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May 31, 2017

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The Press-Dispatch Home Life Wednesday, May 31, 2017 D- 7 To enter the Birthday Club, email your name, ad- dress, phone number and birthdate to birthdayclub@ pressdispatch.net. Only the person's name, town and birthday will appear in the paper. As an added bonus, one lucky person each month will receive a free prize from a local business and a free three month Press-Dispatch subscription. This month's birthdays have a chance to win a $20 gift certificate to Jewel Craft Jewelers. THIS WEEK'S BIRTHDAYS Sarah Boger .............................. Petersburg .......5/31 Nancy Garris ............................... Winslow .........5/31 Robert Mason ............................ Petersburg .........6/2 Linda Miley ............................... Petersburg .......6/40 THIS MONTH'S SPONSOR 217 Main St., Vincennes • 1-812-882-7603 My Point of View by Dr. H. K. Fenol, Jr., M.D. Sweet's Column by Barbara Sweet Katiedid vs... by Katiedid Langrock Monsters in the night HOLIDAYS THIS WEEK June 1 Dare Day June 2 National Rocky Road Day June 3 National Trails Day June 4 Applesauce Cake Day June 5 World Environment Day June 6 National Gardening Exercise Day Source: HolidayInsights.com Hi stars and welcome to this big stage all lit up in red, white and blue lights and decorated to help celebrate with all our stars who will have a birth- day or anniversary in the week of June 1 to June 7, so come on up onto this big stage and take a bow. June 2 – Mary Russell turns 28 years. June 3 – Tyler Gross turns 30 years; Dan and Nancy Reutepohler celebrate 14 years. June 4 – Happy Vinnedge turns 69 years; Mike Riley turns 63 years; Oliv- ia Green turns 9 years; Mike and Bren- da Riley celebrate 39 years. June 5 – Dana Meyer turns 58 years; Ruthie Hayes turns 85 years. June 6 – Linda Nelson Daugherty turns 64 years; Tanya Vaughn. June 7 – Jenn Deffendoll turns 37 years; Joshua D. Braunecker turns 30 years; Blayze Timothy Reavis turns 8 years; Matthew and Donna Shaw cele- brate 14 years; Jeff and Lisa Jones cel- ebrate 10 years. May all our stars have a really great day and may all your wishes come true. Keep in your heart and in your prayers all our stars who need that card, visit, phone call, and that dai- ly thought of them to have an enjoy- able day. Events coming up in Winslow and the surrounding areas are: June 1 – Winslow Lions Club at 7 p.m. at the Trading Post June 1 – Pike County Moms Group at 10 a.m. at the Otwell United Meth- odist Church. A great group for moms to interact with other moms, and your child will be in good hands and with other children. June 3 – Arthur, Winslow and Camp- belltown Community-wide yard sale. See Press-Dispatch for places to find all your wares. June 5 – Winslow Girl Scout Troop 211 will meet at 6 p.m. at House of Mer- cy Church. June 6 – Deaconess Mobile Breast Center at the Deaconess Family Clin- ic in Petersburg from 8 a.m. to 3 p.m. central time. June 9 -10 – Stendal 150th Anniversa- ry with lots of activities, games, gath- ering of Stendal High School Alumni, Tin Fest Car Show, a flyover, a parade, music performers, quilt raffle, silent auction and fireworks. Stay the days and bring your lawn chair. For more info., contact Ann and Lee Oxley at 812-489 -1228. June 12 – Winslow Town Hall at 7 p.m. at the Snyder Commu- nity Center. June 17 – Winslow River- side Flea Market from 8 a.m. to 2 p.m. sponsored by the Winslow Lions Club. Admis- sion is $1 to help the commu- nity, come and pick your spot then sell your wares. This is the first month of three months on the third Saturday of each of the three months. June 18 – Father's Day. Winslow Seniors meet on Monday and Tuesday at the Snyder Commu- nity Center. Petersburg Seniors meet on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday in the Courthouse Basement. Postcards this week were none at Sweets Column, Winslow, IN 47598. The Patoka River is low and with the rain last Wednesday along IN 64 where there was ponding and the storms that came through Saturday wasn't too im- pressive because Winslow only got a shower that lasted a few minutes and the wind was only strong once and that lasted a short second. Rain was all around us, west, south, east, and Winslow stayed dry. Southern Illinois got both heavy rain and strong winds, Ferdinand got heavy rain all day, and Alfordsville got heavy rain and strong winds. The temps were cool in the 60s then by the weekend the hot and hu- mid weather came with the storms but by Sunday the wind helped to bring us a comfortable day. The mosquitoes are vicious here in the Brownstown part of Winslow all day and night so we bought some Deepwoods Off to help them not be so bloodthirsty but they still love me and I don't love them back. Laura got some