Whitesburg KY

Daughter’s surgery leads to child care

Hello again everyone!

It is a rainy time in the Harrison Valley, better rain than snow that has been hitting in lots of other place We will be getting that white beautiful stuff that I have a love/hate feeling for. If I am home, I love to watch it snow, then I have to be out and I about dread it.

I am going to stock up on supplies so I don’t intend on being out very much this winter. Who do I think I am kidding?

My youngest daughter Anna Nottingham had emergency surgery on her birthday, Nov. 3. Anna was supposed to have surgery almost a month ago with other health issues, but it was postponed.

I stayed with baby Kyle, who is 9 months old now, so her husband Scott Nottingham could be at the hospital. Sarah, Jessica and Katelyn are in school, and it was so heartbreaking to try to explain to Jessica why she couldn’t call her mom to tell her happy birthday. I tried to gently tell her that her mom was sleeping after surgery.

It happened so fast that I couldn’t even get her a card or flowers. I was needed to handle more important details, like taking care of Kyle.

Anna had surgery on Thursday and was released on Friday evening. She is still very weak, and she had three units of blood.

I was intending on going to Sarah’s band competition at Mason High School, as Sarah’s school Beechwood Marching Band won the state championship for Kentucky. They competed at Bowling Green and came home with a huge trophy.

Now I am needed to help with the children so I can’t go to be with Sarah, and I completely forgot to ask how the competition went.

I haven’t spent much time lately with my little sidekick Bennie Wiederhold as I have been taking care of Anna’s children.

Anna has a list of instructions for the girls, like how to sort laundry and the temperatures for the washer and dryer. While I was putting in a load of towels, I put in a multi-colored towel and Jessica told me it didn’t go with the ones we were putting in. I couldn’t hardly convince her that it was alright. Southern Ohio

Katelyn wanted me to stay overnight, but I told her I didn’t have anything to sleep in. Katelyn told me that I could sleep in her sister Sarah’s pajama’s as I was little enough.

I took the girls to Mc- Donald’s for supper then decided to give Sarah and myself a bath in a container of iced tea. It soaked both of our seats and I had to borrow a pair of Sarah’s knee pants. Actually it was a pair of shorts for her and made Capri pants for me. Scott said it looked like I had pantaloons on as he made fun of me for being little.

Sarah was home to help while I attended Old Time Fiddlers on Sunday. We had a good turnout and good music.

Dec. 4 will be our Christmas dinner. The club furnishes the meat and cheese, and everyone is supposed to bring a covered dish. I don’t even want to think of December as by then the snow may be falling.

I came home to find a bag of fresh picked turnip greens and a small head of cabbage on my porch swing. Thanks to Johnny and Ann Calihan for sharing.

Ann’s brother Hubert Caudill has been sort of under the weather lately. I hope he is feeling better real soon.

Ann said that her daughter Teresa and her husband Jon went camping in Indiana, and while Jon was talking to a stranger, the subject Paices Branch was brought into the conversation. When Teresa joined Jon, she was surprised to see Jon talking to Woody Whitaker.

I believe Woody does get around a little as we ran into him sometime ago. Actually Woody and Teresa are cousins, along with Polly Maucher.

I finally caught up with Polly Maucher, and it seems a cold or something has caught up with her also. I hope she gets perking at full speed before long.

Polly’s cousin who lived in Hamilton died sometime last week, and my sympathy goes out to the family.

Hello Frick and Frack. I wonder how the plans are going for the hog killing time is coming along?

My son Keith Ballard cleaned the gutters out and swept off my porch for me. It looked so nice when I got home.

It seems as if my furnace has decided I need a little more aggravation as it has quit working again. At least it isn’t below zero like it was last winter when it went out on me.

Gwen Huff had overnight guests again, which she really enjoys, her pastor and his wife from Gurnee, Ill., which is in northern Illinois.

Gwen’s son John Farmer has been deer hunting once again. I wish someone would come in this area and kill coyotes or wild dogs that are roaming the field next to our house as it is scary to hear them yelping, barking or whatever they do at night.

It seems I made a promise once again that I haven’t been able to keep. I wanted to go see Gwen this past summer.

I received a nice email from Brian Caudill concerning the accident on Pine Mountain that occurred July 31,1954, taking the lives of 11 people.

Brian sent me a lot of information on my grandma Rosa Hall’s side of the family as Martha Gibson, the daughter of Johnny and Leona Gibson, was Harlan Hollin’s granddaughter, one of the people in that horrific accident

Corresponding with Brian makes me wish once more that I had listened or wrote down things of Grandma’s family as well as on our mother’s side. Actually I am surprised I have retained as much information as I have as I wasn’t around them much.

Belated happy birthday to my son-in-law Scott Nottingham, Nov. 7.

Our parents Clayton and Ora Hall would have been married 67 years Nov. 6, and our grandma Rosa Hall’s birthday was Nov. 7.

Happy birthday to my little granddaughter Katelyn Nottingham, who will be 8 years old Nov. 10. Katie wants a Power Rangers sword for her birthday!

I spoke briefly to Betty Iconic and it seems she and Doyle get more traveling time to the doctor. So far it has been pretty good news.

Hello to my brother Richie Hall and to Wanda. Wanda has already got a jump on her Christmas shopping.

Wanda spent a day at Natural Bridge with a group from her work. I hope they had a good time. I forgot to ask her about her trip.

Hello to my sister Loretta Church and the gang at Letcher Manor Nursing Home.

Hello to my brother Jerry and Mattie Hall. I will try to call you sometime soon.

Oma Hatton, I hope this finds you doing great. I talked to Shirley Wells who loves you very much, and as a matter of fact I can see why she does. You are a very dear person, even with a mischievous son like Billy Hatton.

This column really isn’t very newsworthy as I can honestly say I am too exhausted to be able to concentrate.

Until next time: Rose Ballard, 9110 Lawrenceburg Road, Harrison, Ohio 45030, email: Bluegrassmama4@aol.com, telephone: 513- 367-4682.

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