Uh huh… just what I thought, too!
"One day, when it is time to stand before my God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left and that I could say… 'I used everything you gave me.'" ~ Erma Bombeck
Uh huh… just what I thought, too!
The funniest thing heard at band camp last week: “They are big Christians or should I say, they really are BIGGER than most Christians.”
What a beautiful July 6th Sunday evening.
The neighborhood is packed with hundreds of automobiles for the EARTH WIND AND FIRE performance over in Lincoln Park.
A steady cool, and humidless breeze – probably considered even a wind – blows across the deck, causing the windchimes to dance and singing.
The dogs, like myself, seem reluctant to let this weekend depart. I am enjoying the evening, sitting in my deck chair, away from my computer, and enjoying watching the dogs play in the backyard.
These past four days have been packed with a tremendous amount of activity: visits with dear friends from far and near, parades, fireworks, yard work, over 15 miles of walking with the dogs, and loving the beautiful weather.
It’s a good life. There’s no doubt about it.
QUESTION: Why do cows try to hide their faces when they see you coming?
After a trip to New Mexico this Thursday thru Sunday, two Navajo brothers, 14 and 12, will be returning with their new dad to live in Kettering, Ohio to begin a new life.
It is amazing just how many Christians avoid, ignore the items on this list… several seem to be too busy being their own Gods while professing to worship another.
We got up early, and by 9am we were having pancakes and eggs for breakfast.
After showers and walking the dogs, we headed to Carillon Historical Park to take early Spring photos. We ran into Alice Hoover and her fiance, David.
The return trip home included some shopping. Pets are fed, and now it is our turn: pork steak, baked potatoes and shell macaroni and cheese.
This is the image I keep receiving…
I went into my control panel and these are the images I discovered; the Windows 8 bar had never been there before. It then gives me an option of going to see how I can obtain Windows 8, and then will not allow me to go further.
I am also having a blue screen appear saying the computer needs to restart – but it goes so fast I cannot begin to capture its image.
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“Woe to you, you hypocrites! You are like whitewashed tombs, which look beautiful on the outside but on the inside are full of dead men’s bones and everything unclean.”
A friend was discussing a situation where some folks at their church, who are always painting themselves to be extraordinary Christians, were actually bringing down a fellow church member’s reputation. Their plot is quite extraordinary, and so masterfully disguised that others would not recognize their actions. How sad… How cruel… But, in the end, the justice will be served.
If anyone thinks he is religious and does not bridle his tongue but deceives his heart, this person’s religion is worthless.
This was an absolutely fantastic winter break! I truly enjoyed spending time with Quintin, who was such a fun companion throughout. Our agenda of fun & chores included:
This was the least busy, most relaxing break I’ve had in years! Quintin’s good humor, wit, and spontaneity certainly added to the success of these past two weeks!
I follow the tradition of eating pork (or corned beef) and boiled cabbage on New Year’s Day. Today is no exception.
This morning, I placed the pork cutlets in the new crock pot, and sliced up potatoes with some green pepper, celery, onion, Worcestershile sauce, salt, and pepper. As we got nearer our meal time, I scooped out the cooked potatoes, placed them in a glass pan, and poured over them what our family calls, “brown dip.” It is also known as Cauliflower Dip and Disappearin’ Dip (recipe below). Then, I added a layer of shredded cheese before baking the potatoes for 20 minutes at 400-degrees.
The meal looks delicious, and we are thankful for another year commencing to even more happiness, blessings, and success as this past year.
The holiday season came to a close this evening, and it could not have been more spectacular!
In the early afternoon, I asked Quintin if he would like to go to the orchestra’s concert at the Schuster, and to my surprise, my seventeen year old responded with great enthusiasm. I was relieved that he wanted to do this rather than spend an evening watching more DVD’s.
After dining at a local restaurant, the gracious gift from our neighbor, Kay, Quintin and I journeyed downtown to the Schuster Center to enjoy the New Years in Vienna Celebration.
Maestro Neal Gittleman, and the Dayton Philharmonic Orchestra were joined by a coloratura soprano from the Dayton Opera, and six dancers from the Dayton Ballet. The musical line-up with filled with several pieces from the esteemed Strauss family, ending with The Blue Danube Waltz – the first time I’ve heard this performed live! There were wonderful pieces by Mozart, Haydn and Beethoven. Intermission featured complimentary champagne, and some sparkling apple juice. Quintin mimicked THE SOUND OF MUSIC, which we watched the weekend before with, “I’d like to stay and taste my first champagne.” I avoided slipping in to Captain von Trapp mode with my response.
