Wednesday, April 1, 2026

Editor's Corner

 

 

 

By Mary E. Adair 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Winter’s done, and April’s in the skies.
  Earth, look up with laughter in your eyes!”
 — Charles G.D. Roberts
 
Greeting April and the idea of consistently warmer weather, hopefully with more gentle winds, is a pleasant prospect. We know that it is possible that weather will be vastly more capricious. It has even been labeled by some as the year's cruelest month. We shall stay aware, but hope for the best.
 
Many of our poets do that: the "hope for the best" but others brace themselves for adventure whatever betide. For instance, although once forced to flee from a burgeoning flood by the same named body of water, author Marilyn Carnell penned "Ode to Big Sugar." That creek and Little Sugar creek both feed into Elk River at Pineville, MO, MacDonald County, furthest Southwestern county in the state where I was born but didn't grow up there, while Marilyn who wasn't born there did grow up there, and eventually was the Mayor awhile. Her other poem this month is a tribute composed for her husband at his death, "Abe Lines."
 
Our poet Walt Perryman, grew up in Ward County, TX, attending the Grandfalls School which I did also during WWII, living with my paternal grandparents while my  parents worked in the Vancouver, WA Shipyards. His two poems for April are "Cell Phone Addiction" and "Do Not Stay Mad."
 
Bud Lemire's poems are "Elsa The Blizzard" and ""Through Every Season." Two encore poems from our most prolific poet John I. Blair, still recuperating from heart surgery, are "Ival is My Name" and "Garfield University." Bruce Clifford sent "In My Heart." 
 
"War" was written by one of my Grandsons Joshua Adair Wadford while stationed at Ft Bliss, El Paso, TX. "Check On Me" and "No Rhyme Nor Reason" were written by yours truly. 
 

The article is by the renown Psychic Healer, and spiritual teacher Christopher Reburn. The title "The Mysterious Cycle of Life: Exploring the Concept of Reincarnation" certainly intrigued your editor.  You, whether a believer or a newbie, can learn more on the subject.

Judith Kroll whose column "On Trek" is long standing, describes her reaction to facing the world outside her window.  Marilyn Carnell tells about her many Uncles in "Sifoddling Along." The column "Introspective" by Thomas F. O'Neill in his professor mode, disseminating info but not taking a stance, discusses how Buddism is viewed in different locales.

Melinda Cohenour currently does two columns, taking the helm for the cooking column which her late husband authored, and continuing her acclaimed "Armchair Genealogy." Her expertise in clarifying the intricate DNA capabilities used for instance in police work. has led to other fields. For April she shows how family tales and detailed histories can be shown in your family trees.  April's recipe in "Cooking with Rod's Family" is titled "Ms Fresh, Fruity and Filling Pasta Salad."

Pauline Evanosky, long time chat friend, does the column "Woo Woo" for us but has many publishings in several other sites including her own "Talking with Spirit." So, we can benefit from advice on many subjects, written with her psychic flare and disclosures.

"Irish Eyes" by our Dublin, Ireland author Mattie Lennon always alerts his readers to new volumes or plays by Irish authors and actors, singers, and/or other professions. A beginning into discussing Thaddeus  O Buachalla's "EL" an Irish language winning book, with quotes (in English) from the book.

We as an internet magazine and Blog  would not exist but for the expertise and driving force of Michael Craner, our co-founder and webmaster. Happy to have some words from him at his place here: Mike's Desk. Recent deployments awakened his memories. We honor his military service. We rely on his webworking expertise. Thank you Mike for all that you do.

The next issue is planned for June 1st, the May/Jun issue will be the fourth of this 29th year of  pencilstubs publication online. Watch for us!  


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Mike's Desk


 



By Michael L. Craner 

 

Mike Craner, March 12, 2026

 
I'd be a liar if I said I don't miss the deployments, the comradarie of all the guys that I trusted my life to, and who trusted me.


I served side by side with Army, Airforce, Navy, and Marines.  Green Berets, Rangers, and these other guys  who never said who they were. But I have a pretty good idea.

 I've flown on "Air America" Airlines.

 Even after I got out of the Army, I went places and supported our nation.

 Our leaders don't always make the best choices, and I have issues with that, but I've always supported my brothers and sisters in arms.

I'm proud to be an American and a Veteran.  I regret nothing.

* * * * * * *

 March 27
As a young man, pre-teen or teen, I visited Arlington.  It was a powerful moment. And I cried, understanding the significance an honor that laid before me.

 As a veteran, I know I have a place there, but I just did my job. Nothing special like the men and women laid there.  I'm not fit to be laid to rest with them.

 If you've never been, go.  Go and know our heros and veterans also lie all over this country as well as other countries.  Many did not come home.

 But when you see Arlington....it will change your life.


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Cooking with Rod's Family


 

By Melinda Cohenour





This weather is just too unpredictable!!! It's not even Easter yet but we're seeing triple digit temps! I was scrolling through my recipes for something really enticing that would not heat the house preparing but would satisfy taste and hunger ... VOILA! My recipe for this really good pasta salad. Can't go wrong, as I explained when first published last Fall. 

 ENJOY!! I'm sure you will.

 

Old Intro:

Summer is just about over. Leaves may have already turned in your area. A crispness is felt in the air, and your day may be cooled by a sprinkling rain or mist.

Time to fire up the grill one last time or maybe it is even cool enough to heat up the oven for some type roast - pork, beef or even chicken. 

This pasta salad provides just the right balance of flavor for any of those choices - barbecue, grilled meats, oven prepared roasts, a quick sandwich utilizing cold slices of yesterday's roast perhaps. My family has even opted to grab a glass of iced tea or lemonade and enjoy the salad on its own. Goes great with toasted crisp bread or crunchy crackers. 

Think you will find this pasta salad refreshing, tasty and satisfying. 

Bon appetit ~!

  Ms Fresh, Fruity and Filling Pasta Salad

 Ingredients:

* 32 oz. Box Elbow macaroni 
* 1 or 2 Granny Smith apples
* 1 or 2 14.5 oz cans pineapple tidbits, drained (reserve juice)
* 1-2 carrots (if possible select skinny ones)
* 1 medium green bell pepper 
* 1 medium red, orange or yellow bell pepper (consider a bag of the colorful mini bell peppers to furnish the color variety needed)
* 3-4 large sweet red radishes (optional)
* 1 small can sliced water chestnuts 
* 1 small sweet white onion (like Vidalia)
* 2 cups freshly grated mild cheddar cheese
* 1/2 cup Miracle Whip (or to taste)
* Ground black pepper to taste

 
Instructions:

1. Cook macaroni according to package directions. Do NOT cook to soft stage, just past al dente is perfect. 

2. Prep veggies:
Rinse bell peppers, remove stem, internal white ribs and seeds. Dice to match pineapple tidbits size. Set aside in small bowls.

