Happy Easter!

I shared this post last year, but I know that many of you missed it, so I am featuring it once more.  Plus, I couldn't think of a better way to wish you all a Happy Easter. 

These postcards were sent to my Great-Great Grandfather, John Letsom between 1913 and 1919.  His birthday was March 13th, and to help him celebrate it in 1915, his friend Sue Burt organized a card shower for Grandpa John.  Since his birthday was near Easter, some folks sent him Easter cards.  We have around 100 birthday postcards of his that were included in "The Letsom Letters".  

Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

 Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

 Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

 Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

 Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

 Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

 Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

 Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

 Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

 Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

 Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

 Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

 Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

 Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

 Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

 Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

 Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

 Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

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Happy Easter!

~ Kathy M.

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Blogging From A to Z Challenge, 2013 Begins on Monday!

There is still time to sign up for A to Z.  This will be my third year of participating, and I have met so many great blogging friends each time.  To check out what it is all about, please "CLICK HERE".

I am so glad that I prepared by posts in January, when I had some spare time.  They need a bit of tweaking, but for the most part, they are ready to go, beginning on Monday.

I just began a job teaching preschool this past Monday.  Not only do I have five fewer hours per day to devote to blogging, but I am still adjusting to the idea of  leaving the house by 7:00 in the morning.  My previous schedule was to blog and do my writing for 3 1/2 to 4 hours each morning.  I am off work today, and boy, am I enjoying my old schedule.

So, please either join me as a participate in A to Z or stop by throughout the month to learn about what certain fairies have to say about some lovely flowers.

Have a great weekend and Easter Sunday!

Kathy M.  

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Tin Pot Valley, Chapter XXVIII: "Only Half Full" by Wilfred Brown

This week's Sepia Saturday theme has to do with two men in hats standing outside the entrance of a coffee shop.  I have shown this photo of my Great-Grandparents, Talitha Letsom Hedrick and her husband Benjamin Hedrick, before.  They are celebrating a special anniversary, probably their 50th.  There are plenty of coffee cups there, so there must have been some coffee about to be served.

 
The story below maybe off theme, but it has been a long time since we have all visited one of our favorite little places, Tin Pot Valley.  

So, please grab yourself a cup of your choice (coffee or tea), and settle down to a cute story, written by my distant cousin, Wilfred Brown, grandson to my Great-Great Uncle Horace and Aunt Aurilla Putnam of Oregon.

 

   

Tin Pot Valley, Chapter XXVIII:

 by
Wilfred Brown
"Only Half Full"

Horace Putnam moved slower in the years that followed -- and as his strength ran down, so did the productiveness of the the Putnam Ranch.

Hired men driving the tractor did not plow as well as Chester had, or operate as well as the implements for the tilling of the soil.  The prized dairy cows, descendants of the Chief and his successors, did not give down milk in the volume they had, and the cream checks that long had been the mainstay of ranch income likewise dwindled.

But Horace Putnam did not worry much.  As he had for years past, he spent much of his time at projects that did not contribute greatly to the ranch economy, while brush grew thicker in the fence-rows, and encroached on fields and pastures, and fences fell into a state of disrepair.

He visited happily with those who stopped by -- relatives and old family friends and their descendants -- talking mainly about days and people long-gone.  The visitors usually had time to stay for dinner.

Source: The Iowa Agriculturist  "Sulky Corn Cultivator"

Putnam buggies and hacks had long since fallen apart, in the years since Chester brought his first Model-T Ford.  Grandpa once would have walked, when he went up the valley to visit George and Sue Hedrick, taking his time, looking at things and poking with his stick.  But now he didn't quite feel up to it.  So he hitched his aging horses to the sulky corn-cultivator and drove over to Hedricks.  He found it an acceptable one-man vehicle, and used it often for personal transportation after that. 

Horace Putnam spent many hours at a far corner of his ranch digging on a ditch -- a small canal -- that was aimed at draining a small swamp into Elk Creek.  It wasn't clear to me how beneficial that would be, for removing the massive growth of trees, brush, berry vine and other vegetation to make the swamp land cultivatable would be an even more horrendous task.  But Grandpa kept digging away, from time to time when the mood struck him, even though he never did get his ditch done.

He pointed out to me the spectacular possibilities of another canal that wouldn't have to be so much larger.  He noted that the divide between the Willamette and Umpqua River watersheds, at a community called Divide, south of Cottage Grove, is hardly perceptible.  Then the water headed for the Umpqua descends rapidly to the much lower altitudes of Drain and Elkton.  Not much of a ditch to connect the two river systems, said Grandpa, and you'd have the majestic Willamette River and most of its tributaries flowing south instead of north, down Pass Creek Canyon and into Elk Creek at Drain. 

Off-hand, I could see no reason why anyone might want that -- but it was quite an idea, and having seen some of the other things done in rearranging the natural landscape, I wouldn't be surprised to see a small matter like reversing the flow of the Willamette River some day take place. 

Mary Cunningham and Margaret Brown, both too young for automotive drivers' licenses, got Grandpa's permission to drive the Model-T around the ranch for practice, and thought up all sorts of errands to attend to without going onto the county road. 