The Radetzky March concluded the program as an encore with Maestro leading the audience in clapping. The march had barely finished before the warm, familiar strains of Auld Lang Syne floated up to the upper balcony. The audience immediately slid from cheering and clapping into singing the timeless New Year’s Eve classic.
This was a wonderful celebration to the end of a beautiful holiday season!
I don’t think I have ever enjoyed a year as much as I have enjoyed this one. Despite too many funerals of loved ones this fall, 2012 was filled with many new, wonderful, exciting journeys. I am ready to repeat this journey in 2013, only double the wonderful, exciting journeys!
The new year will start off with judging a show choir invitational, watching students perform with The Muse Machine, and within the first month, I will be an uncle, for the fourth time, to Destin and Stacia’s newest addition.
Wishing our family and friends, near far, a beautiful, healthy, exciting, and prosperous new year.
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He gave Flyer the command to sit, and then said, “Catch,” to the dog who would do back flips in mid-air to catch a snow ball. My son tossed a treat gently toward Flyer. The treat bounced off her nose. She immediately went into sniff-mode around the floor to find the treat.
I took a treat from my son and repeated the process. The second treat also bounced off her nose.
For several weeks I had noticed Flyer was bumping into things, and losing her balance. Being deaf in one ear, I know how difficult maintaining balance is. I knew Flyer was not losing her hearing as she could be sound asleep and could hear the quietest noise from the kitchen.
It took me several weeks to accept the fact that my beloved little pal was blind. The previous August, 2010, was when Flyer almost died from severe pancreatitis. The afternoon we brought her home from the veterinarian’s office, preparing for our vet-friend to come over the next morning to put her down, I began researching her condition. This research led to her recovery. However, I also learned that her sight would be compromised due to the extremely out-of-control, undetected, diabetes. The next morning, Flyer was up, and walking around, and showing distinct signs of getting stronger.
The fury little trooper survived, and returned to her old self.
Several months later, I was researching how to accommodate a blind dog. These past two years, Flyer has done a superb job adjusting to her new world. This makes one love this dog all the more. She is, undoubtedly, one of the most adorable, intelligent, and loving dogs I’ve ever had (Logan, my cat of 17.5 years equaled Flyer in intelligence!).
This week, I removed all the furniture from my bedroom, thoroughly cleaned the carpets, and rearranged the layout. As with any other changes in the house, or yards, I take Flyer on a walk-thru. She sniffs, and followed my verbal, or finger-snap commands, exploring the new setting. Once, I had traded the wooden floor mat in the bathroom with a rug, placing the wooden mat before the kitchen sink. Flyer stepped on the wooden mat, felt around it and sniffed, walked into the bathroom, felt around it and sniffed, and returned to the kitchen with her tail wagging and her body shaking with excitement.
For two years, Flyer has not been comfortable sleeping in bed with me, or laying on any furniture. Last night, however, she discovered the chair Quintin and I brought up from the basement. Flyer was a puppy when I brought this chair home, and it was one of her favorite comfy-zones in my study while I worked at my desk, or taught lessons. At 3:30am, after Quintin and I finished watching AUGUST RUSH, Flyer seemed excited to rediscover her favorite chair.
And she hopped up into the chair and slept the remaining few hours until 7:30am struck, and all three dogs were ready to start their day. All I could think of was a line from the play/movie, THE MIRACLE WORKER, when Mrs. Keller exclaims, about Helen’s newest achievement, “She folded her napkin!” Flyer’s hopping into the chair was one of those napkin-folding moments for me.
After breakfasting, Flyer came back into my bed-sitting room and hopped back into her chair. It really is nice having her resting in the center of the room, and not curled up in the corner, out of the way.
Looking ahead to next season, Wright State University is among the first arts organizations in The Miami Valley to announce its 2013-14 lineup.
The mainstage offerings will consist of
“The Magic Fire”
“The Wild Party”
“The Cherry Orchard”
By 8:00am, the festivities had begun with the stockings being emptied. A short while later, the symphony of ripping and wadding paper began, accompanied by squeals of delight.
A delicious brunch was consumed, followed by family time – mostly watching the little peeps with their new presents.
Will begin the return to The Miami Valley shortly.
Christmas Eve morning, Quintin, Flyer, Navi, Chief and I loaded into the car and pulled out of our driveway at 8:55am. After two stops of pottying and food, we safely, and rather quickly, arrived in Fowler, at 12:58pm – three hours.
We drove around taking some photos, and then settled in at Destin and Stacia’s to enjoy some family time before picking up Mother for our traditional Chinese supper on Christmas Eve.
We finished dinner in Lafayette, and returned to Fowler for Christmas Eve service at Fowler United Methodist Church.
