Hello again everyone!
I hope everyone had a safe Halloween. The past couple of days we have seen the most awesome weather. I wish it would continue for a couple of months, but of course by then the snow may be falling.
I want to say my heart and soul seems to have been revived by spending a few days in the mountains of eastern Kentucky. It was a real pleasure for me to be able to attend Blackey Days, though I left a black, soft fleece jacket on a chair when I left, and either someone took it home or threw it away. I am just thankful it wasn’t my leather coat.
It was so good to be in touch with my cousins Nancy ‘Sis’ Sparkman, Beverly Adams, and their youngest sister April, and her daughter again after several years of not seeing or knowing anything about them.
Jeff and Bev’s son Jack Adams, I am really proud of you, and I hope to get to see and hear you play that banjo again before long. Jack not only plays the banjo, he is good on the guitar also. Jack can sing, but he doesn’t talk to anyone very much .
Jack’s parents have invited me to go to the Ralph Stanley Festival with them next year.
Not only did I get to spend time with them, I have been in touch with another cousin, Teresa Griffith of Big Stone Gap Va. Teresa is the daughter of our mother’s brother, Ted Adams, who was killed many years ago. I lost contact with their mother, Mae, as she moved from Lawrenceburg, Ind., back to her family in eastern Kentucky. So you might say it was a family get-together for me.
While I was down in the mountains Mary Adams died. Mary was Mom’s oldest brother Fred Adams’s wife. Mary was 90 years old.
There’s a couple who live not far from me and even though we share not a drop of blood, I love them as much as if they were family, and that is none other than Johnny and Ann Calihan.
The statement about someone knowing your faults and loving you anyway is true with Ann. She knows I have done things, said things, and probably will continue to do so, and yet she loves me. Southern Ohio
I met another woman who felt the same way, and that’s none other than Willamae Boggs. Willamae loved me like a sister for the short time we knew each other.
I finally stayed home long enough to call Ann Calihan to check on her and Johnny, and it seems Ann slowed down enough to catch a cold.
Doyle and Betty Ison are doing a lot of going to and from doctor appointments. Doyle has improved a bit but he still has not recovered, and it will take him quite some time before he is completely healed from his open-heart surgery.
Gwen Huff Farmer is having quite a bit of trouble with her legs and she is going to have some tests made. I hope she soon gets relief from the pain she has been having.
Gwen’s son Glen Farmer Jr. had some serious problems and found he had kidney stones.
Belated happy birthday wishes to Shirley Wells on Oct. 29. Once again I didn’t get a card out in time
Happy birthday to Jon Caudill of 7 South Band on Nov. 1. I wish I could afford a singing telegram, if there’s still such a thing as this. He would be getting one from me.
Happy birthday to my youngest daughter Anna Nottingham on Nov. 3. Anna will be having surgery as quick as the doctor can get her scheduled as she is having some problems that have to be taken care of. I threatened to spank her because she won’t let me help her with the kids so she can get some rest. I think I will do just that and pretend it is for her birthday. Oh she is so stubborn.
My 13-year-old granddaughter Sarah Nottingham, attends Beechwood School and is part of the marching band. The marching band won its second consecutive Kentucky Class A State Marching Band Championship last Saturday at Western Kentucky University in Bowling Green. When they arrived back at the school they had a parade and trophies were handed out to all the band members.
Happy anniversary to Scott and Anna Nottingham on Nov. 7.
My son Keith Ballard stopped by to mow the grass, or more so to mulch the leaves, then he painted a garage door that needed it.
My brother Richie Hall had a few good days and then back to feeling bad again. I wish somehow there was something that could be done for him. Wanda tries to do everything she can for him, and everyone needs someone in their life like my sister-in-law Wanda. I feel as if Wanda is a sister instead of a sister-in-law.
My brother Jerry Hall doesn’t get out much anymore as he is getting disabled to walk very much. So that leaves Mattie to do most everything the two used to do together.
My sister Loretta Church hasn’t been feeling too well.
Hello to another misplaced hillbilly, Bob Akemon, with whom I chat occasionally on the computer. If we get snow I am going to be very generous and try to send it Bob’s way. It is always so special to be in touch with Bob as he knew my mom’s family many years ago.
One evening I couldn’t think of a thing I wanted to eat except a piece of fresh baked cornbread with butter on it, and that is exactly what I finally fixed. Bob said he loved cornbread and ‘sour’ milk, then corrected it to buttermilk. I laughed about that as I hadn’t heard that expression in so long. Mommy would say ‘sour milk,’ and then we also had ‘sweet milk’.
How many can remember the term of ‘blanky milk,’ which described milk as it was beginning to spoil and taste or smell bad?
I haven’t heard anything from Clarence Halcomb so I really hope he and Arlyn are doing alright.
Hello to Linda Whitaker Day and the Whitaker bunch. It seems I don’t hear anything from your part of the world.
I forgot to say how nice it was to meet the owner of the store where Richie and Wanda shop. Richie called them to say I was stopping to pick up something for him, and he told the owner that he would recognize me since I had an Ohio accent. I believe the man’s name is Hagar, and when I told him who I was, he laughed and said that my brother was wrong, as I hadn’t lost my country way of talking.
Had it not been embarrassing for him, I would have hugged him. I am hillbilly born and that is what I will be until leave this world.
Oma Hatton, I still regret I didn’t get to spend more time with you. Maybe when I get back there again we can go to Pine Mountain Grill, and maybe we can even talk your son Billy into joining us.
Mark and Teresa Roark, when that new baby starts to fuss take it down to Richie and Wanda’s and they will spoil it for you. Mark, I hope you are feeling better. We can’t have the second-best looking man on Ingrams Creek feeling bad.
Which reminds me, somehow I missed going by to say hello to Bruce Jones, the best looking man on Ingrams Creek.
I haven’t talked to Polly Maucher this week, so I guess Frick and Frack are being good.
It is time for me to get this on its way. Until next time, stay warm and be safe. Rose Ballard, 9110 Lawrenceburg Road, Harrison, Ohio 45030, email: Bluegrassmama4@aol.com, 513-367-4682.