Happy Easter and spring everyone!
The grass is growing so fast. It seems you go to sleep and spring creeps in overnight. I have to get the lawnmower going before I attempt to mow. By that time the yard will be looking sort of rough and raggedy.
I went out to the garage and what did I find? A flat tire on the mower. Then I find my son neglected to tell me that the brakes are worn out. I am thinking of buying a self-propelled lawnmower. I am very doubtful that I will have the energy to use it. That is one more reason to consider selling this place.
I borrowed my friend Linda Hollan’s mower and so far I’ve got the front yard mowed.
If I could find a couple of goats, I might tie them up in my yard. Then I could ship them to Shirley Wells in Clarksville, Tenn., and Toni Stidham in Dayton, who need them too.
While sitting at my computer I once again look across the hayfield, how green and beautiful. It looks so pretty. It really looks like I have an extensive yard without having to mow it.
Right about now my heart and soul are longing to head once again for the mountains as I hear the dogwoods and redbuds are looking so pretty.
There are a few redbud trees way across the road from me and there’s plenty beautiful scenery around here, however there’s something special in the mountains this time of year.
Vickie Power and I went to visit my son Keith Ballard then had some time to spare so we went to Eden Park in Cincinnati to see the flowers, an. There’s an overlook and you can see across the Ohio River to Kentucky.
While there, I was asked to take a picture of three women. Two from India were with another woman and they are here for two weeks working at P&G. I took the pictures then they went on their way while enjoying the view.
I felt guilty as there was so much I needed to do, then I mentioned a benefit that was being held for a musician friend, Taylor Farley, at Bobby Mackey Wilder’s. I had no idea where this place was except I had heard it was off AA Highway, so once again Vickie and I set out on an adventure. I crossed over 471 bridge then I wasn’t sure if I could get on AA from there. I had no one’s phone number with me as the couple I knew were already there at the benefit. I thought of my son-in-law Scott Nottingham, who became my information source.
We made it to the benefi t before it started and I saw several people whom I haven’t seen in four years. The music was good, but we couldn’t stay for the entire evening so I missed out on seeing and hearing quite a few bands. Southern Ohio
After the benefit I drove to Delhi to a visitation at a funeral home for the lady I had taken care of, and that was a sad occasion. I did get to see several there I hadn’t seen in quite some time.
Finally we made it back to Harrison after a very eventful day.
This is the first time that I have felt like going anyplace or doing anything and the first time in a long time that Vickie and I set out like this. It was a beautiful, warm day, and the trees and flowers are breathtaking this time of year.
I had the most delightful conversation with Bonnie Ingram. Thanks to Ruby Jean Roark for giving me her number. Happy birthday to Bonnie’s son Donald Ingram, April 23.
A reunion will be held May 28 for those who went to school at Kingdom Come High School. I don’t know for sure if I will get to go or not, only time will tell. I have learned not to make plans that far ahead.
Kingscreek and Roxana have someone to be very proud of in their area. I have been following Kevin Ison on Facebook as he makes his way to Canada. Kevin has a trucking business called Roxana Specialized Haulers. I have never met Kevin in person, but Kevin’s dad Richard and our dad Clayton Hall knew each other well. Daddy actually named my brother Richie after Kevin’s dad.
Dad worked for George Ison in the log woods for a while when I was small. Dad worked in the mines almost all his life, and sometimes when work was low or whatever the reason Dad could always find work.
I am proud to say there wasn’t a lazy bone in Dad’s body. We didn’t have as much as a lot of families, but we never went hungry, and my mom was one of the cleanest housekeepers — too bad it bypassed me.
Once more I find I have friends that are, should I say, troublemakers. While talking to Betty Ison I found out they were having cooked cabbage, meatballs and tomatoes simmered together, and that sounded so good.
I am getting out of groceries and too lazy to go to the store, so I told Betty I was thinking of fixing macaroni and tomatoes, which I did. Mom used to fix this and it has always remained a favorite of mine, especially when it is chilly outside.