Rinse and scrape carrots, removing root tip and stem end. Using slicer/dicer equipment, food processor, or peeling tool slice THIN dimes. Set aside.

Rinse and trim stem end and tips from radishes. Only use crisp, fresh vegetables, discarding any that are mealy when cut. Pare into thin slices. Set aside.

Rinse onion, cut in half and remove paper shell and tough outer layer. Dice fine, about 1/2" each. Set aside.

3.  Prep fruit:

Drain pineapple well, reserving juice. Set both aside.

Rinse apples, removing stems and seeds. Leave peel on. Cut thin slices then cube. Drop into reserved pineapple juice until ready to use. (This serves two purposes, prevents browning and leaves slightly sweet taste. You will drain before adding to salad.)

Drain water chestnuts, rinse and set aside.

4. Prepare salad:  

Add carrots, peppers, radishes, onions and gently stir. 

Add water chestnuts, pineapple and drained apple.

Add grated cheese at the very end to prevent it absorbing moisture. If chilling your salad for more than an hour, consider adding the cheese just before serving. Fold in carefully. Try not to break up pasta.

5. Prepare dressing:

In small bowl add Miracle Whip. Judge amount needed to LIGHTLY dress pasta salad. Add a teaspoon of pineapple juice and whisk. Add black pepper. Whisk and taste. Adjust quantities of those three ingredients until satisfied with taste 

Add to pasta salad. Toss to dress all the salad. Make more dressing to suit your taste.

Cover and chill in refrigerator to let flavors blend. One hour at minimum but don't let it sit long enough for the pasta to lose its firmness or the cheese to become moist (see note above about adding cheese just before serving.)

This Fresh, Fruity and Filling Pasta Salad is a perfect side for any barbecued or grilled meat, savory pork chops, pork loin, or roast. It also enhances fried or baked chicken. It can be served alongside any type sandwich as well. Try it with beef roasts, too. A perfect counterpoint in flavor is coleslaw or a cabbage and beet dish.  

 


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Irish Eyes



 



By Mattie Lennon


EL



“But what is the opposite of fidelity?' asked Professor Playfair. He was approaching the end of his dialytic; now he needed only to draw it to a close with a punch. 'Betrayal. Translation means doing violence upon the original, it means warping and distorting it for foreign, unintended eyes. So, where does that leave us? How can we conclude except by acknowledging that an act of translation is always an act of betrayal?” (R.F.King, Babel.) 

Some of you may agree with that or even with some of that, but that will change after you have read EL, By Thaddeus O Buachalla who  wrote EL ,in the Irish language in 2022. It was awarded Irish Language Novel of the Year at the An Post Irish Book Awards AND  won an Oireachteas Literary Award. The author is an Irish language author, poet, and musician from Cork City who has toured with his show Immram an Phréacháin, a long epic poem depicting a journey through Cork City at night. He has now translated EL into English and in doing so has captured all the nuances, gloss, blás and innuendo found in the original written in our own native language.  O Buachalla says, “While actually translating the novel myself may have had its own benefits, I cannot say that I found the process to be entirely an easy one. No two languages operate in the same way, and simple technical differences can have huge effects on the style of the language. Translating your own work has its own set of challenges in that you will be more precious about a text on which you’ve already expended so much care and devotion.”   Perhaps the challenges that he refers to are partially the reason for the perfection in this work. All aspects of the original are preserved and yet the English version stands very much on its own. 

 This work is the story of an academic, Sean,  from Cork (Where else)  Who makes a discovery of microscopic humanoid beings living inside flies,  The story is set in a modern day Cork City and the narrator leaves no stone unturned to show how the  urban densely populated area is today and how the everyday scene can be transformed by a fertile imagination.  It is a work of fiction today but like ski-fi works of the past, who is to say that it won’t be fact in some distant or not so distant tomorrow.     Where did the idea come from? Better ask the author, “I was sitting at a kitchen table one evening in Cork City and noticed a couple of flies making misshapen patterns around the overhead lightbulb. Zipping around each other, or occasionally engaging in what seemed like a dogfight, I imagined them not to be little insects at all but rather tiny flying machines piloted by microscopic people within. “

   I always wondered what Political Science was all about but Kate a fictitious character who is studying that subject provides some information for me and other readers like me, if such exist,

“Choose systems that are controversial and will incite the public “
she says,  "but rather to the person with their most righteous-sounding voice. Tell them that not only what you’re doing is righteous but it’s the most righteous thing in the history of the world. Always remember that your audience was raised looking at epic films and has an enormous desire to be in the midst of a great historical event.”     And Kate has given another bit of advice which has already been taken on board by many of our politicians, “Accuse your opposition of the things that you yourself are guilty of , so that when they rebuke you for it, it will appear that they’re just copying you and don’t have proper arguments of their own. If they put ‘facts’ before you, it doesn't matter. Let the public believe that these facts were created   only to have an undue influence over them.” O Buachalla has succeeded in seamlessly joining the experiences of Sean  at the back-lanes of Cork  in this modern age of smartphones and Laptops  and such 21st century gadgets with those of Jan Swammerdan in Leiden in the Netherlands on 03rd of September 1663. 

And the gap between Galilio and Brexit is neatly filled with a mixture of historical fact and fiction. But is the fiction really fiction or simply a premature fact?

The work is written in three “acts”, each with several scenes.  And that is right and proper because EL is nothing short of a classic drama. In the 12th and final scene of act Three, Sean gives the reader  plenty of food for thought, food that takes some digesting. But. . . he comes back in the epilogue to bring us up to date on what happened to each and every character after he and they left us at the final curtain.

IL is published by Mercier Press.  www.mercierpress.ie

Happy reading and remember who told you about EL.

 And speaking of great literature, Ireland’s, if not Europe’s greatest literary festival will open for the 55th year on May 27th. Here’s the Link:

https://writersweek.ie/about/ and I’ll have an update from the Culture capital of Ireland next issue .

See you in May/Jun issue.

 


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Woo Woo

By Pauline Evanosky 

 

                       Overcoming Distressful Situations

 

I have lived with distress before. Sometimes it is of short duration, but more often it is some situation that can last for years.

