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Many birthdays occur in October for my family, and another was just added. I got word from my sister, Sally, living in England, of course in the same town where we were raised, that she has been blessed with her first great-granddaughter, born on the eighth of the month. Her name is Gracie May, and new mum, Kelsie, is very proud. Sally sent me a photograph through email, and she is a beauty. I am so envious.
Had a little cold dip, enough to let us know what it will be like when the winter sets in here. I had a letter from my friend in Lexington, Kentucky, to say they had their first snowfall on October 17, cleansing the earth.
Luckily we don’t get lots of snow or on a regular basis. Snow is pretty at first, but freezes your feet to walk to school in it; then turning to slush, or freezing over, makes it so dangerous. Our days are still a wonderment of glorious sunshine that sets the mood on upper levels for happiness.
My Ron was discharged from Russell Transitional Care last Thursday, and he is delighted to be home, and the dogs were excited to finally know that their “daddy” was home at last. I have become Ron’s personal care nurse for a while and will have weekly home nursing visits, and in the near future he will have physical therapy. Ron was happy to be home before his birthday, when he’ll be the same age as me.
The Coosa Historical Society decided not to have a meeting this month; apparently those in charge had a lot going on, and you know it takes time and effort to plan an interesting meeting and to share a good story from history. This is the fiftieth year for the Coosa Historical Society, and they will plan a big celebration for that accomplishment at the January 2023 meeting, so let’s hope it is pleasant weather at that time.
Myself, I love history. It’s just so interesting, and the people of bygone days were strong, loyal, dedicated to their craft, good to neighbors, respectful, neat, and cleanly dressed, especially on church day and special visiting occasions; and many family gatherings were planned. It makes you wonder what happened over the years to make things change so much. When folks didn’t have much and had to work hard, they took care of the things they did have as it was not possible just to buy a new one. Clothes were mended and passed down, shoes were repaired, and no food was wasted and was often shared.
When I was quite young my mum did lots of sewing repairs and alterations for those that didn’t like to sew. One of the most common repairs for men was to turn the shirt collar so that the worn side was underneath and covered by the tie that a man wore everyday to work, and the worn places around the neck could not be seen. Yes, it was lots of work from the unpicking and resewing and with just a few pence in payment; but my mum enjoyed being over busy and was always “earning” with some sort of handwork.
I have noticed the request on many brands of plastic drink bottles for recycling, and it lists the refund price in other states mostly in the North. Here our plastics just go to the landfill unless a group or organization is collecting and sending the collection off somewhere. In Wetumpka the city collected many recyclables with prisoners working the collection site. They stopped taking glass some years back.
When we lived in Montgomery the trash collection company through the county would pick up the trash and leave a very large heavy-duty orange plastic bag each week. The following week, customers would fill it with newspapers, aluminum, plastic, and glass. There must have been a good profit in this, even though someone would have to sort the bags after collection, otherwise the city wouldn’t have bothered.
I noted while I was in England when my mother was still living just about everything was recycled, and each package of goods or food items would tell you which parts to save. Even vegetable peelings, tea bags, egg shells, dead annual plants that have been pulled up, and more was collected to make a good composting mixture for growing things. So many things that we throw away could be reused and made good for other purposes. Surely reworking what we have already made is better than destroying the containers from used items, just to make more from scratch.
Certainly food for thought now that everything we buy has gone up so much in price. It would have been splendid if President Biden had looked in the mirror at himself when he asked what happened to the cost of oil and all other goods, instead of blaming Russia and China. He is just not able to see the whole thing began when he shut down our pipelines with a silly notion that we could live without oil. Makes you wonder how folks will manage heating oil this winter, and the rest of us with electricity as it goes up.
All Hallows Eve is fast approaching. It was a Pagan custom celebration when souls were crossing over and children would knock on doors offering to say prayers for these souls, and in return soul cakes were given. These soul cakes were like thick cookies with plenty of spices and dried fruit. No cakes often begat pranks. This was the beginning of our current Halloween, which is quite a different thing today. Watch out for the ghouls, goblins and ghosts.
Until next week, keep smiling, and think good thoughts.
Remember, if you have news to share or a celebration, just call me at 256-234-0957 or send me a short email to Smanorlady@gmail.com. I will be happy to share with the readers.