JOHN DAY - Monday, Jan. 30, we were blessed with new table decorations. They were beautiful Valentine bouquets. Helen Bogart furnished the supplies, and Deda Porter put them together. Thanks, ladies.
The meal today was pizza, green salad, brownies and ice cream. Really good pizza, cooks. The entree was furnished by the Seventh-day Adventist Church, and servers were from First Christian Church.
Veanne Weddle announced that the Humbolt PTA brought us a can for collecting Labels for Education, Boxtops for Education and My Coke Rewards for schools. Let's help our kids by saving these for them.
Lorna Askew and Patty Jones brought four residents from Blue Mountain Nursing Home for lunch. They were Ken Burnside, La Verne Matteson, Carolyn Behrens and Ruth Garrison. Always good to see them.
Carlie Oliver had a birthday. Dan Ellison led the flag salute, and the blessing was given by Ron Dowse. The Len's certificate was won by Lou Thoemke, and the free meal went to Gale Heising.
Tuesday, Jan. 31, we had a good turnout for bingo. The half time blackout was $270 in 52 numbers and no one won it, so next Tuesday it will be $280 in 53 numbers, and so on until it is won. Bring your favorite snack to share and have some fun with us. Doors open at 6 p.m. every Tuesday.
On Thursday, Feb. 2, we had stew, ambrosia salad, biscuits and coconut pie. The entree was furnished by Iron Triangle Logging, and the servers were from St. Thomas Episcopal Church.
Veanne reminded us that there will be an AARP driving class on Tuesday, Feb. 28. There is a sign-up sheet on the closed door. You are entitled to a discount on your insurance if you take it. She also announced the Groundhog Day pancake feed tonight in Prairie City. She then thanked Linda Stoltz for cleaning up the book shelves and for donating aloe plants for whomever wanted them.
It was good to see Alva Conlee back after a couple weeks illness. He is a regular, joining his mother, Eulala Herberg, who is now 100 years young and she can outrun a lot of us. He also joins her at bingo regularly so he is really missed when not here.
Don't forget, we now have meal vouchers. You may purchase vouchers for up to 10 meals. Really handy - saves having to write a check or dig up the cash each time you come to lunch. They are a great gift idea.
There were several guests today to hear Dick Day speak on Medicare.
The flag salute was led by Dennis Reynolds, and the blessing was given by Ron Dowse. The Chester's Thriftway certificate was won by Mary Anne Morris, and Del Lake won a half-price haircut at Katrina's Barber Shop.
Then Dick Day gave a presentation while we ate lunch. He stayed after to answer any questions.
Next Thursday, Feb. 9, the cooks are going to whip up some hamburger steaks, and Monday, Feb. 13, they will fix soup and sandwiches.
Psalm 37:11 "But the meek will inherit the land and enjoy great peace."
PRAIRIE CITY - Geography lesson for the day: We live close to the 45th Parallel, which is designated "the temperate zone," defined as "moderate." So why do we have one day of winter followed by a day of summer? (Soap box warning.) Of course it's all caused by global warming, which is caused by cows. (Warning end.)
Anyway, we won't get bored by the same old weather day after day like they have in Hawaii.
We don't get bored eating the same meals week after week either. Our wonderful cooks put together another super repast for us today of juice, cottage cheese, green salad, potatoes and pizza, with frosted cinnamon rolls for dessert. A great meal for this snowy day.
We had 37 diners in the hall, three meals-on-wheels and six take-outs.
Our servers were Lou Thoemke, Vivian Rookstool and Louise LaBaugh. Buzz Harris led the flag salute, and Pastor Marvin Hatfield asked the blessing. And the Valentine table decorations made their appearance.
Faithful Buzz was the recipient of the $5 gift certificate donated by Prairie Drug and Hardware. The Blue Mountain Nursing Home ladies, Lorna and Kellyn, brought LaVerne Matteson and Charles Lockwood.
The Strawberry Grange announced that it will have regular meetings on the second Wednesday of each month at 1:30 p.m. here in the hall after the senior dinner. That way you won't have to make two trips.
My comment on the political goings-on: "A lot of people get through thinking before they get through thinking things through." - Barbara Johnson.
Short column this week. Have to get back to the renovating. You know it takes longer to get things done when you're older. Ahem.
Eccl. 1:9 "What has been will be again; what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun."
MONUMENT - We had 41 diners here on Tuesday, Jan. 31. Everyone enjoyed roast beef, mashed potatoes and gravy, green beans, hot rolls, and spice cake for dessert.
The John Day bus will go at 9:30 a.m. Thursday, Feb. 9.
Marva Walker is in a real good mood right now. She got a surprise phone call from her granddaughter, Calla, telling her about winning a position on the stock horse team at Texas A&M. They have a student population of 30,000, and they only selected eight participants.
They had to ride a pattern on a strange horse. She said the first part of the contest consisted of getting acquainted with the little red roan horse she had drawn. Then the second part went quite well.
The eight-rider team will go to different schools in Texas and probably some of the other nearby states. They have a national show at the end of the year, and Marva is already stashing money in her piggy bank just in case. I am, of course, a tried and true fan.
Certificate winners were Dorothy Jordan, free meal; Frances Arneson, Len's Drug; and Betty Shrofe, Chester's Thriftway.
A couple of weeks ago I was very pleased to see an old friend, Jackie Wright, who has been "misplaced" for some time. He was chosen as "patient of the month" with picture and all, at Blue Mountain Nursing Home. He didn't look too perky in the picture, but I didn't fret over it. I have been a "house guest" over there three times, so I knew he would be well taken care of, and I was starting to make plans for a trip over there.
Then I opened this week's paper, and my heart hurt when I saw his obituary. When he was riding high, he was a typical young "champeen," full of himself and the world was his oyster. And rightfully so. Dayville was his hometown, but every little town in our part of Eastern Oregon claimed him as their own. You could never have told Mitchell or Spray that he wasn't a "home boy." After all, Dayville was our neighbor, therefore he was ours also.
And now I can't help but borrow a few words from another "hero" of mine, and the feeling is true as sunshine, "Happy trails, old buddy."