Hello again everyone.
Where has August slipped away to? Here it is September and Christmas is creeping closer. I found some Christmas tapes, and yes, I listened to them. I may as well not put them away as it will be that time of the year before we can turn around.
My brother Robert Hall was transferred from Huntington Trauma Center in West Virginia to a rehab at Pikeville Medical Center. He has improved, however he has a long way to go. He is facing a long road to recovery. Please keep him and the family in your prayers. His wife Ann has been by his side every minute she could be while he was in Huntington.
My brother Richie Hall isn’t able to do the things he used to do as he has difficulty in walking. Richie and Wanda went to Pikeville to visit Robert; he was in therapy so they didn’t get to see him.
I talked to Robert on the telephone for a few minutes. He sounds so weak.
Please be on the lookout for a thief in the Whitesburg area! As Wanda had too much on her mind, she left her car for a short time forgetting her purse and thought she had locked her door. Luckily she had taken what money she had with her, and the dirty rotten thief thought they were getting money! They got fooled, however they got all her personal things, insurance card, driver’s license, and pictures! Wanda would have given someone money had they asked! That is the kind of person she is.
As of this writing no one has turned in Robert’s billfold that was stolen during his accident! Did I say a thief? Sounds like two thieves, one in Dorton area too!
My little sidekick Bennie Wiederhold has been very ill with a virus and ear infection! I stayed at my daughter Angie Wiederhold’s one night instead of bringing him home with me. Bennie hasn’t been eating nor drinking very much liquid. In the five hours I was there, Bennie drank three sippy cups of apple juice and part of my ice tea, ate a few chicken nuggets, and later a small amount of macaroni and cheese.
Bennie and I were playing in the kitchen floor with two Toy Story race cars. I got tired so I sat down in a chair. Bennie climbed on my lap and said to me, “Mom-ma, I am hungry. I want watermelon, cottage cheese, peanut butter, pickles. I love vegetables. Go to Kroger’s get corn on the cob and I want chocolate. I want some purple grapes.”
Where those things came from I have no idea!
I started to reach for the telephone to call my precious friend Willamae Boggs to share this with her as I had called her so many times. Sometimes I would ask Bennie if he wanted to say hello to Willamae and Bennie would get on the phone and say, ‘Hi Willame” instead of Willamae. One time Bennie sang ‘Little Bird’ to Willamae, then the ABC song. She was amazed at his ability to count at such a young age. Oh how I miss her.
Bennie is so thin and has always been such a picky eater. At one time during the evening he sat on my lap and leaned his head back and said, “I am tired.” This is a precious three-year-old child.
I bet he kissed me 50 times while I was there. He won’t hardly kiss you on the lips, he would catch my face in his hands and kiss my cheeks and then suddenly kiss my lips. When I left Angie’s she couldn’t believe the diff erence in him in just a few hours. As of this writing I have Bennie at my house. I let him play outside for a little while. He remembered I shook raindrops on him from a tree some time ago, and he wanted me to do it again. As I was doing dishes I let my hands run under the water and flipped it on him; you should have heard his laughter.
I went to the Whitewater Senior Center to listen to music. They have country music once a month. Polly Maucher was there also. I always enjoy seeing Polly and chatting with her.
While I was there I heard the sad news of a friend, Brenda Anderson, from long ago, whom I had lost touch with. She died just a month ago. Just as I was about to ask her brother-inlaw Donnie Anderson about Brenda and Charlie Anderson, a woman asked me if I knew Brenda had died. Tears started streaming down my face so I put my head down on my arms so everybody in there couldn’t see me bawling like a baby.
Many years ago I let Brenda talk me into joining a PTA bowling league. We called our team Gutter Dusters, which fit me as I sure cleaned the gutters out while learning to bowl. Someone suggested getting together once a month at diff erent houses for dinner. When it was my turn, we had a huge snow so I fired up the grill, made hamburgers, brats, etc., had a full fledged picnic indoors except the coff ee table had a scarf plus flowers. Oh it was so much fun!
Brenda had a recipe for a friendship cake that took 20 days to make. Oh how delicious it was. She would bake it in small pans and bring to the bowling team. I have a small wild rose plant that she gave me almost 20 years ago.
My sincere sympathy goes out to the family of Hayward and Vivian Day in the loss of Hayward’s brother Ed Day. Ed and Hayward were really close and I know he will be greatly missed.
Hayward’s cousin Eva Knight lives down the road. Eva spent three months in the hospital. I didn’t know anything about this. She is a cousin to the Whitaker clan also!
At one time Eva’s daughter was married to Robert Mitchum’s son Jim.
I talked to Ann Calihan who says their sister Evadean Marcum is doing alright at the present time, although her husband Lafe Marcum has received 68 units of blood. He is going to Columbus, Ohio, from West Virgina to see a doctor. I hope they can find where he is losing blood.
Hello to Frick and Frack. Someone approached Doug and asked him which one was he, Frick or Frack. I had to laugh about that. I told Polly Maucher, who is Frick and Frack’s sister, Doug should have said Twix and Tween! The words Frick and Frack have sure brought a lot of laughs since I started teasing the Ison boys.
Gwen Huff Farmer is still trying to decide what to with the abundance of apples she has on hand. I wish I was there. I would bring some home and make dried apples out of them. Ike Adams’s column made me so hungry as he mentioned fried apple pies.
I went to the Coon Hunters Club; it was pitch-in food night. I heard someone say something about chicken and dumplings; from what I saw, I wouldn’t have wanted any. I only like dropped fluffy dumplings, not flat noodle type.
I don’t participate in the food night. Friday is too hectic of a day for me to cook anything and I don’t eat anything while I am there.
The music was good. I couldn’t get in the mood to dance as my leg was given me trouble. It seems my heart isn’t in anything I do anymore.
I finally went to the doctor and I have a severe infection in my right leg from the fall a few weeks ago. It feels like the tendons have died in my leg. I am on a strong antibiotic for 10 days. I try to take care of everyone. I wonder who will take are of me?
Happy anniversary Sept. 5 to my youngest daughter Anna and Scott Nottingham who celebrated 17 years.
Happy birthday Sept. 5 to Norma Ashcraft, who is a former Blackey girl.
Carl Boggs and family, you are in my thoughts and in my heart every day.
Letcher County Day, Sept. 25 11 AM-?, Harrison Community Center, 300 George Street, Harrison, Ohio, behind the Community Center at the big shelter. Please bring a covered dish and your drink
I am really looking forward to this event. It seems this is a bad date for a few. I hope we have a good turnout. There have been so many heartaches since last year, let’s make this a celebration of what we still have.
Clarence and Arlyn Halcomb, I hope you can make it this year.
Hello to my brother Jerry and Mattie Hall and all their friends and neighbors who read my column, and to my brother Wallace Lee Hall and my sister Loretta Church in Letcher Manor Nursing Home.
Shirley Wells, I am sorry I haven’t been on the com- puter to talk to you. For a couple of days I had no telephone or computer.
Alberta Bailey, I am sorry I was heading out the door when you called.
Please keep my son Keith Ballard in your prayers.
Well, I better get this heading on its way. I was tempted to hand deliver it.
Until next time: Rose Ballard, 9110 Lawrenceburg Road, Harrison Ohio 45030, email:Bluegrassmama4@ aol.com, 513-367-4682.