Category Archives: family

grandchildren and gardens

Anyone who has a library and a garden wants for nothing – Cicero

"Sitting quietly, doing nothing, spring comes, and the grass grows by itself."

“Sitting quietly, doing nothing, spring comes, and the grass grows by itself.” – Zen Saying

happily married

An article in today’s New York Times cites a study with results indicating that women who have mates gain more weight than those who are single.


It is widely known that women tend to gain weight after giving birth, but now a large study has found evidence that even among childless women, those who live with a mate put on more pounds than those who live without one.

The differences, the scientists found, were stark.

best wishes

Two Thousand Nine was filled with blessings (some tears, of course – some laughter).

I am so grateful for my family and my friends – some of whom I’ve met and engaged with via the internet (who would have thought we would be communicating instantly with just a click of the fingers??  Not I – coming from a generation that, in the 1950s, was jitterbugging in the corner drugstore to music from a colorful jukebox – listening to 78rpm records).

Best wishes to my family and all my friends as we end 2009 and enter a Brand New Year with limitless possibilities.

May God richly bless all of you.

The San Antonio Express News lists the  top ten events of 2009 in our area (of course Caterpillar is certainly one of Seguin’s top news events).

Christmas 2009 – a memory

This Christmas Memory snapshot was taken in 1995 in Aurora, Colorado.

There are so many marvelous Christmas memories

and I bring them out now and then

– especially the snapshots that tell our stories.

“Like snowflakes, my Christmas memories gather and dance – each beautiful, unique and too soon gone.”

— Deborah Whipp

Wishing you all marvelous memories and

All Things Good

in 2010!

Merry Christmas

Christmas Memories

1976 – Houston, Texas

standing in the gap (intercessory prayer for Tyler)

Henri Nouwen writes that

Prayer is the bridge between our conscious and unconscious lives.  Often there is a large abyss between our thoughts, words, and actions, and the many images that emerge in our daydreams and night dreams.  To pray is to connect these two sides of our lives by going to the place where God dwells.  Prayer is “soul work” because our souls are those sacred centers where all is one and where God is with us in the most intimate way.

Thus, we must pray without ceasing so that we can become truly whole and holy.

Our family is fervently and continually praying for a dear young boy who is being treated for leukemia.  His Caldwell family also prays for Tyler’s parents and family; we are praying without ceasing.

Lord Jesus Christ, Good Shepherd of the sheep, you gather the lambs in your arms and carry them in your bosom: We commend to your loving care Tyler.  Relieve Tyler’s pain, guard him from all danger and illness, restore to him your gifts of gladness and strength, and raise Tyler up to a life of service to you.  Hear us, we pray, for your dear Name’s sake.  Amen.

the truckin’ days

B. F. Walker, Inc.

I can’t remember the year that Hubby began working for B. F. Walker, Inc.  He was working for Halliburton Oil Company when we first met (in Farmington, New Mexico during the BIG oil and gas boom in the Four Corners area in the 1950s).  Shortly after he came back from his stint in the Army he began employment with B. F. Walker (a subsidiary of  Noble Corporation).

In 1983 when we were living in Denver,  Hubby and a friend purchased B. F. Walker and those trucks provided our bucks until DH retired and we moved from Denver to Seguin, Texas.

My!  The turns life takes . . . or the choices we make I guess I should say – it was been a marvelous journey!   We have dear friends from all of the places we have lived or visited and I’m especially counting my blessings during this Holy Season.

B. F. Walker was incorporated in 1939 in Arkansas.  The company initially had horse-driven wagons, I understand.

Trivia:  a trucking company purchased a poem my mother wrote about a truckdriver and printed it on business cards to give to all of their truckdrivers.  How I would like to have one of those cards now.  When my mom and my dad were dating (in the 1930s), he was driving a truck loaded with potatoes from the northeastern part of New Mexico to the southern part of New Mexico (I imagine on a daily basis).  He was quite likely the flirty truckdriver she penned.

Although she never told me, I imagine they were in his truck when they eloped to Tucumcari, New Mexico in 1937! Perhaps on a potato run??

Only 9 1/2 more days! Merry Christmas!

Before the ice is in the pools,
Before the skaters go,
Or any cheek at nightfall
Is tarnished by the snow,
Before the fields have finished,
Before the Christmas tree,
Wonder upon wonder
Will arrive to me!

~ Emily Dickinson

stepping into Granddaddy’s boots

There is no grandfather

who does not adore his grandson.

~ Victor Hugo

Christmas in the 1970s – Houston,Texas

Whatever else be lost among the years,

Let us keep Christmas still a shining thing:

Whatever doubts assail us, or what fears,

Let us hold close one day,

remembering its poignant meaning for the hearts of men.

Let us get back our childlike faith again.

– Grace Noll Crowell