 I have a friend who is now in a situation, not of her own making, but in her work. People just are not behaving fairly. In some cases, they are acting in an almost criminal manner. She feels helpless and takes so much of it to heart. She is sad. She is in despair, and yet, she can’t do anything about it.

 I can relate, because I worked in a similar job for many years. And I was just as miserable as she is now. 
It took me many years to learn an important lesson. I was not responsible for other people’s conduct. I was only responsible for myself. However, at some point, it became too much for me, and I retired.

 I also have to admit that although I say I learned the lesson, that doesn’t mean it still doesn’t pop up again once in a while. Sort of like a quiz.

It’s easy enough to say to just ignore what others do. In my case, I grew up as an Army Brat, and the solution for anything that was distasteful was to just suck it up, and eventually you or whoever was pestering you would move on.  

 But I am telling you it makes life so much easier when you can take a deep breath and just move forward, attending to your own business. Getting people in trouble because of their malfeasance really doesn’t do anything but make you an enemy. 

 Try to remember that they are answerable to God or Karma in the long run. Just live your life as you see fit, watch out for your own behavior, and allow the world to move on.

 In my case, as I aged, I began to think of what I really wanted to do. I knew that I wanted to write. I didn’t know what I wanted to write about. I didn’t feel I was very good at it. I just knew, as the sun rises every day, that I wanted to be a writer. I also knew that to be a writer, I needed to be a reader. What to read? Anything and everything.

 I began with a journal. It was personal stuff that never saw the light of day as far as being publishable material. It was a healing and a growing of Pauline. I knew it was what I needed to do. This, all while I was working under stressful conditions. Somehow, I had figured out that I could not solve anything. I could only do my best, make suggestions that might or might not be accepted. I could only try. 

 If you find yourself in a similar situation, push yourself to move away from the situation. Take some classes. Learn a new skill. Volunteer your time somewhere that might, eventually, lead to employment somewhere else. But, most importantly, it is to remove yourself from other people’s problems. Because if you don’t, your involvement in other people’s problems will follow you wherever you go.

 Another thing to do is to start networking. Decide where you want to go, and the journey will almost unfold like magic. Hunt up people you knew in the past and say hello. Eventually, you can go to them and say, “Hey, I’m looking for work. Have you heard of any job openings?” Print up some business cards for yourself. I do my own ten at a time on a piece of cardstock on my printer. I change the design as I like. In fact, I’ve got two versions in my wallet now. Those cards are for people I meet on the street, and the other cards are for people who might be interested in either lessons on becoming psychic or a psychic reading.

 I’m not sure how to describe this other than that a disagreeable person will be a disagreeable person no matter where they go. They will be a pain to family members, to neighbors, and to people in the workplace. Is it their fault? Never. They are disagreeable all on their own. But they don’t see it that way. They see themselves as living upright lives, no matter what they do. You can’t change them. My advice is to distance yourself from them. Is this going to be easy? Never. Especially if they happen to be a family member. 

Here is a for instance. You can never, not in a million years, make an alcoholic stop drinking. That alcoholic will have to stop drinking on their own. I know family members who have supported their loved ones' bad and reckless behavior for years. I was there, too. My husband and I are both alcoholics. I know what I am talking about.

 Here is something else to consider. Not everybody fights fair. There are lots of people out there who will knife someone in the back, figuratively speaking, to gain an advantage. There is the old standby of gossip and whispering that is effective no matter how old you get.

 Perhaps, my idea would be to always have a Plan of sorts. Take a few minutes and think to yourself if there was anything else in the world you’d rather be doing, name it now. I don’t care how outlandish your answer is; it is your answer that is important. 

You can’t run from your problems, and running from a job with people in it who are unpleasant to work with is only going to almost guarantee that your next job will be the same. What to learn is how not to let those unpleasant people bother you. Pretend you are a duck, and rain flows off your back easily. Ducks don’t mind. The rain will always be there. Be like a duck. 

 I have always recommended that people keep their resumes updated. You never know when you are going to need one.

Best of luck to anybody out there living with a bad situation. Just remember, they won’t change. You can’t make them change. You can only change yourself.

 Thanks for reading. 
Pauline Evanosky from the WooWoo Side of Life

 


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Armchair Genealogy

 


By Melinda Cohenour



Intro:In my continuing quest to "bring life" to the family members in my tree, I have chosen to include not just cold, hard Facts but Stories that reveal the human strengths and frailties, the successes and failures, the celebrations and heartaches that introduce the person and not just their names, relationship, and  vital facts. 

In recent months I have delved into my own mental diary and chosen to relate the little memories and events that may help my grandchildren and great grandchildren and even my descendants many, many years beyond my own earthly existence learn to know ME. I dream of some young man or woman many years hence who may find some connection to me as they peruse our family tree.

Here I present a tribute to my father, delving into his occupation which filled so many hours of each day of his life but was so far from the entirety of his efforts that nurtured his family and brought respect and admiration from his peers.

 THE MAKING OF THE ICE MAN

My father, Jack Carroll, was born in Joplin, Missouri, about forty miles from McDonald County situated in the most Southwestern corner of the state (County seat Pineville). That area of Missouri features rolling hills blessed with creeks notably Big Sugar Creek owning bragging rights to the second longest Swinging Bridge and Little Sugar that fed into Elk River. 

Daddy came to Texas as a young man recently graduated from High School seeking a career. Life as a farmer was hard, dawn to dusk labor, and there was little money to be made. Although the Missouri Ozarks are ranked among the most beautiful places in America if not the world, in the 1930s as America rushed toward the Great Depression, the Ozarks offered little opportunity.

His beloved stepfather Earl Joseph King since he was eight years old had encouraged Daddy to "come West, young man, and work with me." 

My sister Mary kindly filled me in on the details of that job: Our grandfather worked at the Ozark Mahoning Salsoda Plant in west Texas. It was another holding of the Mining Company in Kansas where Daddy Earl had worked underground and had 14 1/2 lbs of lead dust in his lungs. When diagnosed as having a short time to live, and needing dry weather and sunshine, the company transferred him to this western desert area of Texas in Ward County. Daddy’s first job with them was driving a mule powered drag line to knock down and keep clear the area around the wells for mining Salsoda. Daddy walked as he made the mule pull the log drag line.

Grandma and Grandpa King lived in the rural community of Royalty just South of Monahans. Daddy and his bride lived next door and met other young couples in the area. Early in 1941, they purchased two lots on Tatum Avenue in Monahans, which at the time was the furthest southern plowed and caliche graded road in town. Primary reason for the move was so Mary, their oldest daughter of three, could start Grade School there at Brown Elementary.