The lovely ladies in this picture are not Mary and Margaret.  They are Vera Patchen and my very own Grandmother, Florence Hedrick (soon to be Traylor).  They are posing along with my Grandpa Ben Hedrick's Model T nicknamed "Old Hank".  Ben and Horace Greeley Putnam (Grandpa in this story) were brother-in-laws and neighbors.

They asked Grandpa if they could paint the Ford.  He thought it was a good idea.  Rust was showing in a few places, and he said he'd get some black paint next time he went to Drain. 

But that wasn't what the girls had in mind.  With some white paint they found in a half-filled can in the woodshed, one afternoon when Grandpa was away at his ditch, they touched up the car after the fashion of teen-agers of those days.  On the right side of the car they painted the warning:  "Abandon Hope, All Ye Who Enter Here!" . . . On the radiator grill:  "Here Comes Trouble!" . . . Across the hood, a variate of the introduction of a current canine movie star:  "Tin, tin, tin, the wonder car!"  And there were a number more. 

Horace Cunningham happened by, and added a contribution by painting across the back of the Model-T a perhaps timely warning:  "HELL IS ONLY HALF FULL!" 

Horace Putnam said nothing, when he saw the decorated car, but they knew from the crinkles around his eyes that he was mightily amused by the creative efforts of his grandchidlren.

The next morning, when Grandma and Lou came out, to drive into Drain for Sunday School and church with the younger children, Grandma was really shocked -- particularly by the warning on the rear. 

Perhaps Uncle John Hedrick and Grandma Florence joined them on the trip in to town for Sunday School at times.

Lou ordered her son to do something about his handiwork.  But time was pressing, and Horace did it only to he extent of getting the paint can and obliterating the offensive four letters -- considered a "swear-word" among Methodists.  Then the party proceeded into Drain, to Sunday School and church, with Grandma still not at all happy to be riding in such a conveyance. 

The last time I saw the old Model-T, when it had long since ceased to run and was half-hidden in a thicket of blackberry vines, a fading inscription still showed above the rust -- a blot of white paint, then the words:  **** IS ONLY HALF FULL!"

(Pages 174-177)

Here are some other chapters previously posted from Tin Pot Valley:

• Chapet IX - "To Ride An Elephant"
• Chapter X - "Where the Dandelions Grew"
• Chapter XIX ~ Horace and Aurilla Putnam: "Affair at the Dynamite House"

• Chapter XXI: Benton Mires and "The Great Train Holdup"
• Chapter XXII - "The Hazard of Tea"
• Chapter XXIV: "Mr. Godiva and The Ladies of Yoncalla"
• Chapter XXV: "Strip Tease at the Sawmill"

• Chapter XXVI - "Some Were Scribblers"

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Our Busy Morning and Breakfast at Norma's Red Rooster in La Pine, Oregon:

Today is Cary's birthday.  Happy Birthday, Sweetie!

My mother-in-law Darlene is doing very well now; she was pretty sick a few months ago.  She asked Cary if we could take her to church this morning, and then go out for a meal.  

We all worked hard at looking nice but we didn't turn out to be very photogenic.  Heidi refused to be in the picture, so she took it instead.  It turns out that Cary was being choked by his tie and could barely breathe and that I now look huge and closed my eyes at the flash, but Darlene looks nice.  She could have smiled a bit more, but here we are in all our glory and this is the best out of four photos:

We left home and got to church ten minutes early.  Or so we thought.  It turns out that the time of worship had been changed to begin at 9:00 instead of 10:00.  So, we were there for the last few minutes of the service, but we arrived just in time to listen to our friend Kathy H. tell us a story (and she tells the best stories).  Darlene got to visit with her friends, and Heidi, Cary and I caught up with some of the people that we knew too.

After leaving the church, we decided on Norma's Red Rooster in La Pine for breakfast.  They have really, really good homemade food.  Really homemade, just like you would cook up in your own kitchen.   

Here are the owners, Darrell and Norma McAllister.  They opened up the place four years ago:

There are chickens and roosters everywhere: 

I asked if people helped them with their collection, and Norma said yes, they did.  She told me that these three were recently given to them from friends in Arizona:

The prices are very reasonable.  It only cost us $27.00 for four meals.  This is what we ate:

Cary's breakfast.

My breakfast.

Heidi's breakfast.

Darlene's breakfast.

More chickens:

We enjoyed visiting with the nice folks sitting near us.  I am a bad reporter, because I didn't get their names!  If you guys read this post, please leave me a comment or email me so that I can add them on here.  It was so nice to meet you this morning:

As I left, I made sure to sign the guest book for all four of us.  Darrell told me that this was the 7th book in four years, so that shows you that they get lots of visitors.  Perhaps the most famous visitor of all was the King of Jordon on July 15, 2008. 

So, the next time that you are driving down Hwy 97 in La Pine, if you are hungry and looking for a great meal, please stop by to eat at:



That was our morning.  We had fun.  Even if our clothes didn't fit, we got to church late and our photos were bad ... we laughed, ate good food and enjoyed ourselves very much.

Hope that you had a great weekend!

~ Kathy M.

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