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The girls in the photo are Brooklyn and Madison Bates. Their parents are Ashley and Ryan Bates, and their grandparents are Greg and Laura Bates of Cowan.

The girls in the photo are Brooklyn and Madison Bates. Their parents are Ashley and Ryan Bates, and their grandparents are Greg and Laura Bates of Cowan.

Merry Christmas everyone!

By the time some of you get this issue of The Mountain Eagle Christmas will just be a memory, as so many others. For those of you local readers, Merry Christmas for the last time this year.

I hope Santa has been good to all of you. I am going through the motions, however this is one year that I can’t find the Christmas joy that I usually find when I see all the beautiful lights. For one thing I haven’t been anywhere to observe the lights.

Vickie Power and I stopped at a place called Game Stop, and I bought the game that my sidekick Bennie Wiederhold wanted for Christmas Wednesday afternoon, my daughter Angie Wiederhold stopped by the house for just a few minutes, leaving Bennie in the car or so she thought. Well that little brat came in. I remembered I had the gift beside the tree, so I tried to hurry and cover it up. Bennie seen the blasted bag with Game Stop on it. As he inquired what was in the bag, I replied it was for Keith and I had to hurry and hide it as he would be home in a minute.

Tom and Sue Wagner are pictured. Sue is the daughter of Johnny and Ann Calihan.

Tom and Sue Wagner are pictured. Sue is the daughter of Johnny and Ann Calihan.

Bennie asked more questions, and that very minute Keith walked in the room, so I was free from questions or so I thought. Meantime when he got in the car he told his mom that I had gotten something from Game Stop. I am going to be mean as I am putting his game in another box, plus I am going to have Angie wait until later in the day to give his present to him.

Oh how I wish I had lived the life that my children and my grandchildren, and great-grandchildren have lived. I can only remember a couple of times when any of us kids got a toy for Christmas. When I was about eight years old Daddy and Mommy got me a yellow plaid headscarf, I can remember secretly crying. There were other children in Roxana, and I really don’t remember any of the ones that I was close to getting toys either.

I know we always had apples, oranges and Christmas candy such as the yellow, pink, white, and chocolate coconut bonbons, chocolate drops and a huge barber pole of peppermint candy that we had to break with a hammer. Daddy would get a couple of coconuts that he would drive a nail through a small spot, then pour the coconut milk in a glass so we could drink it, then use a hammer to break it in pieces.

Rose Ballard’s granddaughter Sarah Nottingham is the daughter of Scott and Anna Nottingham. With her is her fiancé, Taylor.

Rose Ballard’s granddaughter Sarah Nottingham is the daughter of Scott and Anna Nottingham. With her is her fiancé, Taylor.

Mom would make a stack cake, and of course she would have shucky beans, along with fried potatoes, some kind of meat, and cornbread, the same thing she would fix any other time. There were times that I would come home from school, oh the delicious smell that would greet me long before I opened the door, as mom would be baking muffins, which are called cupcakes now. These were made from scratch, as Mom never knew what a box of cake mix was, nor even self-rising flour. I can almost smell them as I am writing this column.

Several years after we were married, Jack said that that I used to mind him, now that really made me laugh. I must say my dad and Jack were influential in me being the hardheaded, stubborn, independent person that I am today.

Jack and I had very little financial means in the first years of our marriage; I babysat to help us get by. Our first Christmas we had a couple of strands of lights, a box of ornaments and the angel that I place on my tree every year. Every year after that I would add a few ornaments. Jack finally got a job at Campbell Hausfield and retired from there after 32 years or more.

Our first years together I learned to cook, can and did everything I could to help him, and to take care of three children before I was 20 years old, then our last when I was 28 years old. The older I got the more I longed for education, which I was denied the chance to get. At the time I didn’t have the knowledge nor strength to stand up to him, at the time I had three small children. As time went on, yes, I found courage to stand up to someone who had tried to keep me under their thumb, who also tried to control every move I made. I found a way to get my GED, and again I discovered I wasn’t just a wife and mother. I started to develop into a person, who had let their backbone become hidden. This caused so much trouble in our marriage along with so many good times also.

Our youngest daughter started working at the age of 16 then I got a job where she worked. Eventually after 32 years Jack and I divorced. We never spoke to each other from the day we divorced until he passed away two years ago. This year each night as I look at the angel on top of my tree, at times tears fill my eyes as I let the memories drift over the years. I try to push the bad memories out and let the good ones stay.

Friday afternoon, my daughter Kay Gray and I went to Panera Bread for lunch. Kay knows I love the broccoli cheese soup. It must have been take your children to Panera’s as several little ones were there. It was a delight to watch and listen to the little ones. A little two-year-old started talking to Kay, and something happened that Kay and I laughed so hard, I got tears in my eyes from laughing.