A beautiful day, and evening!
I had never seen THE NUTCRACKER until this afternoon. Quintin, to his knowledge, had never seen a ballet. So, today was a rare treat for us, both.
This production was a brilliant collaboration between The Dayton Ballet and The Dayton Philharmonic Orchestra. It was beautifully executed in every way! What was so exciting, for me, was to see my seventeen year old son leaning forward in his seat to watch the orchestra, and staging.
I don’t know how I have missed making THE NUTCRACKER a part of my holiday tradition, but I can guarantee it will not happen again. And despite inserting it within last minute Christmas preparations was a brilliant decision on my part. Today’s presentation at The Schuster Center seemed to wrap up this Christmas with a beautiful, musical bow.
I must be honest… as the Snow Queen and Snow King danced during the finale to Act One, my eyes were moist with emotion from the sheer beauty, and artistry I was witnessing. I love these moments when my own field of the performing arts can still move me.
At intermission, Quintin and I sat out on the upper balcony’s balcony watching the folks that passed by. Quinny said that we’ve really seen some great things the past few weeks, right in our own backyard:
The Human Race Theatre Company’s production, OLIVER!
The Muse Machine’s understudy performance of their January production, CRAZY FOR YOU
The Dayton Balley & Dayton Philharmonic Orchestra’s, THE NUTCRACKER
Three weekends with a brilliant musical offering for each.
Mastro Neal Gittleman never ceases to amaze me with his energy, and the exciting quality he manages to capture with his musicians. For one thing, unlike so many professional conductors, you can actually follow his conducting – he is fun to watch! And, there were several movements from THE NUTCRACKER I had never heard before, or at least did not recognize them as a movement from the score. There were also incredible musical lines I had never noticed in recordings - Tchaikovsky is one of my favorite composers.
The real treat was the question/answer session following the production. Featured dancer, Case Bodamer, and two of his lovely colleagues, fielded questions from gathered audience members, and truly added an additional dimension to this total experience. Knowing the familiar post-performance fatigue that often sets in, I so appreciated this trio taking the time to share their experiences, and their passion, with those of us gathered.
So, Miami Valley folks: you must go see Dayton Ballet’s 2013 production of THE NUTCRACKER. My son and I will be there as part of our family’s new tradition.
This morning, after doing some shopping at our favorite local music store, McCutcheon Music of Centerville, we traipsed around the Miami Valley taking photos of various sites.
Springboro: Null log cabin
Franklin, Ohio: various buildings
Miamisburg, Ohio: The Adena Native American Mound, buildings
Today would have been the 115th birthday of my great-grandmother, Mary Belle Jones-Clary.
December 20, 1897 – January 28, 1969
Belle was the daughter of Joel Monroe Jones & Anna Greenlee, and the older sister of Alpha, Henry & Harry.
Belle married John William Garrett Clary on September 30, 1920, and they had three children, Ronald Monroe Jones (1921-1936), Donna Mae Clary-Barmes (1924-1992), and Joyce Ann Clary-Riser (1933).
Two years ago, today, my 15 year old son, Quintin, arrived in Dayton from Albuquerque, New Mexico, to join our family.
At our home, surrounded by family and friends, his case worker who accompanied him on the flight, led us in a Navajo candle-lighting ceremony to celebrate his birth family, those who assisted him on his adoption and foster journey, and his new adoptive family.
Make a Gift and Make History!
All these years of living in Centerville/Kettering, and I had never been to Polen Farm. I had driven past the Bigger Road location countless times, but had no reason for stopping. In fact, honestly do not ever remember noticing the imposing house – which is hard to believe. When I saw it in someone’s Facebook album this past week, I had to ask where the home was located.
So, today, Quintin and I ventured over to Polen Farm to take photos. We had a blast!
Tonight, I joined the Emery family, David, Maria and Raquel, in the Muse Machine’s rehearsal hall to watch the understudies for the January production, CRAZY FOR YOU, perform. My student, David Emery, did a super job, as did the other fantastic younger performers. Many great moments from these young talents, and the best staging I have seen in a Muse Machine production in many years! Director Joe Deer, along with choreographer, Lula Elzy, seem to be a dynamic creative team, and I was thrilled to see such a fresh, crisp look in the musical staging! I am looking forward to the full production in mid-January, but am so thrilled I was able to see the understudies, and a foretaste of the musical feast to come!
Kettering Parents and Community Members:
At this very difficult time, our thoughts are with the young victims of the tragedy that took place at Sandy Hook Elementary School on December 14th, and we extend our deepest sympathies to the families and to the entire Newtown, Connecticut community as they deal with this horrible tragedy.