However, in 1942, when America became part of WWII, Daddy wasn't allowed to enlist being sole support of a mother with a disabled husband as well as being married and father of three children. Determined to do their part in supporting America, both Daddy and Mother, along with one of Mother's brothers, Jackie Oakley Joslin, found employment in the Vancouver, WA Shipyards. Most of that time their three girls lived with Daddy's parents in Royalty. Their Monahans home was leased to officers stationed at the Pyote Air Base.

On their return after VE Day from Washington State, one of the first couples to welcome them was Margie Griggs Meacham and her husband Tom. They were so well loved they became my godparents when I arrived as the fourth daughter.

Uncle Tom Meacham was a lovely, wise and kind man. Aunt Margie was gentle, sweet and had a surprisingly quick humor. We loved them deeply. At some point, Uncle Tom offered Daddy Jack an opportunity to partner with him in a novel enterprise for a desert community: the manufacture, marketing and delivery of ice. They were joint venturers in ownership and management of the major plant in Monahans serving the interstate rail and truck produce delivery industry. Tom also owned two more ice plants, one in neighboring Odessa, and one in the smaller town of Wink. 

This past month an innocent query posted on Facebook in a popular group, Monahans High School Exes, generated a discussion that triggered a flood of memories. The admin of that group asked what jobs no longer existed that were once popular. A number of responses seemed to post concurrently to my own: 'working at' or 'using the services of' the Monahans Ice Plant. 

The first that caught my eye was this by Sam Cathy Kelton: "Ice house. Monahans had one in the 1950s located by the railroad tracks to keep perishables shipped by rail cool. I remember going there with my grandfather to buy blocks of ice he’d chop up for water cans."

I immediately replied: "Sam Cathy Kelton That was owned and managed by my father John 'Jack' Carroll in partnership with my Godfather Tom Meacham.

All the work required of the employees built muscles! The high school football coaches encouraged their players to work at the plant. More than one of DaddyJack's 'boys' were recruited to college football teams. Daddy Jack followed their careers like a proud papa!"

Following on my reply, my beautiful elder sister posted the following response, triggering vivid nostalgic memories for me: 
"💁Daddy Jack Carroll, a refrigeration engineer, was part owner of Tom Meacham’s Monahans Permian Ice Plant, one of three of Meacham’s Ice Plants with one each in Wink and Odessa. Here, the plant produced both block ice and Ready Ice, a form of small, hard frozen rings sold in bags. Wink only made blocks, Odessa only made Ready Ice so our plant delivered the blocks needed in Odessa and the bags needed in Wink. More sophisticated production than most people realized.

Mary then added this memory:
"For a Homecoming Parade I was chosen as Miss Permian Ice and Daddy Jack made me a throne from the 300 lb ice blocks in the back of one of the plant’s pickups. The ice blocks on either side of the seat had a bouquet spray of a dozen red roses frozen in the center of the crystal clear blocks. A very fancy “Throne.” I wore a low neck formal and a fur stole but it was still a very chilly parade ride."

I remember that parade and Mary's glamorous gown and beautiful stole. I was mesmerized by the two dozen long stemmed roses in the huge blocks of ice! To my young mind that was MAGIC!

Other memories stirred by an earlier subject featuring the photo of a man toting one of those 300 lb. blocks (see pic below) generated comments that actually portray a rather broad spectrum of services offered or customer needs fulfilled by the following comments: 

 Ralph Neidhardt:
"In the 1940's after WWII, I remember putting a card in the front window and the ice man would come and place the requested amount in our cooler/refrigerator. We had to run a hose out the back door to drain the melted ice from the previous visit. Mother was in heaven when we got a real refrigerator."

Ellen Neal:
"I remember the ice house in Monahans and the semi-trucks getting their blocks of ice." 

Judith Snelson:
"Me too! On long trips mother would put a tub of ice underneath her feet on the floorboard. Helped with the otherwise hot rides before car AC!"

Linda Grant:
"I remember the ice house in Monahans and stopping to get two ice blocks to keep food cool when camping." 

 

In 1914, there were 182 ice factories in Texas. This photo of a man named Charlie Thorn carrying a 300 lb. block of ice at the Dillingham-Alexander Ice Plant in Breckenridge, Texas, was taken in 1926 by the great Basil Clemons and is part of the collection at UT Arlington.


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The practice of preserving foods or cooling an area as a respite from heat has its roots far in the past. Google reports the following stages of development and the source reporting each:

* Major eras: Ice was first manufactured using early, natural methods by Egyptian and Indian cultures around 500 B.C., who used evaporative cooling with porous clay pots to freeze water overnight. The first mechanical ice-making machine was invented in the mid-18th century, with commercial industrial production emerging in the 1830s-1850s.

 SOURCE: Wikipedia

* Key Milestones in Ice Production:
500 B.C.: Egyptians and Indians created thin layers of ice using shallow clay pots and rapid evaporation, according to BF Technology and Ice Systems.

1750 B.C. - 400 B.C.: Civilizations in China, Sumeria (Mesopotamia), and Persia stored naturally frozen ice in specialized buildings (yakhchals) to preserve food and cool drinks, notes Wintersmiths and Emergency Ice.

1755: Scottish professor William Cullen designed the first artificial refrigeration machine, demonstrating the method of creating ice, although it was not used for commercial production.

1800s: The Natural Ice Trade, led by "Ice King" Frederic Tudor, dominated the 19th century by harvesting, storing, and shipping natural ice from frozen lakes.

1834: Jacob Perkins built the first working vapor-compression refrigeration system.

1850s: John Gorrie patented a machine to make ice to treat yellow fever patients, pioneering mechanical ice production, says Focusun.

1929: The first commercial tube ice machine was invented by Jurgen Hans. 

SOURCE: Reddy Ice
 
Modern electric home refrigerators with automatic ice makers became common by the 1930s-1940s, notes Everest Ice and Water Systems and Euhomy. 

SOURCE: Everest Ice and Water Systems

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This tribute continues in my next column. See you then! 

In the meantime create your own stories capturing the personalities and events in your own or favorite family profile to spark an emotion from those who share your research.

  


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Introspective

 


 

 
 
 
 
 

Is Buddhism the answer? 

 


When I was teaching High School in China, I put together a lesson plan for my Cultural Diversity class. The class was designed to show how religiously diverse America is and how freedom of religion is an important aspect of our American culture.