geraniums to keep the mosquitoes at bay and I hope they work. Kyana, Norm and I caught up with Karen and Bob Bass at the Pike State Forest Horse campgrounds last Friday and the varmints weren't bad. Karen rides her mule and Bob rides his horse as they camp out in various spots with family. Karen says a big hi to the stars in Winslow areas. Kyana, Norm, Vernon and I got a pizza and then ice cream to party on her last day of school. Kyana will go to the middle school in August. Con- grats Kyana! I also saw where Dillon Stephens has graduated from Pike Central and all of us Sweets, Virdens, Henslys and and Nicholsons wish Dil- lon the very best in his future. Congrats, Dillon. Norm finished lay- ing the rest of the met- al lathe on the East wall of the cabin. The first day I helped him work in the lathe but on the sec- ond day it showered, so Norm cut the lathe inside the cabin, and since that side has an eave, he could fit it in and also secure to finish our last wall with metal lathe. Now when the varmints are not too bloodthirsty we will start the chinking with the five bags of mor- tar mix. I have a feeling, we may have to get more bags of mix, but we'll see. Norm listened to the Indy 500 race on the radio Sunday and heard when the announcer said there was another wreck and they are fine and we both heard the last few laps where Takuma Sato won the Indy 500 race of 2017 and he is the first Japanese driver to win Indy 500 and he is with the Andretti Racing Team. Saturday, my brother George and sister-in-law Deby brought Mom, al- so known as Mildred Virden, to spend the week, Terri Ann, my sister, came down also. Mom and Kyana are do- ing some projects and Laura will be home to just see her grandma again. Mom said she was going to Grandma's when us kids were young so automat- ically she said, "I'm going to Grand- ma's" but she meant "I am going to Barb's." I love that and my cousins call me Grandma Laura anyway. It's a blessing to know I look like my Grand- ma Laura Meyer. I think Mom might have a busy week and she may want to go back just to have a rest from all the fun things this week. Lawn mowers are heard around the area and if you got some rain the mow- ing was done twice a week, cause it was too wet to mow in between the rains. The flowers are beautiful and the flowering trees are amazing. Have you seen the yellow small flowers in the grass? The lights are about to dim on this week's ramblings but keep an eye on family and friends, slow down even more since the schools are out for the summer. Always smile, wave and say hi to everyone you see this week. My son is 2 and scared of monsters behind the door; I reassure my baby that there is no such thing as mon- sters anymore. He doesn't believe me, so I try a new approach of telling sto- ries about how we can cut off the mon- ster encroach. Stories of a mama who tells her sweet child to kiss those fears goodbye. Stories of that sweet child de- ciding he might as well give it a try. The child puckers up and gives the monster a kiss on the cheek, and wouldn't you know it, that monster starts to weep. "Blech! " the monster cries. "Boohoo! This is my nightmare. This child is so disgusting! Not fair! Not fair! " And my son would giggle about how monsters hate kisses and would fall asleep know- ing what to do if a monster hisses. My son is 3 and scared of monsters under his bed; I reassure my baby the monsters are all in his head. He doesn't believe me, so I make up a tale about how to make the bad monsters wail. "The reason they are under your bed," I whisper to him super discreet, "is that they love the smell of your stinky feet! Oh, yes, monsters want to breathe in where that yucky stench grows – even more so if you've got something green and nasty growing between your toes." And my son would laugh and try to funk-ify his feet because a monster who relishes the stink seems like a cool guy to meet. But just be- fore I would turn off the light, he'd run to the bathroom and wash his feet for the night – knowing full well that if his feet smell like soap instead, there's no reason for a monster to hide under his bed. My son is 4 and scared of monsters in the closet; I reassure my baby that if there are, I'll get back our security de- posit. "When we moved in to this home, they prom- ised it monster-free," but my son isn't consoled, so we make up another ditty – about how monsters find nothing quite as boring as the earsplitting noise of a child snoring. And my son laughs as he throws his head down on the pillow, and then, forcefully breathing through his nose, he makes it billow. With his eyes shut tight, he loudly pretends to harass the monsters that creep, and it isn't too long before he's fast asleep. I was 7 and scared of ghosts, not monsters, when I learned the power of telling yourself silly stories. At a slum- ber party