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SENIORS
Blue Mountain Eagle
Wednesday, January 9, 2019
GRANT COUNTY SENIORS
John Day
Seniors
Monument
Seniors
Dusty Harris
Soo Yukawa
Happy New Year. Dave
Pasko and Jeanette Julsrud
greeted people when they
came in Jan. 3.
We had 43 meals deliv-
ered to John Day and Mt.
Vernon by Joan Tayler and
Marge, Kenny and John.
Thank you.
The Church of the Naza-
rene served, including Evert
King, Debbie Bloom, Tracy
Andrew and Dale Stin-
nett. Dale Stinnett asked the
blessing. We had two extra
door prizes. A vest purse
was won by Ron Dowse. A
pink scarf was won by War-
ren Harris, but he turned it
back, and Chris Labhart won
and wore it through dinner.
50/50 was won by Carol
Roe. We had Swiss steak,
rice, gravy, mixed vege-
tables and birthday cake.
Thank you, Driskill Memo-
rial Chapel.
Dinner was sponsored by
Wilma Bauer. We had bingo
after dinner. Monday, Jan.
7, we had deep dish meat
pizza.
Thursday, Jan. 10, will be
the John Day Senior Center
annual meeting. There will
be nice prizes for a draw-
ing: 43-inch smart HDTV,
microwave, toaster oven,
$100, Grant County Green-
backs, Lenovo Miix 320
tablet. Be sure to call and
get your name on the list to
get a place at a table. God
Bless you all.
I’m a newbie so please
forgive me until I learn
everyone, hopefully this
month, and I will be on my
way.
Well, we did not have
lunch for Christmas Day. The
cooks received a day off. I
hope everyone had a won-
derful Christmas. Ours was a
very quiet and low-key event,
which suited me just fine. I felt
quite lazy too. Ha.
So, we have some very nice
snow on the ground. PTL. I
am really hoping for more and
more snow. The river looks
awfully low. I am going to
pray for more snow from the
Lord and then lots of rain for
the spring. If anyone wants to
join me, you all are welcome.
I think Jill is going to have
some baby kids very soon. She
looks like she is going to pop
any day now. I need to move
her and put her in the goat pen.
She will probably have twins
again. I hope she has females
this time. I can’t wait. Who
knows, maybe she might even
have triplets. I have heard that
goats tend to do that every
time they have babies. I’ll let
you all know when she drops
them.
I think Dolly and Bonnie
are preggers too, but I don’t
think they will have their
babies until May, thank good-
ness. Bonnie still lets me pet
her and doesn’t run off scared
from me. I am glad she doesn’t
try to jump on my shoulder.
She used to do that when she
was little. Dolly is looking
pretty big around her tummy
too, but then all my animals
seem kinda fat. I really must
try to build a stanchion for the
goats. I want to try to make
some goat milk soap.
Smokey, one of my cats
(the one that peed in the dog’s
bowl when she was locked up
in their kennel a couple of years
back), was hanging out in the
shed. That is, until Tigger, our
oldest cat, decided he wanted
to take up residence there. Tig-
ger chased Smokey away, and
she is staying in the barn. I
don’t know why Tigger doesn’t
like Smokey. He attacked her
the other day while I was feed-
ing them. I had to knock him
over the head with a plastic
bowl. It didn’t really deter him,
the stinker.
Happy New Year, every-
one. 2019, here we come.
MONUMENT (Jan. 9)
— I must say that not having
been to two Tuesday senior
lunches in a row has been
utterly strange and definitely
confused my schedule. Tues-
day lunches have been such a
routine in the week that to not
have it was, well, my world
was off kilter. I guess we peo-
ple really are creatures of
habit.
I still catch myself writing
2018 instead of 2019. The fact
that it is a new year seems sur-
real to me. This coming sum-
mer, we will have moved to
Monument six years ago. I’m
still not quite sure where each
town is or how many coun-
ties Oregon has. I will have to
take a crash course on my new
state of residence.
Here is some important
news that I think just added to
make Monument a great place
to live and or visit. Ron and
Sherry Allen, the new own-
ers of the Monument RV and
Motel, have opened up the
North Fork Café and Espresso
Bar. They offer breakfast,
burgers and fries, sandwiches,
flavored smoothies and drinks
and specialty coffees. You can
take it to go or dine in their
very cute and quaint dining
area. For the summer, they are
planning on opening up a nice
picnic sitting area.