Every American has the right to express their religious or nonreligious beliefs, as these beliefs are integral to our American heritage. The majority of Americans are Christians, but the United States is not a Christian Nation because of our religious diversity.
 We are a microcosm of people representing every religious culture throughout the world.


The Chinese government has estimated that there are approximately 44 million Christians living in China. But many evangelical churches on the Chinese mainland are stating that China is grossly deflating the true Christian representation in there.


Some other international Christian organizations estimate there are tens of millions more Christians who choose not to publicly identify as such, but these estimations are usually controversial and even suspected of deliberate inflation.


Chinese evangelicals are also claiming that the Chinese government is giving tourists the impression that China is pro-Buddhism. The Chinese are well aware that for thousands of years Buddhism has been interwoven into China’s rich cultural heritage. The Chinese
 government does not want its citizens to lose their cultural heritage to western influences.


Most of China’s tourist destinations feature Buddhist temples as part of their appeal. On the other hand, Christian churches are restricted from being erected near those tourist sites. This has caused some tensions in China among Christian fundamentalists who
 feel they're being persecuted by China’s pro-Buddhist attitudes.’


Some human rights activists backed by various Christian denominations claim that the Chinese Government is running a campaign to strip Christian churches of their crosses. They proclaim in their literature that 1,200 churches in the Zhejiang province in eastern
 China had their crosses removed by the Chinese government. By their estimates, China is home to 100 million Christians, compared with the Communist Party’s 91 million members.


Those same human rights activists believe China’s communist party perceives the growth of Christianity as a threat. However, Buddhism is the most favored religion in China, favored by both the Chinese people and by the Chinese government.


This has not stopped Christian leaders from filing complaints with the Zhejiang Province’s ‘Ethnic and Religious Affairs Bureau’. They claim hundreds of places of worship have had bright red crosses removed. Some churches have been completely demolished, while
 civil servants have been banned from practicing their Christian faith. Those same Christian leaders suspect that the anti-Christian campaign has the backing of the Chinese president, Xi Jinping, and could be a “pilot project” before a nationwide crackdown.


Officials from Zhejiang’s ‘Ethnic and Religious Affairs Bureau’ responded to the complaints. Stating the government had “merely relocated the crosses out of safety concerns.”


“Generally speaking, the church staff and people are very supportive [of the removals],” an official added. Christian communities, both protestant and Catholic, are extremely angry over the removal of the crosses. A group of Catholic clergy – including an 89-year-old
 bishop – took to the streets to protest. 


“What they are doing feels like something from the Cultural Revolution era,” complained one religious leader from Zhejiang.


Catholics have also circulated an open letter claiming the removals of crosses from churches have gotten “completely out of control.”


The letter went on to say, “Our diocese has been patient and reasonable – again and again we have shown tolerance, prayed, communicated and observed, hoping that the haze would clear.”


The letter went on to say, “But they have not stopped. Rather, they have escalated the campaign and have rushed to attack the cross, the symbol of peace and love.”


Addressing China’s Christian population, the letter concluded: “Let us speak out.”


A five-story church in the city of Wenling was demolished recently; the government claims the Church was demolished voluntarily.

A government report states, “the church had expanded without going through the proper approval process and was relocated.”

Various news outlets have done stories on the relocation of the Church, but that has not stopped the flow of persecution claims from evangelical Christians.


The Chinese government report also stated, “the building not only affected city planning but also posed a severe threat to road safety.”


Christian leaders are also claiming that the Chinese government’s “antichurch” campaign has gotten so far out of hand that government officials are deploying groups of incense-burning Buddhist monks to “provoke” Christians who are trying to defend their cross.


Protestant ministers are also complaining; they believe that Chinese officials’ sending monks to chant sutras in front of Protestant Churches is nothing more than a ploy to get Christian congregations riled up. One Christian fundamentalist stated, “They’re
 trying to make us angry so that we retaliate against them.”


I used to remind my students that I’m not a religious person and I don’t particularly believe in any brand of religion. But we all can learn a great deal from Buddhism; it has intrigued me for many years. I understand why the Chinese government would endorse
 the Buddhist belief system over all other religious beliefs and practices. Buddhism, after all, is ingrained in China’s culture and heritage. For many in China, especially among the youth, Buddhism is more of an intellectual pursuit rather than a religious
 practice.


The majority of the Chinese do not have fundamentalist attitudes when it comes to religion. That is a good thing because I for one would not want to live in a theocracy.


I also liked to remind my students, - fundamentalism in any form is dangerous – it forces ill-willed people to live their lives ignorantly due to a lack of spiritual insight and a narrow-minded belief system. You can find these extremists in every religion
 throughout history.


Religion is shaped by one's parents and by their parents' parents, but our spirituality is what we are born with. Spirituality is the spark, the essence, and the spirit that sustains us and all things. It is beyond rituals and religious symbols because it's
 the core of our existence. True spirituality is the torch that lights the way, not religious principles that are imposed or mandated on others. It is lived and expressed freely in one’s character for others to emulate and embrace.


Growing up as an American, I recognize the importance of having a separation of church and state in our democracy. Americans can worship as they choose without government intrusions. That is certainly a good thing for our democratic way of life.


America is far from being perfect, but it has always been a beacon of light for people throughout the world. People from all parts of the globe have sought to come to America. They do so in order to emulate and embrace our American way of life, and that is
 just one of the reasons why I’m proud to be an American.

Every American has the right to express their religious or nonreligious beliefs, as these beliefs are integral to our American heritage. The majority of Americans are Christians, but the United States is not a Christian Nation because of our religious diversity.
 We are a microcosm of people representing every religious culture throughout the world.


The Chinese government has estimated that there are approximately 44 million Christians living in China. But many evangelical churches on the Chinese mainland are stating that China is grossly deflating the true Christian representation in there.


Some other international Christian organizations estimate there are tens of millions more Christians who choose not to publicly identify as such, but these estimations are usually controversial and even suspected of deliberate inflation.


Chinese evangelicals are also claiming that the Chinese government is giving tourists the impression that China is pro-Buddhism. The Chinese are well aware that for thousands of years Buddhism has been interwoven into China’s rich cultural heritage. The Chinese
 government does not want its citizens to lose their cultural heritage to western influences.


Most of China’s tourist destinations feature Buddhist temples as part of their appeal. On the other hand, Christian churches are restricted from being erected near those tourist sites. This has caused some tensions in China among Christian fundamentalists who
 feel they're being persecuted by China’s pro-Buddhist attitudes.’


