thank you for a most memorable issue of The Bulletin to the Chaps and Weilands.
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