Saturday, April 06, 2013

Saturday at the park

Hannah the Queen Mermaid.

Telling Papa a story.

Robert saw me taking this pic and said,"Grandma, that is a really ugly house."  I thought it might look artistic, but I guess he was right.

Hannah, your hair is in your face. 

Hannah really took to the water, but Robert said it was toooooo Coooold,  This is the farthest out he went.

We went to Qzark camp first, then here to Kyles landing.

Robert HAD to have a picture of t his truck parked at the side of the road.

Hannah looked wore out on the way home, but Robert was the one that took a 2 hour nap when we got home.

Saturday, of kids and spring

Kids are here.  Supposed to be a beautiful day.  We are going to the park and have a picnic.

Thursday, April 04, 2013

Thursday, one more day

and tomorrow is go home early day.

We went to Donna Marr's visitation tonight.  Saw people I used to know.  Mildred Eldridge and Janice,  JR and Fairy Sue Snow, Larry Teter, Betty Logan, and Rita Helen.

Rita Helen said Brenda Bishop had fallen and severely injured her knee. And Virgil Miles was killed in a car accident yesterday.

Virgil F. Miles, age 74 of Omaha, Arkansas passed away Wednesday, April 3, 2013 at Cox Health South Hospital in Springfield, Missouri.
The son of Leonard Peck Miles and Gladys (Hefner) Miles was born August 28, 1938 in Denver, Arkansas.
Virgil was a U.S. Army veteran and enjoyed hunting and fishing.
He was preceded in death by his parents; his wife, Mary Pearl (Roberts) Miles; two brothers, Mickey Miles and Cecil Hefner; and two sisters, Corine McGee and Fay Hickman.
Survivors are his children, Lisa Miles, Mark Miles, Shannon Miles and wife, Lisa, and Cody Miles and Haley Herman, all of Omaha, Arkansas; brother, David Miles and wife, Valerie of Harrison; two grandsons, Daniel Miles and Matthew Miles; a great-granddaughter, Nevaeh Miles; nephews, Barney Hickman and Danny Hickman of Harrison, Arkansas; and a host of other relatives and friends.
Cremation and arrangements are being handled by Coffman Funeral Home in Harrison.

Wednesday, April 03, 2013

Wednesday, April 3, Betty

Bake Fish a cake for tomorrow.

Patsy's post about what she reads on the net each day, got me to thinking about some of the blogs she links to in her sidebar.  I used to read several of her linked 2's each day, but many have either quit blogging, or only rarely post.  And, as she said, one has died, but I think Pat still has her link up.  Anyway, since I can read blogs from work, there are several that I read most days.  Fields is always interesting, and I like to look at the Russian's pictures, India and Vietnam not so much.  I usually check Donna's blog at least two or three times a week, and I read the Chicken In The Road from my links regularly.  I used to check Velvet's and Betty from Harrison several times a week, but lately had not ventured their way.

So, today, I started down Pat's links from the top down to see what I had been missing.  The one from Africa and the one from DC were both interesting.  Hawaii not so much.  That is as far down as I got, except I did venture over to Velvet's and found several interesting posts.

Then, I went to visit Betty of Harrison.  She has been blogging in spurts for the last year or so.  I think Harrison Betty's motto is, speak profoundly or hold your piece.  Today she had written about her dissatisfaction with her Methodist Church in her hometown.  Well, Betty, if you are up to a 2 hour drive on Sunday morning, I have a Church for you.  Our preacher from where I work is now pastor at Clarksville.  I am not a fan of the Methodist Church, but I am a big fan of David Hanshaw.  We, as in everyone at work, all 1200 of us, called him our preacher.  He was always there from beginning to end, from birth, to marry, to bury.  For over a decade he was our unpaid preacher who came in every Thursday and walked the entire factory floor, up one  line and down another, with a friendly word, pat on the back and a helping hand where ever it was needed.  After a time, the company made the Chaplin a paid position with a small salary, but I really think pastor donated the money back to the Church.  Several years back, the Church transferred our preacher to Clarksville, and oh how we mourned our loss.  Since then we have had a succession of paid company men.  Each one has showed  up at the office every Thursday.  Thursday is payday, and the day the company serves lunch in the conference room to a selected few, including the company man if he shows up.  Sometimes even a free meal cannot get them to show there sorry faces.  But, not one since David has walked the line with us.  And, not one since David has in any way been OUR preacher.  So, Sunday, Betty, get up early and drive down to Clarksville.  You will be welcomed with smiles and open arms. If you venture that way a second time, David will know your face and your name.