Some human rights activists backed by various Christian denominations claim that the Chinese Government is running a campaign to strip Christian churches of their crosses. They proclaim in their literature that 1,200 churches in the Zhejiang province in eastern
 China had their crosses removed by the Chinese government. By their estimates, China is home to 100 million Christians, compared with the Communist Party’s 91 million members.


Those same human rights activists believe China’s communist party perceives the growth of Christianity as a threat. However, Buddhism is the most favored religion in China, favored by both the Chinese people and by the Chinese government.


This has not stopped Christian leaders from filing complaints with the Zhejiang Province’s ‘Ethnic and Religious Affairs Bureau’. They claim hundreds of places of worship have had bright red crosses removed. Some churches have been completely demolished, while
 civil servants have been banned from practicing their Christian faith. Those same Christian leaders suspect that the anti-Christian campaign has the backing of the Chinese president, Xi Jinping, and could be a “pilot project” before a nationwide crackdown.


Officials from Zhejiang’s ‘Ethnic and Religious Affairs Bureau’ responded to the complaints. Stating the government had “merely relocated the crosses out of safety concerns.”


“Generally speaking, the church staff and people are very supportive [of the removals],” an official added. Christian communities, both protestant and Catholic, are extremely angry over the removal of the crosses. A group of Catholic clergy – including an 89-year-old
 bishop – took to the streets to protest. 


“What they are doing feels like something from the Cultural Revolution era,” complained one religious leader from Zhejiang.


Catholics have also circulated an open letter claiming the removals of crosses from churches have gotten “completely out of control.”


The letter went on to say, “Our diocese has been patient and reasonable – again and again we have shown tolerance, prayed, communicated and observed, hoping that the haze would clear.”


The letter went on to say, “But they have not stopped. Rather, they have escalated the campaign and have rushed to attack the cross, the symbol of peace and love.”


Addressing China’s Christian population, the letter concluded: “Let us speak out.”


A five-story church in the city of Wenling was demolished recently; the government claims the Church was demolished voluntarily.

A government report states, “the church had expanded without going through the proper approval process and was relocated.”

Various news outlets have done stories on the relocation of the Church, but that has not stopped the flow of persecution claims from evangelical Christians.


The Chinese government report also stated, “the building not only affected city planning but also posed a severe threat to road safety.”


Christian leaders are also claiming that the Chinese government’s “antichurch” campaign has gotten so far out of hand that government officials are deploying groups of incense-burning Buddhist monks to “provoke” Christians who are trying to defend their cross.


Protestant ministers are also complaining; they believe that Chinese officials’ sending monks to chant sutras in front of Protestant Churches is nothing more than a ploy to get Christian congregations riled up. One Christian fundamentalist stated, “They’re
 trying to make us angry so that we retaliate against them.”


I used to remind my students that I’m not a religious person and I don’t particularly believe in any brand of religion. But we all can learn a great deal from Buddhism; it has intrigued me for many years. I understand why the Chinese government would endorse
 the Buddhist belief system over all other religious beliefs and practices. Buddhism, after all, is ingrained in China’s culture and heritage. For many in China, especially among the youth, Buddhism is more of an intellectual pursuit rather than a religious
 practice.


The majority of the Chinese do not have fundamentalist attitudes when it comes to religion. That is a good thing because I for one would not want to live in a theocracy.


I also liked to remind my students, - fundamentalism in any form is dangerous – it forces ill-willed people to live their lives ignorantly due to a lack of spiritual insight and a narrow-minded belief system. You can find these extremists in every religion
 throughout history.


Religion is shaped by one's parents and by their parents' parents, but our spirituality is what we are born with. Spirituality is the spark, the essence, and the spirit that sustains us and all things. It is beyond rituals and religious symbols because it's
 the core of our existence. True spirituality is the torch that lights the way, not religious principles that are imposed or mandated on others. It is lived and expressed freely in one’s character for others to emulate and embrace.


Growing up as an American, I recognize the importance of having a separation of church and state in our democracy. Americans can worship as they choose without government intrusions. That is certainly a good thing for our democratic way of life.


America is far from being perfect, but it has always been a beacon of light for people throughout the world. People from all parts of the globe have sought to come to America. They do so in order to emulate and embrace our American way of life, and that is
 just one of the reasons why I’m proud to be an American.
Every American has the right to express their religious or nonreligious beliefs, as these beliefs are integral to our American heritage. The majority of Americans are Christians, but the United States is not a Christian Nation because of our religious diversity.
 We are a microcosm of people representing every religious culture throughout the world.


The Chinese government has estimated that there are approximately 44 million Christians living in China. But many evangelical churches on the Chinese mainland are stating that China is grossly deflating the true Christian representation in there.


Some other international Christian organizations estimate there are tens of millions more Christians who choose not to publicly identify as such, but these estimations are usually controversial and even suspected of deliberate inflation.


Chinese evangelicals are also claiming that the Chinese government is giving tourists the impression that China is pro-Buddhism. The Chinese are well aware that for thousands of years Buddhism has been interwoven into China’s rich cultural heritage. The Chinese
 government does not want its citizens to lose their cultural heritage to western influences.


Most of China’s tourist destinations feature Buddhist temples as part of their appeal. On the other hand, Christian churches are restricted from being erected near those tourist sites. This has caused some tensions in China among Christian fundamentalists who
 feel they're being persecuted by China’s pro-Buddhist attitudes.’


Some human rights activists backed by various Christian denominations claim that the Chinese Government is running a campaign to strip Christian churches of their crosses. They proclaim in their literature that 1,200 churches in the Zhejiang province in eastern
 China had their crosses removed by the Chinese government. By their estimates, China is home to 100 million Christians, compared with the Communist Party’s 91 million members.


Those same human rights activists believe China’s communist party perceives the growth of Christianity as a threat. However, Buddhism is the most favored religion in China, favored by both the Chinese people and by the Chinese government.


This has not stopped Christian leaders from filing complaints with the Zhejiang Province’s ‘Ethnic and Religious Affairs Bureau’. They claim hundreds of places of worship have had bright red crosses removed. Some churches have been completely demolished, while
 civil servants have been banned from practicing their Christian faith. Those same Christian leaders suspect that the anti-Christian campaign has the backing of the Chinese president, Xi Jinping, and could be a “pilot project” before a nationwide crackdown.


