Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Wistful Wednesday : Old Neighbors

A very very long time ago we got some new neighbors…it must have been 1957 or 1958. 

The house they bought was moved onto a piece of property just one mile from where I grew up.  It was a pretty place…it still is.   The house was set on wooden pillars…I recall the step on the back of the house was quite a stretch for my legs…I was just six or seven.  My parents helped to do some work in the house.  Something about painting and cupboards.

The living room was quite large and it had a picture window looking out toward the road.

Jorgenson Place Edla, Carol and Morgan

My parents played cards there, us kids ate cake and cookies, it was a fun place to visit.  It was on our Trick or Treat route and we delivered May Baskets there too!  One of the most beautiful girls in the whole world lived there…and she was real nice too.  She rode on my bus.  She would babysit for us sometimes and we loved having her as a sitter.  She was a Cheerleader…I know my Mom fixed one of her cheerleader outfits once…her name was Carol.

Carol’s Mom was named Edla and her dad was named Morgan but I think he had a nickname.  Morgan had been a logger, I think he tried his hand at a bit of farming and logging in the winter.  He was a big guy about 6 feet tall with the prettiest blue/gray eyes and a thick head of hair. Edla was a tiny little thing with jet black hair and eyes that smiled.

Edla became very sick…as time progressed her husband brought a bed into the living room so she could see out the big window. We visited her many times in that room. Edla was very ill with Liver Cancer and she just wasted away.  She died in June of 1963. 

That was about the same time that Carol graduated from High School.  She married a football jock and moved away..out West.  Sadly at the age of 31 she died from some kind of cancer.  On her tombstone it says “She lived, she loved and was loved.”  It is a perfect epitatph.  I recall when we heard that she died it seemed unfair because she was so young. 

The Jorgenson place

Carol had a older brother named Lane who died in 1999 ( I am not sure I ever met him) and her father died in 2004 out West( He had remarried.)

I cannot recall going to Edla’s funeral in 1963.  I recall her death….but no funeral or burial.  Morgan and Carol both moved away shortly after Edla’s death.  I have been searching Find A Grave for her grave site with no success.

When ever we pass this pretty little house in the country…I think about the fun times I had there as a child and the people that used to live there.  Happy and sad memories all mixed together.

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Tuesday, March 20, 2018

Egg Review

Far Guy likes to have eggs every other morning.  I was making him scrambled eggs but then I kind of slacked off…so he bought a new fangled container with “stuff” in it and you just add an egg and heat it all up in the microwave…it has potatoes, some kind of meat, peppers and onions and maybe even some cheese….and lots of preservatives.

All I could taste was peppers…and peppers are not my favorite food.  Far Guy ate it…I wouldn’t have, one taste was enough for me.  He will eat something he really doesn’t like…I won’t… I go get the peanut butter and a slice of bread.

Who tests these kinds of food?  They must not have any proper taste buds in their entire mouth.  There is one container left and we will donate it to the Food Shelf. I give it a 0 out of 10.  Far Guy gives it a 2 maybe a 3  out of 10.  

Far Guy is much more adventurous with food than I am.  If we have something he doesn’t really care for he usually says “Well… it will make a turd or push one out.”


A photo from last Fall when something was green

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Monday, March 19, 2018


This time of year there is new and from the melting snow newly exposed old roadkill along our roads…they are a feast for an Eagle…and the ever present Crows..yes Crows eat carrion too.

Minnesota road

This is a backroad we took to the parade.  When we went there was an Immature Bald Eagle feeding. On our way back there was a Baldy feeding.

Eagle and crows

The Crows sure give the Eagles the what for.

The snow is melting slowly.  There is still 13 inches of snow at the snowstick in our yard. We can almost taste spring…the gravel roads are real muddy.

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Sunday, March 18, 2018

St Urho’s Day Parade 2018

It was a great day for a parade!  The grasshoppers were escorted out of town in style!

Parade 1

parade 2

Parade 3

Parade 4

Sweet smiles!

Parade 5



St Urho one

St Urho

another st urho

Another St Urho

Grasshoppers leaving town

Some grasshoppers were on pitchforks and others were drug out of town followed by dogs.

Beautiful lady

Beautiful smile


Flag bearers

Flag bearers

the king

Instead of the normal horses and wagon, the King was riding in a pick up truck…I hollered “Where are the horses?”  They shouted back the horses were getting too old.

Katie maybe

I think perhaps I know these kids!

It was a fun  parade, Chance was a good boy and quietly growled at all the dogs…with one sharp bark for the last dog in the parade.  The parade lasted all of ten minutes mostly because the Police Officer was driving her vehicle really slow. 

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Saturday, March 17, 2018


I have been plunged back in time by 55 years.

My baby brother thought I might need some reading material.  So he ordered a box of books to be delivered to me.  I should read them first and then take them over to his almost completed lake home so someday his Grandchildren can read the books he read as a child. 

I was not aware that BOTH of my brothers read my books…


Mine were purchased at the old Woolworth Store in Detroit Lakes Minnesota.  Back then the books were less than a dollar (97 or 98 cents plus tax??).   The art work on the originals was slightly different also…the were called Cello Editions.  I can recall standing in front of the display of books and looking at all the covers…wondering which book I should buy next…decisions…decisions.

I finished the first book…I can see why the series first captured my attention…there is some kind of calamity or adventure in every chapter…it is a page turner…and leaves you hanging at the end of the book so that you will buy the next book in the series.

The original author (Julie Campbell Tatham)  of this series wrote just the first six books and after that many different ghost writers took over for the publishing company and wrote under the pseudonym Kathryn Kenny …it seems they found that young readers were buying their books and they wanted to continue after the original author stopped writing.

So now I am exploring books from my youth.

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