Since I have said all that, I might as well break another rule and say that I do not have a very high opinion of preaching as a profession.  Some are good people, and many are just moochers looking for an easy $.  Maybe they should think of going in to carpentry, as Jesus did.

Tuesday, April 02, 2013

Long time blogging...

Patsy started blogging Feb. 28, 2006.
Helen Feb. 28, 06
Betty Dec. 10, 06
Winnie Dec 2, 06
Fleta March 08, 06

Tuesday, April Second, rainy and cool

It has rained most of the day and been very cool.  They say Saturday should be sunny and 70 degrees.  I am ready.

When Patsy got us all blogging years ago, how many years was it anyway, personal blogs were the big new thing.  Then facebook took over and blogging went out of style.  Now, for the kids, facebook is falling by the wayside also.  I do not have a facebook page, but George does.  He keeps up with the people he went to high school with and usually checks it every day.  For all I can see, it seems to me that most people post a few personal pictures on facebook each week and write one or two sentences once in a while.

I still prefer the blog format, with more pictures and paragraphs to keep up with family.  Besides, I can read blogs at work during the day, while facebook is blocked.  I mostly use my blog as a personal diary that is open to the public.  Meaning, don't post anything you would not want to see in the newspaper and include things you think you want to remember.  Like, when the kids visit, when animals are born, when you plant, what you plant, when you set eggs under the little brown hen, when it snows, when it rains, and when the sun shines.

  I just can't tell you how many times I have wondered when something or other happened in our life and  used the search box on the blog to find the answer.  As yesterday, when I wanted a photo of Donna.  I knew I had taken one not long ago and posted it here.  A search brought the picture right up.

So, one and all are welcomed here to peek into my life through these words and pictures however boring they prove to be.   Thanks Patsy, for setting one stubborn sister on the blogging path.

All the babies, with Hot Rod almost hide.

Patsy, with ears flying again.  The better to eves drop on us all.

Monday, April 01, 2013

Mama's Friend

Donna Lee Marr, age 79, of Green Forest, AR passed away Monday, April 1, 2013. She was born January 9, 1934 in Capitan, New Mexico to the late James Holloman and Belva Marie (Conder) Holloman.
On November 6, 1954 she was united in marriage with the love of her life, Frank Marr. In 1968, a few years before Frank’s retirement from the military, they moved their family to Carroll County and settled outside of Green Forest.
Donna worked a number of years as an inspector for USDA. She was a member of Shepherd’s Chapel in Gravette, AR. She was a humble, warm and generous woman who always put her family first. She especially loved her grandchildren and will be remembered by many as “the world’s best cook”. Her life, like her flowers in full bloom, was most beautiful and she gathered friends everywhere she went.
Mrs Marr is survived by her husband of 58 years, Frank Marr of the home, sons, Frank Marr and wife Debra of Green Forest, Steve Marr of Vinita, OK, Craig Marr of Green Forest, Darrin Marr of Green Forest, 2 brothers, Eddie Robinson and wife Linda of Bakersfield, CA, Ronnie Holloman and wife Helen of Albuquerque, New Mexico, 11 grandchildren and 6 great-grandchildren (counting one due next month) as well as many other loving family and friends. Besides her parents she is also preceded in death by one son, Larry Allen Marr and 2 sisters.
Celebration gathering will be 5-7 PM Thursday, April 4, 2013 at Smith Family Funeral Home in Green Forest. Cremation burial will be in New Mexico at Alton Cemetery at a later date.
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Sunday, March 31, 2013

Easter all weekend

Saturday, kids had Easter here, then this morning had Easter at the neighbors, then went home to have  Easter with Mom.

\Day before Easter showers.

Jr fixed the gocart and kids of all kinds road in it.

Kids of all kinds in the field.

This little brown hen is setting.  Patsy gave me a dozen eggs to put under her.  Easter Chickens to go with the St. Patrick Kids.