Officials from Zhejiang’s ‘Ethnic and Religious Affairs Bureau’ responded to the complaints. Stating the government had “merely relocated the crosses out of safety concerns.”


“Generally speaking, the church staff and people are very supportive [of the removals],” an official added. Christian communities, both protestant and Catholic, are extremely angry over the removal of the crosses. A group of Catholic clergy – including an 89-year-old
 bishop – took to the streets to protest. 


“What they are doing feels like something from the Cultural Revolution era,” complained one religious leader from Zhejiang.


Catholics have also circulated an open letter claiming the removals of crosses from churches have gotten “completely out of control.”


The letter went on to say, “Our diocese has been patient and reasonable – again and again we have shown tolerance, prayed, communicated and observed, hoping that the haze would clear.”


The letter went on to say, “But they have not stopped. Rather, they have escalated the campaign and have rushed to attack the cross, the symbol of peace and love.”


Addressing China’s Christian population, the letter concluded: “Let us speak out.”


A five-story church in the city of Wenling was demolished recently; the government claims the Church was demolished voluntarily.

A government report states, “the church had expanded without going through the proper approval process and was relocated.”

Various news outlets have done stories on the relocation of the Church, but that has not stopped the flow of persecution claims from evangelical Christians.


The Chinese government report also stated, “the building not only affected city planning but also posed a severe threat to road safety.”


Christian leaders are also claiming that the Chinese government’s “antichurch” campaign has gotten so far out of hand that government officials are deploying groups of incense-burning Buddhist monks to “provoke” Christians who are trying to defend their cross.


Protestant ministers are also complaining; they believe that Chinese officials’ sending monks to chant sutras in front of Protestant Churches is nothing more than a ploy to get Christian congregations riled up. One Christian fundamentalist stated, “They’re
 trying to make us angry so that we retaliate against them.”


I used to remind my students that I’m not a religious person and I don’t particularly believe in any brand of religion. But we all can learn a great deal from Buddhism; it has intrigued me for many years. I understand why the Chinese government would endorse
 the Buddhist belief system over all other religious beliefs and practices. Buddhism, after all, is ingrained in China’s culture and heritage. For many in China, especially among the youth, Buddhism is more of an intellectual pursuit rather than a religious
 practice.


The majority of the Chinese do not have fundamentalist attitudes when it comes to religion. That is a good thing because I for one would not want to live in a theocracy.


I also liked to remind my students, - fundamentalism in any form is dangerous – it forces ill-willed people to live their lives ignorantly due to a lack of spiritual insight and a narrow-minded belief system. You can find these extremists in every religion
 throughout history.


Religion is shaped by one's parents and by their parents' parents, but our spirituality is what we are born with. Spirituality is the spark, the essence, and the spirit that sustains us and all things. It is beyond rituals and religious symbols because it's
 the core of our existence. True spirituality is the torch that lights the way, not religious principles that are imposed or mandated on others. It is lived and expressed freely in one’s character for others to emulate and embrace.


Growing up as an American, I recognize the importance of having a separation of church and state in our democracy. Americans can worship as they choose without government intrusions. That is certainly a good thing for our democratic way of life.


America is far from being perfect, but it has always been a beacon of light for people throughout the world. People from all parts of the globe have sought to come to America. They do so in order to emulate and embrace our American way of life, and that is
 just one of the reasons why I’m proud to be an American.
 
 


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Sifoddling Along

 






By Marilyn Carnell 

 

MY FAVORITE UNCLE


My parents grew up in large families on farms. Mom was the youngest of seven and Daddy was the youngest of four, plus a half-brother and stepbrother added by Grandpa Tom’s second marriage. I had a nine Uncles.

There are at least four degrees of Uncledom in the Ozarks: 1) Blood related, 2) marriage related and 3) a more distant connection was called shirt-tail related. In addition, older men who were unrelated were often given the honorary title because they were respected members of the community. Fortunately, because it was a small village where everyone’s genealogy was well known, the simple title of Uncle worked for all degrees of Uncledom.

In choosing a favorite uncle, I had the following cast of characters to consider:

On Mom's side of the family, I had Uncles Clancy, Earl, Tom, Abe, Dewey, and Rube.

Uncle Clancy was Mom’s oldest brother. He was drafted into the Army in 1917 and shipped out from Ft. Riley, Kansas where the Spanish Flu pandemic originated. He died the last week of the War in Flanders, likely from the flu. It seemed to me that his ghost hovered over the family, the missing prince who held so much promise, cut down in his prime.

Uncle Earl was named for an infamous great uncle who was a Confederate sniper in the Civil War. He chose a career in law enforcement. Like many men in my family who were peace officers, he was drawn to a  profession that allowed wearing a gun.

Uncle Tom was the spoiled youngest son. Handsome and charming, he had a weakness for moonshine but was loved by all.

Uncles by marriage were:

Uncle Abe married my Aunt Etta, he was the family “fixer” because he had many skills that we needed from building to cleaning fish. I could count on Uncle Abe to have my back until the day he died. He was a carpenter by trade and could fix almost anything wood or mechanical.

 

Uncle Rube was long gone from the family when I was born. He was what is known as a “rounder”. He drank and fought in local bars known as “buckets of blood”. My Aunt Fanny finally had enough and divorced him – a shocking act of independence in the 1930’s.

Uncle Dewey married my Aunt Dink. He was often a companion of Rube’s in debauchery, but Aunt Dink apparently had more patience.

On Daddy’s side I had Uncles Shorty, Doc, and Son.

Daddy had one brother, Uncle Shorty (Hiram). Aunt Pauline insulted my mom for not serving a snack when they visited, so the brothers were not on speaking terms for the years I was growing up and I never got to know him.

After my Grandma Babe died during her fifth pregnancy (another ghostly figure that hovered about.) Grandpa Tom married Grandma Annie. They had a son, Uncle Doc (Darrel) and Annie earlier had a son, my Uncle Son (Tom).

Uncle Son lived next door with Grandma Annie. Late in life he married Reba (she never gained “Aunt” status for reasons unclear.)

Uncle Doc was in the Army while I was growing up, so I barely knew him or his wife, Corinne.

But the favorite was easy – my Uncle Abe Lines. He and Aunt Etta were like a bonus set of parents. People I could count on, no matter what the circumstances.

They filled in the gaps in my early life that my own parents were unable to do.

Uncle Abe took me to movies in a nearby town, taught me to love the Cardinals baseball team and when I showed an interest in something like wood carving, he gave me the tools I needed like a pocket knife and a bar of soap to practice on.

