Hello again everyone!
My, how time flies when you are having fun! The only question, is it fun yet? Seems as if there’s never enough time in the day for me to get done everything that needs doing. Then I can’t sleep at night and start the day of tired.
We sure are having beautiful weather in the Ohio Valley area. I have to make myself get off the porch swing as I could literally sit all day to listen to the birds and enjoy the breeze. I wish we were living in times that you could go to bed at night leaving your windows open to enjoy the cool fresh air.
I have an upstairs and I won’t leave the windows open because you never know what to expect. I remember the old wooden latch that Mom would turn each night just before going to bed. Now with home security it isn’t safe.
Growing up at Roxana we never had a fan, much less air conditioning. Mom raised the windows during the day and we slept with them up at night. We never had window screens, nor a screen door either.
How many remember seeing the brown sticky strip of paper that caught flies?
I was talking to my son Keith about growing up in the mountains, how I walked from Roxana to Woodrock when I was about 10 years old. Of course he has no idea where Woodrock is!
I have also walked from Roxana to Whitesburg by myself, and I accepted rides with strangers when I was a mere child.
When I think of how times are now all I have to say is thank God for watching out for me and lots of other young kids.
I have been sorting through and getting rid of a few things. I still have my youngest daughter’s huge stuffed bears, I decided to get rid of one. I mean it was huge. Keith carried it out for me. I thought he’d sit it on top of the garbage can.
I was sitting on the porch where I have a Rose of Sharon tree at the end, so you can’t see me. I heard a car stop, and some guy got out stood by my car. I didn’t know what he was doing, but all at once he picked up the white bear and put in his vehicle.
I asked Keith where he’d set the bear. That son of mine hated to put the bear in the garbage; he set it beside the road and put a sign that said “Take me!”
If I don’t get a column out one week, come look for me, as he might put me in a chair and set me out saying “free” on it.
Keith is staying with me for awhile. It is the first time one of my adult children has ever lived with me.
Not as bad as I thought having someone around. Once in a while we will butt heads so I go to the back deck and he stays on the front porch.
I’ve never made it a secret I like living alone. I know this is temporary so I will make the best of it.
Keith has worked himself half to death on the yard as he has trimmed so much stuff that I’ve not been able to do.
I finally had a good talk with Betty Ison, but it seems we play phone tag sometimes. Doyle and Betty are doing all right.
I still say it is a good thing that Betty Kelly lives as far as she does or we might get into trouble.
Glenora Eldridge, it was really good talking to you. I still have no idea what happened to my telephone as we were talking. I hope to see you one of these days..
I don’t know if Richard Caudill who lives in Hot Spot reads The Mountain Eagle or not. Richard has starved me to death this summer with his posts and comments on the computer about blackberries, cobblers, and most of all blackberry dumplings.
I thought Larry Roark was mean with all his delicious postings of his food, but that really hasn’t even compared to Richard Caudill.
I use to pick blackberries at my friends’ place, Joe and Molly Farwick, and didn’t seem afraid to be out by myself. Joe would get on his buggy and come to check on me ever so often.
I split what I picked with Molly since she wasn’t able to do it. Joe has been gone several years and Molly no longer lives there.
I don’t know the people well enough to go ask if I can still go to the backside of the field, so I don’t have any idea where berries are. I really don’t need to be out with the breathing problems I’ve been having again. Not only that, I am very allergic to blackberry briars as when I get pricked by briars I get infected really badly.
Richard Caudill, please be careful and don’t get snake bit. I enjoy your writings on Facebook too much, and please enjoy a bowl of blackberry dumplings for me along with vanilla ice cream.
I am beginning to look like that big whale that Gary Eldridge caught in Florida. It looked about the same height as me. Just call me roly-poly.
I may as well laugh at myself. I haven’t walked for such a long time and as some of you who know me, it looks like instead of going up I am going round.
The festival at Roxana is just around the corner. I wish I were able to go to it as it sure sounds like a good time. I would love to see Sunrise Ridge.
Please keep my cousin Beverly Adams and her family in your prayers. Thanks to Taylyn Combs for keeping me informed about Bev’s condition.
Bev spent a few days in Whitesburg hospital, then a few more in UK at Lexington. I was going to see Bev Saturday and when I called Bev she was getting ready to go home.
I had another angiogram and this time there was no blockage but I wasn’t able to drive for a couple of days. This is the third angiogram I’ve had. For some reason it hurt worst and stayed sore the longest of any. Even when I had the three stents put in last August it didn’t make me this sore.
My sister-in-law Mattie Hall hasn’t been doing too well since Jerry died as she has started having health problems again. She told me that the thief who lived in the housing project was told to move as they were caught selling drugs.
I talked to my sister-inlaw Wanda Hall for a few minutes, and it seems Wanda works so much that we don’t connect too much anymore.
Mark your calendar for Sept. 27 for Letcher County Day at Harrison Community Center, 300 George St., Harrison, Ohio, from 12-? Bring a covered dish and a beverage.
Berma, I hope to see you and your brother again. It is always a pleasure to see you.
So many things have happened since I started this. Even with the sadness we still manage to have a good time and plenty of food.
It is a busy day for me and as usual I waited until the last minute to write my column.
Take care and I will meet you back again next week.
Rose Ballard, 9110 Lawrenceburg Rd., Harrison, Ohio 45030, email Bluegrassmama4@aol.com, 513- 367-4682.