What a blessing this new
place to eat is to our little com-
munity. The prices are very
reasonable, and my family and
I went to give our support on
their opening day. The burgers
were delish. I wanted to try a
coffee (I’m not normally a cof-
fee drinker), but Sherry didn’t
think it was a good idea so late
in the day. She said it would
keep me up all night. Ha. So,
I took her advice, but I will
have to go back and try one
of her strong coffees on one of
these mornings. We pray that
the Lord will bless Ron and
Sherry. They are hard working
and an asset to our commu-
nity. We are so glad that they
decided to live in Monument
and sink deep roots into this
town. PTL.
We are still praying for
more snow and rain. I’m at
3,200 feet above sea level,
and we still have snow on the
ground. It melted and froze the
other night. I need to remem-
ber to slow down when I step
outside. I slipped on the ice
and almost fell and landed on
my bottom. Hope everyone
out there stays safe.
I moved Jill and Bonnie
back to the goat pen. They
were not happy. They are herd
animals, and they don’t like
each other. I will move Bon-
nie back once Jill has her
babies. I am pretty sure she
will have babies by the end of
this month. I didn’t want one
of the males with Jill because
they stink. I didn’t want the
Billy goat to pee all over
inside the goat shed either.
Yuck. For now, they will just
have to learn to get along. I
need to shut them up at night
— a cougar’s been spotted.
Ecclesiastes 7:1 “A good
name is better than precious
oil; and the day of death than
the day of one’s birth.”
Prairie City
Seniors
Rose Coombs
Happy New Year. Oh, the
plans I have for this year. If
they come to fruition as well
as the ones for last year, it will
be a surprise. I don’t make any
New Year’s resolutions. Just
meet each day’s opportunities
to serve the needs of others,
and you will do well. Which
was the point of our food for
thought: A Christmas can-
dle (or any candle) is a lovely
thing – it makes no noise at all,
but softly gives itself away.
And if you were sitting at the
table with the candle on it, you
got to go first through the serv-
ing line. Wonder what it will
be next time?
Bruce Kaufman led the
flag salute, and Jack Rether-
ford asked the blessing. Our
volunteers included Larry and
Carlos, who made the home
deliveries; Pam, who “mans”
the registration desk and
also helps with the kitchen
cleanup; Tom and Jay, who did
all kinds of set-up and errands
and after-dinner cleaning; Del
and Derrol, who got the floor
swept; and Delores and Gin-
ger, who helped count money
and did the announcing.
Thanks to everyone who
helps in any way.
The $5 in trade gift card
donated by Len’s Drug went
to Delores Scott. She was my
pinochle partner today, but the
cards were not in our favor.
Oh, well. Such is life in the
far, far West. I sure missed
playing over the Christmas
break too. Did learn a new
card game called “golf.” But
they had different points for
the face cards, and I got very
confused.
Assistant
cook
Dick
brought in some more of his
greenhouse tomatoes. My,
they do get large. And they
are very tasty when they ripen.
Which makes me think of the
movie “Fried Green Toma-
toes.” Must be more to it than
what the title says.
We had a delicious
after-holiday meal today of
turkey and rice soup, ham and
cheese sandwiches (on a bun
or whole wheat bread) and
chocolate cupcakes with choc-
olate frosting. That doesn’t
sound like a lot of food, but it
sure filled you up. Very tasty.
Thanks, Amber and Dick and
helpers.
Lorna and Krystin brought
Gordon Sindt, Marilyn Ran-
dall, Charlene Dean and
Mary Crawford from the Blue
Mountain Care Center.
Want to correct the typo
from the last column. The
re-typer skipped a line, and it
didn’t convey what I wanted to
say: “Hallelujah. We can have
a peaceful winter. So Merry
Christmas and happy New
Year to all the faithful readers
of these senior columns.”
We celebrated Derrol’s
80th birthday, granddaugh-
ter Sylvia’s 8th and Christmas
all in the last two weeks of
December, and the Christmas
box for each family worked
out fine. And, if you received
something that you need to
re-gift, we will start another
silent auction to help you —
and us — out.
Matt. 2:9-11 “…they went
on their way, and the star
they had seen in the east went
ahead of them until it stopped
over the place where the
young Child was… On com-
ing to the house… they bowed
down and worshiped Him…
and presented Him with gifts
of gold and of incense and of
myrrh.”
Church Services In Grant County
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