Afterwards, Kay and I went on a little excursion to a thrift store that I love going to. Kay has a Cadillac Escalade that she drives often, as she loves it more than any of her five cars. Kay usually puts a small stool in when she knows I am going to be in the car with her. As Kay was dropping me off after our trip, somehow as I was exiting the vehicle, my left arm hit the door lock along with the window control. It locked and unlocked, along with the window going down at the same time. I found out I could multitask; of course that sat us off laughing again.

By the time I got home I was exhausted. It was a good thing that I had fixed a pot of chili for Keith’s supper.

Friday afternoon, I received a call from Polly Maucher. It was wonderful to hear from Polly, except this time it was not good news. My sympathy goes to the families of Doug Day who is originally from the Kingscreek area and Ida Mae Stamper. Polly’s brother Doug Ison was a lifelong and very good friend with Doug Day. Ida Mae Stamper is the daughter of Hayes Stamper; Hayes owned a sawmill on Kingscreek when I was a child. Daddy worked for him for a while. Both Doug Day and Ida Mae Stamper will be missed by everyone.

Please keep Kenny and Wanda Whitehead in your prayers as they were involved in a bad car accident Friday night.

I’ve heard of being vengeful, the departing Governor Bevin of Kentucky hit an all-time low in my opinion he pardoned some very dangerous people to be loose in some local communities. I thought it was despicable saying the things he did about teachers. This is as low as anyone can get my opinion. It even hit the small community in Letcher County.

Johnny and Ann Calihan aren’t bouncing back as fast as I wish they would. Their daughter Sue Wagner and her husband enjoyed a night out together, as they went to a special event in Cincinnati.

Hello to Les and Pat Wagner, I hope you are feeling better by now.

Hello Mike and Marcia Caudill, hope to see you in a few months. Don’t forget Carcassonne Community Center has events all year round. Please attend. Campbell’s Branch Community Center has music every Friday night.

Patsy Adams, I hope you enjoy the video of Mountain Minor. Those who read my column, please contact the Appalshop in Whitesburg to get Mountain Minor shown at the Appalshop.

Until next time. Rose Ballard, 9110 Lawrenceburg Rd., Harrison, Ohio 45030 email Bluegrassmama4@aol.com started working at the age of 16 then I got a job where she worked. Eventually after 32 years Jack and I divorced. We never spoke to each other from the day we divorced until he passed away two years ago. This year each night as I look at the angel on top of my tree, at times tears fill my eyes as I let the memories drift over the years. I try to push the bad memories out and let the good ones stay.

Friday afternoon, my daughter Kay Gray and I went to Panera Bread for lunch. Kay knows I love the broccoli cheese soup. It must have been take your children to Panera’s as several little ones were there. It was a delight to watch and listen to the little ones. A little two-year-old started talking to Kay, and something happened that Kay and I laughed so hard, I got tears in my eyes from laughing.

Afterwards, Kay and I went on a little excursion to a thrift store that I love going to. Kay has a Cadillac Escalade that she drives often, as she loves it more than any of her five cars. Kay usually puts a small stool in when she knows I am going to be in the car with her. As Kay was dropping me off after our trip, somehow as I was exiting the vehicle, my left arm hit the door lock along with the window control. It locked and unlocked, along with the window going down at the same time. I found out I could multitask; of course that sat us off laughing again.

By the time I got home I was exhausted. It was a good thing that I had fixed a pot of chili for Keith’s supper.

Friday afternoon, I received a call from Polly Maucher. It was wonderful to hear from Polly, except this time it was not good news. My sympathy goes to the families of Doug Day who is originally from the Kingscreek area and Ida Mae Stamper. Polly’s brother Doug Ison was a lifelong and very good friend with Doug Day. Ida Mae Stamper is the daughter of Hayes Stamper; Hayes owned a sawmill on Kingscreek when I was a child. Daddy worked for him for a while. Both Doug Day and Ida Mae Stamper will be missed by everyone.

Please keep Kenny and Wanda Whitehead in your prayers as they were involved in a bad car accident Friday night.

I’ve heard of being vengeful, the departing Governor Bevin of Kentucky hit an all-time low in my opinion he pardoned some very dangerous people to be loose in some local communities. I thought it was despicable saying the things he did about teachers. This is as low as anyone can get my opinion. It even hit the small community in Letcher County.

Johnny and Ann Calihan aren’t bouncing back as fast as I wish they would. Their daughter Sue Wagner and her husband enjoyed a night out together, as they went to a special event in Cincinnati.

Hello to Les and Pat Wagner, I hope you are feeling better by now.

Hello Mike and Marcia Caudill, hope to see you in a few months. Don’t forget Carcassonne Community Center has events all year round. Please attend. Campbell’s Branch Community Center has music every Friday night.

Patsy Adams, I hope you enjoy the video of Mountain Minor. Those who read my column, please contact the Appalshop in Whitesburg to get Mountain Minor shown at the Appalshop.

Until next time. Rose Ballard, 9110 Lawrenceburg Rd., Harrison, Ohio 45030 email Bluegrassmama4@aol.com

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