with my best friend, I men- tioned my fear of the camouflaged ap- paritions that creak in the night. Every- one knows that ghosts, like monsters, thrive in the darkness. It was then that my friend introduced me to her ghosts. "Oh, sure," she said, "my ceiling is cov- ered in them." And she started point- ing to what looked like nothingness and calling out their names. Fran- cis. Marco. Mirabell. Horatio. Hazel. "Make friends with the ghosts," she in- structed, and she let me take a hand- ful home with me. I have used silly sto- rytelling to conquer all that scares ev- er since. But now... But now. My son is nearly 5 and starting kin- dergarten in the fall, and I am scared to the core there will be monsters in the hall. And no mat- ter how many times folks try to assure me monsters are in my head, no silly story or positive thinking can overcome this dread. Because in Manchester, there are 22 dead. Monsters are real. In Syria. In Newtown. In Turkey. In Paris. They are not in our home, but out in the world, they roam. And they prey on love and joy and dance and glee. They thrive in the darkness, but it's the light they seek. They're succubi fervid- ly consuming the light we exude. Our exuberance. Our effervescence. Our kindness. Our creativity. Our ability to tell silly tales to see past the monsters. But maybe the point of the stories is not to ensure you're well-rested but rather to have the re- minder that in every story ever told, the monsters are bested. Monsters have been around as long as the hu- man race, but goodness marches on full of purpose and grace. My friend told me to make friends with ghosts. It's easier now – and harder – that so many friends have become them. Like Katiedid Langrock on Facebook, at http://www.facebook.com/katiedid- humor. I have just returned from a very busy but great week- end. My Mom celebrated her 101st birth- day, so we had a party to hon- or her for this amazing feat. She remains very clear in her mind, nam- ing everyone who showed up and even ask- ing things we did not think she could re- call. She did not appear to have aged since our last visit a year ago on her 100th birthday. According to the staff who takes care of her in the assisted liv- ing/long term care facili- ty where she stays in Ni- agara Falls, Canada, she is so well cared for and loved because of her very pleasant disposition. She can read without glasses, she eats well without as- sistance, she requires lit- tle help for her person- al needs. She does use a wheelwalker to ambulate but she is quite mobile. She is hard of hearing but can hear well if one's voice is raised enough to make her understand a conversa- tion. So, we are grateful for her blessed life and God's provisions for her needs. It was so hard to say goodbye when it was time for us to head for home. But as the saying goes, all good things do come to an end. We are planning to be pres- ent again for next year on her 102nd birthday, God willing. • • • One of the many things we do not take for grant- ed are the amazing con- veniences we enjoy in this country. We have good and well-marked roads, excel- lent hotels, many conve- nience and gas stores to fu- el up, restaurants to nour- ish up, and so forth and so on. One of the fueling places had a sign that said, "Eat here and get gas." On a serious note, in case of emergencies, help comes quickly. We saw one inci- dent where a car land- ed on a me- dian and sure enough, there were about six highway patrol cars and two am- bulances at- tending to the accident. One can feel secure that in case of an emergency, help will be available and good compassionate pro- fessional help will be avail- able. There were also ma- ny police cars watching the flow of traffic, which helps make things orderly and safe. Ah, what a great country to live in. Forever, we are grateful. • • • As usual, we always go through Customs when- ever we enter both Can- ada and US. We saw and overheard a conversation between a US Border Of- ficer over the entry point. The officer said to the driv- er, "Sir, since you were all wearing seatbelts and you were quite unusually po- lite, we sometimes give a surprise gift of $100 to some deserving citizens. With this money, how do you plan to spend it? " The driver answered, "Sir, I think I will use the mon- ey to apply for a driver's li- cense." "Oh, don't listen to him," yelled the passenger woman by the driver side." He's a smart aleck when he is drunk." This woke up the guy in the backseat who took one look at the officer and moaned, "I knew we would not get far in a sto- len car." At that moment, there was a loud knock from the trunk and a voice said, "Señor, are we over the border yet? " Moral of the story: It always pays off to wear a seatbelt even if one is inebriated. Have a great week! 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