These types of tragedies compel us to talk with our own parents and community about the issue of safety in our schools. Student safety in school and at extra-curricular activities is the absolute top priority for everyone in the Kettering Schools. Sadly, even schools are not immune to violence, as today’s tragedy and recent incidents here in our own state and across the country have shown.
Our schools are public facilities and we work hard to make them open, welcoming and inviting. At the same time, we are mindful of our responsibility to keep students safe while they are at school. We do have safety procedures in place, such as locking doors in our buildings and requiring visitors to our schools to check in at our main offices. In addition, in the Kettering Schools, we work hard to know our students and families. We work hard to know their lives and their issues. We believe that our teachers and staff members are vigilant in working to know if something is not right, seeing danger coming and acting proactively to avert trouble. This is our first line of defense.
We also work in partnership with the Kettering Police Department in having School Resource Officers in our buildings on a daily basis, getting to know our students, providing support to our staff and serving as a resource in best practices for safety in a public buildings.
All of our buildings engage in regular practice drills — such as lock-downs and tornado and fire drills — so that we are prepared to respond to emergencies. And students are encouraged to report to an adult any knowledge they may have of a potential threat, be it confirmed or a rumor…and can do so anonymously.
I pledge to you that we will continue to do whatever it takes to keep our students…your children, grandchildren, neighbors and friends…safe in our schools. Thank you for the support you provide to the schools that allows us to make student safety a top priority and thank you for your understanding of the steps we take every day to assure that every child is safe while he or she is in school.
Knowing the Kettering community as I do, I am confident that our entire community joins together in sending our thoughts and sympathies to the Newtown community as they struggle to cope with this unimaginable tragedy.
Dr. Jim Schoenlein
Kettering City Schools
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Tonight, we attended, for the second year in a row, the Christmas concert presented by Beavercreek’s Church of the Nazarene. The church’s choir was joined by Beavercreek High School’s A Capella Choir and the Friend’s Show Choir, all under the direction of Sharon Busch. The evening’s lineup included John Rutter’s GLORIA, which is one of my absolute favorites!
An enjoyable evening!
This morning we left for Dayton’s 2nd Street Market to look around and grab some lunch. The last time I had been there was when Jeff Carter and Jim Helton came over from Ball State University to see the Princess Diana Wedding Gown Exhibit at the Dayton Art Institute. The boys and I ate lunch, traveled around downtown Dayton to take photos. The train exhibit was closed due to the bank’s hours, but we could still see it through the window. We saw the Rike’s window displays again, and then traveled to Calvary Cemetery where we could see so many of the beautiful sculptures during the daylight hours.
Some really great events planned these next two weekends!
About ten years ago I saw my first production of OLIVER!, and it was less than mediocre. I was not too keen on seeing The Human Race Theatre Company’s (HRTC) current production of OLIVER!, due to my initial experience with the show, but was intrigued by the director’s concept, and use of ten actors.
I have never been disappointed in a HRTC production, but I was not expecting to be absolutely blown away this evening. This production’s concept was conceived, and directed by Alan Souza, and choreographed by Spencer Liff (SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DANCE). I wish I could say I was speechless, but at intermission I was chattering away about the incredibly innovative, crisp, creative and exhausting staging and choreography. Thrilling!
With so many theatre companies, you show up expecting to see the company’s typical production. Since seeing my first HRTC production, ROMANCE, ROMANCE, twenty years ago, I’ve never been disappointed. I always return home, excited and refreshed.
There were remarkable performances from this troupe of ten actors, and not one was lacking. However, three performers ‘wow’d’ me this evening: music director and performer, Helen Gregory; Kettering’s own, Chris Shea; and a HRTC founder and regular, Scott Stoney.
Helen… Helen… Helen… the piano was actually blocked into the staging, and brilliantly executed! Helen only gave up the ivories once, and that was so she could sing and dance while Scott Stoney took over (and well done, Scott!). I have never seen acrobatics at the piano, but Helen made her multi-layered role amusing and impressive. This performance alone was worth the entire evening for me!
Chris Shea has grown tremendously as an actor through the years, and tonight, he was hitting the mark each moment, and with each character change throughout the production. He is a delight to watch, and I am confident he will continue to grow, even more, as an actor. Kudos!
From Shakespeare to Schwartz, and everything in between, and beyond, Scott Stoney just made my night! In this production of OLIVER!, Scott plays Mr. Bumble and several other characters. I’ve always loved what Scott brings to lead roles, but tonight, as Mr. Bumble, he completely won me over. Scott was hilarious, adorable, and so much fun. This man can do it all – lead roles and character roles and make them more 3-dimensional than anyone else I know.
