There is far more that unites us than divides us.
I thank Angie today for helping me out!
Tuesday evening, I watched the “Indians and Aliens” on APTN Wiikwemkoog version. I watch this program once in a while, mainly because of all the strange and unusual sightings of UFOs that I’ve had over the years. Always curious.
Today we had six tables for cribbage. As always lunch break, so good! High hand, Gib Pyette, 24; first, Graham and Sheila, 959; second, Gib and Florence, 949; third, Bill and Betty Jean, 939; low, Hugh and Jan Mc, 816; door, Wooden heart, Glenn and Hugh.
I usually stop in at the library for a bit before noon. Topics there are always interesting?
Around midnight Wednesday, November 7. Just got home after cribbage today. Went to Pauline and Wayne’s.
Susan and Simon were already there. Sherry came in after her work. Corn chowder, buns, salad, chicken and a fancy cake (I just made fudge). We were doing a lot of memories, family stories, a year today Mom died. A lot of laughs always go with our stories for some reason. Susan and Simon are still having issues with that danged elusive weasel, been hard on the flocks.
Oh yeah, a fire cracker salute kinda was a fizzle, no danger of burning their house down. The girls had gained this small (ancient I believe) cracker among Mom’s possessions? From what memory? What is the value of family?
I had a long conversation with Mollie in Winnipeg Thursday morning. She had sent us all a card. I got mine Wednesday too! Pauline phoned her.
Sincere sympathy this week to the Corrigan family. Thinking of you all in your loss.
Bid euchre, Thursday afternoon: first, Janet Knectal; second, Graham; third, Marg C.; low, Hugh; 50/50, Glenn.
Regular euchre tournament, 7:30 pm on November 14.
St. Andrew’s annual turkey supper on November 17 with two settings.
Talking of a Winter Wonderland. Didn’t we wake to a beautiful crystalline world on Saturday morning? I see my path-shovelling neighbour was on the job already, thanks so much!
Fast forwarding to Sunday evening at 5 pm and 100 years. Bell ringing at St. Andrew’s by the Sea to honour and remember. Some folks got double ring time. Reg got in the door for the last five, (we rang by fives.) Joey and Laurn Lynn, Calvin and Jeanette, Kathy, Robert, Gary and Chris, Norma and Rick, Susan and Chris. Betty took me with her. Thank you all. They rung clear on the frosty air.
Just a year ago today we were at the Hall after Mom’s funeral, so we were feeling quite emotional today.
The Armistice Remembrance Day service, the graveside Remembrance Day service was well attended despite the snowy winter conditions. All held inside the hall despite how lovely the gardens were under the snow at our little memorial site. Thanks to Daisy and Robert Moise who do so much work year-round to keep them tidy and beautiful.
Our piper Dave Beaton (Scotland the brave) scripture and the opening prayer, Lord’s prayer, Oh Canada, Floyd Hall read all the names of those of our area who fought and/or gave their lives for us. The Last Post, two minutes of silence, laying of the wreaths, Andy for the triangle club; Barb Flaherty for the Sr. Citizens club; Kathy Hill for Afghanistan; Eric Russell for the Township of Tehkummah. Remembrance prayer, hymn ‘Abide with Me,‘ Terry Hall read ‘In Flanders Fields,’ I read a poem and sang ‘The Soldiers Last Letter,’ piper, ‘Flowers of the Forest,’ scripture; solos, by Debbie Robinson, ‘Lily Marlene’ and ‘When I grow too old to dream’ adding her own verses. Remembering the War Years, Calvin Sagle; memories shared by Jeanette’s grandfather 100 years ago today he was part of the First and Second World Wars. Martin shared some of his family memories and other recollections. Closing prayer, ‘God Save the Queen,’ Dave Benton closed with ‘The Hills of Tyrol.’
The blessing before a most amazing pot luck dinner? I declare we have the best cooks in Tehkummah. How delicious. Did you ever forget the pineapple in a “pineapple upside down cake?” I did, cooked it after and put it on top. I dare to be different. It was neat to see Fred Russell’s kit (pots and canvas bag); the family found it when cleaning up. It was neat to have the story of Victor Anstice’s war years by Ron in the Expositor last week.
