August and the days are getting shorter. And so I remember the glorious flowers of
July at Loon.
Thursday, August 10, 2017
Friday, June 16, 2017
Dancing Memories
Adolph and Marie (my Grandma and Grandpa) loved to
dance. Grandma who grew up in Denmark told my sister Brenda that
her mother (Lovise) taught all 12 of her children to dance.
My uncle Kenneth remembers going with Marie and Adolph to
dances at the IOOF Hall in Aurelia (1939 -1945). When the night got late he would lie on the
pile of coats and go to sleep. Uncle
Kenny would have been about 8-12 years old.
Often his mom would take him to the dance floor and teach him to dance.
Later his ability to dance served Uncle Kenny well. He met Aunt Evie at Iowa State University and
asked her to a dance at the Union. They
took to the dance floor and she walked off!
Uncle Ken didn’t give up and took her to the ValAire in Des Moines. There he took her off to the side and taught her
some dance steps and she loved it. And
they have been dancing ever since.
Tuesday, June 13, 2017
Living With Eleanor
During one school year I lived with Eleanor during the
week. It was a special time to get to
know each other and I leaned so much from her about aging gracefully. She
shared family stories and bank stories..(never leaving until balanced…never!)
As a young man Eleanor’s brother Don had new white suit for
a special occasion. As he was returning
home in the rain he wanted to spare his suit.
He pulled the car under a nearby gas station canopy. He took the suit off and put it in the car,
climbed in and drove home, pulled into the garage and then sprinted to the house
in the dark in his skivvies leaving the white suit dry in the car for the next
morning.
She remembered her niece Carol saying, “Are you sassified?”
(satisfied).
Her family lived close enough to hear the train and in
Carol’s mind the sound of the whistle was tied to when the grownups had
coffee. When she would hear the whistle
Carol would pipe up and say “Gwanma, it’s the coffee train!”
We would play cribbage and Eleanor would have the count
before I picked up my hand. She found
all points and beat me regularly. She
and her friends would play Shanghai and if it were an evening I was included.
We watched together her set of Johnny Carson videos and laughed
and laughed. She could watch a movie
with Sidney Portier and shed tears, along with the flag being raised and the
national anthem sung.
She loved feeding the birds and knew the right seeds to
attract cardinals especially.
Her four season room was an oasis and indeed in our next
home I tried to replicate it.
At Christmas she baked 12 kinds of cookies to meet the
standard of a good Swedish woman.
Eleanor had miles and miles (thousands) on her stationery
bike…she rode it every morning while watching a morning TV news show. At one point she was encouraged to go for
some rehab and she reported she was “shamed” into acceleration.
At Augustana we had an intern Mauricio Haake from
Brazil. He and his wife Christine had
two children Mateus and Raquel. Eleanor
became Grandma to them and for other children.
She had also collected daughters and I considered it an honor that I
achieved that status.
She worked the daily crossword puzzle, created beautiful
counted cross stitch and when she couldn’t sleep she didn’t fret or fuss. but
got up and played computer games…sharpening her cribbage skills and routinely beating
the computer.
Bless you Eleanor.
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| May 7, 1925 - April 29, 2017 |
Monday, May 8, 2017
AH SANIBEL
And the anticipation of a week in the sun during winter in
Iowa.
And then……
Influenza A and the indignity of having had the flu shot!Awaken with a rather ignorable cough. and then Headache.
Wash hands.. Goopy eyes.. Cough until stomach hurts, cough drops.. Flirt with earache.. Headache
Wash hands.. Tired..Sleep..Cough..cough drops..Headache
Wash hands..Suck cough drops.. Do one load of laundry. Rest. Put in dryer. Rest.
Fold the next day!
Wake up to snow and wind…didn’t know it was predicted because I move from couch to bed at 9:00 and fall asleep right away
Cleaning up means brushing teeth, shower and clean pajamas! and collecting used cough drop wrappers and Kleenex and then repeating.
And in spite of it all we
made it to Sanibel 3 days late and it was wonderful.
We enjoyed walking the beach,
enjoying great food at wonderful eateries.
Mike and Jim bike and
sometimes tell (tall) tales.
We lunched with Bill and
Lorraine.
| Sunburned and enjoyed the ocean. |
Enjoyed Linda and Jim and
their sharing of a wonderful island.
Beach art photographed by Linda!
Friday, February 10, 2017
The Dime Jar
My sister and I were laughing as we remembered the dime jar!
Dad would take the dimes from his pocket change and put them
in the dime jar. Each Sunday he would
make sure each of us – the four sisters – had a dime for Sunday School offering.
And our laughter was remembering David our paper
boy. He would come to collect for the
week’s papers and tear out the little coupon stub from his flip book showing
that we had paid. More than once when he
came to collect, we might say Mom and Dad aren’t home so we don’t have any money and
David would pipe up “get it from the dime jar!”
Hoosier Cabinet
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| Web picture of Hoosier very similar to ours. |
A Hoosier cabinet (also known as a "Hoosier") is a type of cupboard popular in the first decades of the 20th century. The base section usually has one large compartment with a slide-out shelf, and several drawers to one side. The top portion is shallower and has several smaller compartments with doors. The top of the lower cabinet is a sliding enamel countertop. Often these cabinets included flour sifters, shelves and spice organizers. (Wikipedia)
My Grandpa (Adolph Gregersen) was friends
with two neighbor boys while he was growing up in Denmark. The two
boys were brothers, Ingamond* and Magnus Ibsen, and both were a few years older
than Adolph. In hopes to better their positions in life, these two
young men had left Denmark and had gone to the United States in 1915. They had
gone to Riceville, Iowa to be with friends. There they had been hired to do
road tiling.
At the age of nineteen, out of what he calls
"the foolishness of youth” Grandpa decided to go to America in March of
1916.
Grandpa
kept in contact with the 2 Ibsen brothers.
They had rented a farm near Saratoga.
In the fall of 1918 Magnus died of the flu. Ingemon was so lonesome and hence wanted to
return to Denmark. On July 4, 1920 Ingemon Ibsen came to Alta and talked with Grandma and Grandpa
(Adolph and Marie) who were
making plans to get married. He made a verbal
agreement with them that when they got married
they could take the farm he was renting
from Charlie Brodersen** (near Riceville, Iowa) with the debts and Ingemon
would return to Denmark.
So Grandma and Grandpa moved to
Saratoga. Grandpa went to the bank and
signed to take over the remaining debt for farm machinery and household items and livestock. (This
information comes from the document A Family Account January 1, 1976 by Brenda L.
Samuelson)
In 1980 Ken (my mother's brother) talked to Carl-ole (first cousin of Clara) in Denmark and learned that Ingemon indeed returned to Denmark and settled close to Carl-ole. He married later in life and completed his life in a nursing home.
**Brodersen or Brodesen alternate spellings
Family Summary
Adolph Marinus Gregersen and (Maren) Marie Nielsen
Gregersen
Daughter
Clara Elizabeth Gregersen Samuelson
Granddaughter
Colleen Ann Samuelson Last
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| Our Hoosier |
Wednesday, October 26, 2016
Closure
End
of the season
September
October
Taking
down the curtains
Packing
up
Taking
food home
Defrosting
refrigerator
Collecting
liquids to take home
Covering
belongings
Moving
furniture
Setting
mouse bait
Shutting
off water
Draining
the pipes
Adding
antifreeze
Cleaning
boat
Rolling
boat inside
Storing
the wind sock,
the
garden stones,
the solar fountain,
the loon and the seagull
Closing
the Cabin
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