Larry Roark has such tempting things on Facebook. My sister-in-law Wanda and Richie are always cooking something delicious. I keep McDonald’s in business sometimes.
Belated happy birthday wishes to a beautiful lady, Bernice Baker, who was 81 years young on April 11. Bernice is from the Linefork area and now makes her home in Greenwood, Ind., which is close to Indianapolis.
I asked Bernice if she ever thought she would be fooling with a computer. We both had a laugh about this.
Gwen Huff Farmer bought a new computer and found it a little tough on the nerves trying to get everything set up once again.
I went to visit my daughter Angie Wiederhold and my little sidekick Bennie Wiederhold, who is growing like a weed. Angie got his curls cut and he is so cute with those big brown eyes.
All Bennie is interested in when I stop by are the toys from McDonald’s, as he doesn’t eat the food. I believe Angie likes the toys as much as Bennie, and there are several boxes filled with them.
Johnny and Ann Calihan, along with Bill and Jean Ison, went to visit their sister Evadean Marcum in West Virginia.
I am so glad it has gotten warm weather so everyone can get out and see the world. With the gas price as high as it is, I may be dreaming and longing to go while my body stays home.
I hear that Doug Ison is going into the baby-sitting business while his company from the mountains is visiting him. He is planning on taking care of three boys while the parents go out for an evening on the town.
Polly Maucher sends her love to all her family and, Kevin Ison, your Aunt Polly tells you to rest up after your long trip to Canada. That isn’t exactly what she said, but it will have to do for now.
My brother Robert Hall is home from the hospital and is doing a little better. Richie says Robert has lost quite a bit of weight.
Richie and Wanda have enjoyed spending some time with Rick and Barb Jones and Mark and Teresa. Mark says he is the best looking man on Ingrams Creek. I believe Bruce Jones has got him beat.
Hello to my brother Jerry and Mattie Hall. I hope to see everyone before too long. Hello to my sister Loretta Church and my brother Wallace Lee Hall in Letcher Manor.
Linda Whitaker Day, I hope you are doing better. Hello to Sis and Ralph, of Michigan along with Bud of Texas, and Cenia Faye and all the Whitaker bunch.
I still haven’t made it to visit Betty and Doyle Ison. Now that I am starting to feel a little better and the weather is getting warmer, just maybe I will get there.
I got to chat with Arlyn Halcomb on the computer. Clarence is wanting to go to the KC reunion. Only one thing, they don’t drive anymore. I wish there was some way I could take Clarence and go get Gwen Huff Farmer so they both could attend this reunion.
Gwen’s dad John D. Huff is probably the reason Kingdom Come High School came into effect. I know Clarence Huff and Clarence Halcomb helped construct the building as young boys along with others. If I am wrong, I know someone will correct me.
Even though I didn’t graduate from there, Kingdom Come School has always been embedded in my heart, the same way with Mill Branch Grade School.
Oh yes, I get laughed at sometimes when I mention walking to school. I wouldn’t trade my childhood memories for any amount of money even though we walked through cold, snow, icy conditions, rain and whatever without the benefit of umbrellas and other weather-related clothing. I can remember wearing shoes with the soles having a hole in them, sticking a piece of cardboard box inside trying to make them feel better.
Of course when the cardboard got wet the hole was there again. Clarence Halcomb, this is for you.
I took my mother to the fair. She wanted to go on the ferris wheel, but that’s not my speed. So she went on the ride by herself. In the middle of her ride, the wheel malfunctioned. I watched as Mom was thrown out of the gondola and landed in a heap at my feet. I said, “Are you hurt?” “Of course I’m hurt!” she replied. “Three times around and you didn’t wave once!”
I better get this on its way before storms hit our area.
Until next time: Rose Ballard, 9110 Lawrenceburg Road, Harrison, Ohio 45030, email: Bluegrassmama4@aol.com, telephone, 513- 367-4682.