A few years ago, I was asked to define a successful person. I concluded that my Uncle Abe and Aunt Etta were the most successful people I had ever known. Not because they had a lot of money. In fact they never had much but they were the most generous-hearted people I ever knew.

The foundation of their success was their deep love for each other. They fell in love from the moment they met sometime in the 1920s until my aunt had passed away some fifty years later. They were not openly affectionate, but had that steady closeness of a contented couple. Their relationship calls to mind the tearful country ballad “He Stopped Loving Her Today” a song about the death of a widower who clung to the memory of his wife. They shared that kind of enduring love.

When Uncle Abe learned that I was moving back to Pineville from Philadelphia in 1994, even though he was in his 80s he promptly went up to the house I was moving into and painted it. He wanted it to look nice and fresh for me.

I know he loved me and he treated me like I was his own child. He had no biological children of his own. My aunt had had a catastrophic pregnancy early in their marriage and was unable to have more children. He never mourned that fact, he simply adopted Aunt Etta’s daughter Freda and sealed me in his heart.

It is no wonder that he was my favorite uncle. He was special in so many ways – the most important was his unconditional love.

 


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On Trek

 

Orchestra in The Forest

 

Today I was sitting and my eyes were focusing on the picture windows, gazing out into the Forest. A very slight breeze was swaying the combination of various trees one way, and the trees swayed back for more. Everything was in harmony. 

 

Birds were circling above. Various animals like deer, and squirrels, enjoying the fresh green grass. I put some hummingbird feeders out, and the hummers came with their bright colors shimmering in the light. 

 

 Now I would label that scene Paradise. I see it daily and I do NOT get bored. Today raindrops came and nourished the flowers surrounding the view. 

 

The view is priceless. No trash littering the yard, no sounds of cars and trucks, no smells of cars and trucks. Perfect Air. 

 

Now, in the background you can hear the creek trickling over the rocks making a very relaxing sound of pure love. The trees quiet rustling noise, the birds singing, the animals like little cymbal sounds, all chiming in with the beautiful sound of the creek and wind. in our magnificent country orchestra. 

 

I see it, I smell it, I hear it, and my heart and soul burst with Thanks to the wonderful creator of the planet, for the joy We can all share. 

Judith

 


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The Mysterious Cycle of Life: Exploring the Concept of Reincarnation

 The Mysterious Cycle of Life: Exploring the Concept of Reincarnation

By Christopher Reburn 

As a spiritual practitioner with over 35 years of experience, I've encountered countless individuals who've shared their profound experiences and insights on the topic of reincarnation. While it's a concept that may spark curiosity, skepticism, or even controversy, it's undeniable that reincarnation is a deeply held belief for many people around the world.

Reincarnation, the idea that our souls or spirits return to the physical realm in a new body after death, is a fundamental tenet in various Eastern religions, including Hinduism, Buddhism, and Jainism. However, it's not exclusive to these traditions; echoes of reincarnation can be found in ancient cultures, mythologies, and spiritual practices across the globe.

Many people believe that reincarnation offers a profound explanation for life's mysteries: Why are we born with certain talents or challenges? Why do we feel an inexplicable connection to a particular era, culture, or individual? For those who subscribe to the idea of reincarnation, it's a comforting notion that our experiences, relationships, and lessons are part of a larger, ongoing journey.

I've witnessed firsthand the impact of reincarnation on people's lives – the sense of purpose, the healing, and the growth that can come from understanding our past lives. From vivid memories of past experiences to unexplained phobias or affinities, the whispers of reincarnation are all around us.

Of course, reincarnation is a deeply personal and subjective topic. Some may approach it with skepticism, citing the lack of concrete evidence or scientific proof. Others may find solace in the idea of reincarnation, drawing strength from the possibility of continued existence and growth beyond this life.

Ultimately, the question of reincarnation is a matter of faith and personal experience. Whether or not one believes in it, the concept invites us to ponder the nature of existence, the human experience, and our place in the universe.

As we explore the mysteries of life and death, it's essential to approach the topic with respect, empathy, and an open mind. By sharing our stories, listening to others, and embracing the diversity of human experience, we may uncover new insights into the enigmatic cycle of reincarnation – and the profound implications it holds for our lives today.

 


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No Rhyme Nor Reason

 
No rhyme nor reason
Nor the season
Just the treason
Of memories vast

Was not faking
Nor forsaking
Only the raking
Over coals from the past

Somewhat doleful
Just a bit soulful
Mountain from a mole hill
Grieving does last

Getting an earful
Tinny but fearful
Surely a year full
Of pains that rasp

But still grieving
Without deceiving
Just happy believing
My heart's in his grasp

Mar 24, 2026     Mary E. Adair

 


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Through Every Season

Hoping that you, get through every season

I'll explain exactly, what is my reason

Variants of every virus, are circulating yearly

If you leave this world, I'll miss you dearly


So here's to sending, the very best

Please try to get, some much needed rest

Eat healthy, and please drink a lot

Water, juices, or whatever you've got


Stay hydrated, so you can stay alive

What I'm saying, well, it's no jive

If your body, happens to tell you to rest

Don't resist it, if you know what's best


Stay at home, if you're feeling sick

Don't pass it around, don't be a hick

You might need, something at the store

Just think, if you do, you'll be spreading it more


Know the right thing to do, when you're ill

Or those with no immune system, you will kill

Be cautious, be wise, and do what is right

So you and others, won't cause a blight<br />

I'm looking forward, to a Summer day

© by Bud Lemire on March 27, 2026



Remember, being sick is staying at home. Not

going out and spreading it around. Do not

be selfish, only thinking of yourself. Think of

others and what you could be giving them.

Something their immune system may not

be able to handle. Take care. Be wise. 

 


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IVAL is My Name

IVAL IS MY NAME
I have a funny name;
My name is Ival. 
 
You can call me John
And I will answer; 
 
But I maintain I’m really Ival,
That’s the truth. 
 
I’m not the only Ival –
There’s my son, my Dad;
 
My Grandpa had this name,
A slew of cousins,
 
And even quite a few
I’m not related to. 
 
I say that it’s a Scottish name,
But sooth to tell
 
I can’t prove a thing about it
Except it’s mine as well.
 
©2016 John I. Blair
Actually later investigation revealed that Ival is a fairly rare Scottish surname from the eastern highlands. As a given name it can be used for either a son or a daughter. But so far I've only found one female with the given name Ival. And only a couple of males named Ival who aren't part of my family. (But are from western Oklahoma.)
 


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