Hello everyone everywhere!
Hey guess what? I don’t have to say we are having an early fall as it is here, whether I am ready or not, and I think a touch of early winter sort of snuck in as the temperature sure took a dip in the Harrison area. From what I hear it did the same in eastern Kentucky.
This was a good excuse for me to turn the electric fireplace on for a while.
I was at my friend’s house and felt it getting rather warm. She had turned the furnace up, but I am not quite ready for that just yet!
I really hate this being dark so late of the mornings as I have mentioned before how I enjoy just a short time on the porch. It takes me a little while to get used to darkness in the evenings, and just think, I will be complaining about how cold it is in a month or so.
Friday after school I picked up my seven-yearold granddaughter Katelyn Nottingham, who wanted to spend the night with me. Our plans sort of got sidetracked as a friend needed a way to Sidney, which is almost 90 miles from Cincinnati, where my friend lives. On the way back home we decided to go to the Coon Hunters Club, and by the time Katelyn and I got home it was 11 p.m.
Saturday I drove back to my daughter Anna’s to pick up my nine-year-old granddaughter Jessica so I had both granddaughters for the night. Sarah is 13 years old now and is active in school so she is outgrowing spending time with me.
Sarah is going through a bad time right now. For some time her left foot and leg have been hurting her. Anna has taken her to have it x-rayed and nothing showed. It was swollen so Anna took her to a different urgent care center and they put a boot on her foot. She is on crutches as there’s a possibility it has a broken bone and is not showing so Anna has to take her to a specialist.
Sarah is in the Beechwood High School band, where she plays the saxophone, and is very active so this is going to keep her out for quite some time as the band practices and she marches four hours almost every evening.
Saturday at Beechwood School there was a band competition. It was really amazing to see all these young students dressed so nice in the band uniforms, carrying all the instruments. Had I not already made plans I would have liked to stayed and watched the entire competition. There were school bands from all over. I did watch Gallintin and Madison County. Beechwood wasn’t going to take part until 10 p.m. so I didn’t stay. Southern Ohio
Anna was working at the school, and my son-in-law Scott was on duty as a policeman.
Little Kyle was entertained by the girls and seemed to enjoy his stroller. It is hard to believe he is seven months old already.
My musician friends ‘Ma Crow & The Lady Sippers’ were playing at a barn dance in Friendship, Ind., so Jessica, Katelyn and I went there. Jessica danced with me several times, but we couldn’t get Katelyn to dance.
Katelyn found a little girl to play with. This event was held in a huge barn and there were hay bales along the wall to sit on. I watched Katelyn and the little girl playing and Katelyn started skipping. I have heard the term ‘poetry in motion’ and now I know the meaning of those words as Katelyn never missed a beat as she was skipping to the music.
Katelyn seemed to float as she skipped so gracefully with her long legs moving so beautifully. She might not have danced but I enjoyed just watching my little granddaughter enjoying herself.
Now sleeping with her is something else. I told her she kicked like a mule and she said, “A what?” So I said she kicked like a horse.
Sunday after breakfast I took the girls to Harrison Elementary School so they could play, and while they were swinging, someone forgot how old they are and joined the girls on the swings.
While swinging high in the air, I asked Jessica if she had any idea how long it had been since I had been in a swing like this. Jessica popped up and answered, “Twenty-nine years?”
Where she came up with that figure I have no idea, but it has been many years since I have enjoyed this with the kids as the motion makes me a little queasy and I really didn’t know if I could pump myself to go up that high. Just to hear the girls’ laughter and feel the breeze was worth it.
We took a walk to another small park behind the Harrison Community Center and all of a sudden it started to rain. We got under a small shelter and the rain started blowing in. There was a large cardboard box that someone had left so I placed the box close to the table to help protect the girls. As I was doing this I explained how some people slept in conditions like this. It really surprised me to know both girls were aware of homeless people.
I did have one incident where I really didn’t know how to answer a question of a child’s inquisitive mind. Katelyn asked me why her papaw and I lived in separate houses. As I was trying to figure out how to answer without saying something negative, I asked if she had ever had a little quarrel or disagreement with a friend. When she said yes, I simply told her sometimes grown people act like children so that was why we weren’t together. It has been 17 years since our divorce and this is the first time that I have ever been faced with this question from them. Their papaw is a very important part of their life so there’s no way I would say anything against him.
When I took the girls home, I drove to Cincinnati, picked up my friend then we went back to Sidney, to pick up another friend to bring them back to Cincinnati. So you might say I had a busy weekend.
I came home to find a huge, bright light in my driveway where I park my car. My son Keith had come and hooked me up a light.
Last week I took enough time to go visit Doyle and Betty Ison for a little while. Doyle is recuperating well, though he will have a long wait for complete recovery from his open-heart surgery.
Betty had cooked green beans, and guess who came home with a care package of leftover green beans and cornbread? Betty makes me think of our mother’s cooking in the way she cooks her green beans, so does my sister-in-law Wanda Hall.
I also had cornbread and milk from her leftover cornbread. Don’t tell me that I am not loved! Now I wonder if I will get a comment in Speak Your Piece and, no, I am not begging for food.
One thing about it, if I was, I know where to go as Betty and Doyle always have plenty and are ready to share with anyone who comes to their house, even a repairman or anyone who just happens by.
Gwen Huff Farmer has enough food that in the winter months she wouldn’t have to go the store except for a few staples. She replenishes her freezer each summer from her garden.
Gwen had her family for several days, and she is always so happy to have them with her. Gwen’s son, Glen Farmer Jr., is doing great after his surgery.
Since I haven’t been home very much I haven’t been in touch with Shirley Wells. I hope she is doing alright.
My brother Richie Hall is worrying me as he is having some trouble again. I had to laugh when Richie told me that their little two-year-old grandson Blake had been to Neon or someplace with his parents. While there, Blake rode on a little train and wanted to take ‘Poppy’, meaning Richie, back to ride the train.
My granddaughter Jodi Gray was 23 years old Sept. 10. Jodi is substitute teaching this year and I am really proud of this young woman. Jodi is such a beautiful person, not just face beauty but personality too.
Jodi and her boyfriend Sam were at a dance and there was a 15-year-old boy in a wheelchair just watching others while they were dancing. Jodie said such an expression was on this young lad’s face, and Jodi asked if he wanted to dance. Jodi managed, somehow, to dance with him in the wheelchair. As I said, she is a wonderful young woman and has been since a child.
Jodi received a letter from one of her teachers saying what an exceptionally gifted student she had been through her time at college.
I really do appreciate all the compliments from those who have gotten my book, ‘The Beauty Of A Rose.’
Letcher County Day picnic is fast approaching, Sept. 24, at 12 p.m. at the Harrison Community Center, 300 George Street, Harrison. Please bring a covered dish and a beverage. I hope we have a good turnout.
Frick and Frack, now you know the way to Harrison.
Hello to Linda Whitaker Day, and I sure hope you and all your family are doing alright.
Well, I better get this on its way; as usual I am running behind.
Until next time, Rose Ballard, 9110 Lawrenceburg Road, Harrison, Ohio 45030, email: Bluegrassmama4@aol.com, telephone: 513- 367-4682.