One more performer needs to be mentioned… Sara Shepherd, as Nancy (and others), gave a moving, gut-wrenching delivery of “As Long As He Needs Me.” I seldom get chills, but her choices were fantastic! I did not hear the song – I felt it! Superb! Superb!
The musical numbers were unbelievably staged, and I am still rocking from the thrill of seeing them tonight. Within ten minutes, I had forgotten I was not fond of the show, forgotten my headache/sinus infection, and had stopped worrying about bringing my teenage son out on a chilly night just as he is recovering from the creeping crud.
I know this is an incredibly busy time of the year, but this is one production you do not want to miss.
Thank you, Human Race Theatre Company! This was a damned fine treat for my holiday season!
What do others think of OLIVER! at The Human Race Theatre Company?
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This has been my lucky week of tripping on to events at the last minute, and making it in time! Last night we visited Dayton’s Calvary Cemetery for the second annual “Angel Night” to glimpse all the beautifully sculpted angels illuminated. Tonight, someone posted something on Facebook about the Kettering Tree Lighting at Lincoln Park, a block away from our home. I discovered we had 15 minutes to get there – which was easy to do.
We ran into several student families, and Pati and Ema Rogers.
It was such a nice event! Tons and tons of people strolling through the park to look at the lights strung on trees, poles, etc., by our Kettering Parks & Recreation workers! Beautiful job!
Another fun evening for the Haasienda History Book!
At 48 years, I feel terribly blessed to have known my great-great uncle, Raymond Daugherty, 91, for this many years. Many friends, my age, do not have uncles and aunts living. As of this writing, I still have one great-great uncle, and two great-great aunts, surviving, and eight great uncles and aunts living.
This, indeed, is a blessing!
Uncle Raymond was a younger brother to my great-grandmother, Thelma Daugherty Barmes, who was the mother of my maternal grandfather, Leroy Barmes. Uncle Raymond was born July 25, 1921, only a few months before my grandfather.
The uncle and nephew grew up together, and during the difficult times of The Great Depression, my great-grandmother would take her children back to her parents’ farm. It was on the Daugherty farm near Frankton, Indiana, that my grandfather and his uncle grew up, and spent many summers together. As they neared their late teens, the two young men met two best friends, Betty Church and Donna Clary, who lived in Boone Township, not too far from Summitville, Indiana. Eventually, Raymond and Betty were engaged, as were Leroy and Donna.
Their families remained close through the years. Uncle Raymond and Aunt Betty were two of the first visitors when my mother was born, and in 1964, along with their son, Steve, were the first to visit me. When I adopted my first son, we drove to Houston, Texas, where Uncle Raymond and Aunt Betty were living with their son, Steve, so they would be the first to meet my new son. Raymond and Betty were the first to greet three generations of our family.
My mother often babysat for Raymond and Betty’s only son, Steve. Steve went on to Ball State University, majoring in telecommunications with David Letterman and Joyce DeWitt, with whom he was engaged for a short time. Steve’s career was colorful, and exciting.
January, 2010, Steve passed away following a hideous battle with pancreatic cancer. I’ve terribly missed his emails, his jokes, his telephone calls with the deeply, and dramatically announced, “Cousin Darin!” I so miss hearing about all the colorful celebrities and events from Steve’s life.
December 2011, Aunt Betty passed away just before Christmas. Uncle Raymond, lost in the shadows of dementia, was moved back to a facility in Alexandria, Indiana, where his younger brother and sister-in-law, Dick & Anita, could watch after him.
Today, one of the last folks from my grandparents’ youth has left us. Though it is a sad morning to see this chapter in my family’s history close, I feel greatly blessed for having Uncle Raymond, Aunt Betty, and Steve in my life. They were an incredible trio.
May choirs of angels sing thee to thy rest, Uncle Raymond… please give Aunt Betty, Steve, Grandma Donna, and Grandpa Leroy a hug from me…
Dayton History at Carillon Park hosted its second annual “Angel Night” at Calvary Cemetery of Dayton. Calvary Cemetery is located directly South of Carillon Park on one of the most imposing hills in the Miami Valley. At the top, you can see all around the Miami Valley, and tonight, it was even more beautiful with all the lights of the surrounding valley.
Quintin and I hurried to the cemetery, meeting up with family friends, and my Ball State music pals, Dave & Linda Samworth Lewis, and their teenage son, Chet. It was a fun night, and a great tour of all the beautifully carved, and illuminated angels throughout the cemetery. I learned just enough tonight to want to learn more about Calvary Cemetery that is steeped in rich history.