NURSERY RHYME/ CAN't SAY THAT ANYMORE!

      The other morning while uptown in Williamsburg, I overheard a group of preschooler's, while walking with their leader,  reciting an old nursery rhyme that I hadn't heard since I was a kid.

      It went something like "One for my master, one for my dame and one for the little boy who ---------." I said to a lady that was passing by I am not sure you could write it that way today. You would have to say something like One for my Employer, one for my lady, wife or significant. or oh,well, I am not going to worry about it!

POLITICIAN'S IDEA HAS CHANCE OF SLIM & NONE!

      One thing about getting or being old is that I have seen and lived through too many elections and have listened to so many presidential hopefuls and all their B.S. This year we have many more than normal to tolerate for the next year or so.

     After the historic gay marriage decision by the Supreme Court, it was interesting to view the various responses by some of the presidential hopefuls. One that stuck out was from Scott Walker, the Governor of Wisconsin. I have always thought he would make a good candidate with the way he handled the labor situation in Wisconsin some time ago.

    But, when he called for a Constitutional Amendment because he didn't agree with the decision, he fell from my graces. Even Jan Mickelson, a conservative radio talk show host on WHO, thought Walker was dreaming. Do you know how difficult it is to amend the Constitution? It takes two thirds vote of Congress and then three fourths ratification by the states. What are those odds?

      Just like Dizzy Dean, one time baseball commentator and  pitcher for the St. Louis Cardinals, once said about a batter's chance while arguing with an umpire. "He has two chances- SLIM AND NONE!"

TO THE OLD BALLPARK WITH A DEAR FRIEND!

      Monday I traveled to Des Moines to pick up my long time classmate and close friend, Jerry Roberts,  for one of our favorite summer pastimes at Principal Park for a little I-Cub baseball. Jerry and I go back to first day of kindergarten at Laurel Consolidated School.

      It never really matters if the I-Cubs win or lose, it's just a pleasure to enjoy a beautiful lazy summer afternoon with a dear friend, in a scenic view of downtown Des Moines, with lots of good AAA baseball action. Today the I-Cubs lost in 10 innings, but, that was OK.

       After the game, we stopped at my favorite food treat Tasty Taco's. Life couldn't be better. An afternoon with a good friend doing a little catching up, watching America's favorite pastime, and the finale of a T.T. 

WHEN WE DON'T GET OUR OWN WAY!

      In the Des Moines Register, after the Supreme Court decision concerning Gay marriages, our Iowa Senators and Governor were interviewed for their opinions. It always seems that when a decision doesn't go the way a particular politician wants it to go, they always start screaming "states rights."

       I am grateful the way our system works. Most things that do matter, it is a good thing that the law applies to all of the land. If not, in many cases, all we would be is a bunch of small countries tied together by who knows what!

HOT DOG BITES PIZZA/GROSS!

      Recently, Pizza Hut introduced a Hot Dog Bites Pizza with a crust stuffed with hot dogs. First of all, I love a tasty all beef hot dog, especially a "Chicago" style dog. But, I am sorry. This recent innovation from Pizza Hut which has seen better times, like  a few decades ago, seems to me to be just plain gross!

SURPRISE AT THE LIBRARY!

     This past week while waiting  in our local library for copies to be run for a project, I checked out the movie section. With Redbox, Netflix, and cable movies, I forget what a good selection of movies our local library provides.

     One I chose that I really enjoyed, the other afternoon, was "Good Night, and Good Luck." It was about back in the 1950's when Edward R.Murrow along with CBS, took on Senator Joseph McCarthy and the whole Communist scare in this country. George Clooney, Robert Downey Jr., and Frank Langella as Edward R. Morrow all do an excellent job portraying various characters of the time.

      I love period pieces and especially historical and political features that took place during my lifetime and enjoying a look back at clothing, decorating, and even habits of the time. (smoking so much in the office setting. If you want to watch a quality movie check it out! While you are at it, check out your local library if you haven't lately.

COMFORT FOOD WEEK!

      It is so easy today, if you enjoy cooking and enjoy eating all kinds of dishes, to find yummy  recipes from all sorts of sources--the internet, T.V., newspaper, magazines and so on. I am not sure the last time I got out one of my old recipe books.

     And, because I do like all kinds of dishes and like to try new things, sometimes I stop and realize it has been a while since maybe I have had a good old fashion roast with carrots, onion, and celery. Well, starting today and through the 4th of July week-end, I have declared a moratorium on "NEW STUFF." Nothing but good old fashion comfort food during this next week! Yes, sir!

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE CANDY BAR?

      This past week, a lady purchased one of those bags of mini candy bars at the Burg Grocery. This bunch was Baby Ruth's, which are my all time favorite candy bar. Yes, even though I haven't eaten them as often over the years as a Snicker's, it still remains my lifetime favorite.

      Whether you believe the story about the fact that it was named after Grover Cleveland's baby daughter Ruth or the baseball player it remains today a favorite of many. The Oh Henry candy bar was close, but, no cigar!

      As a kid attending Laurel school, during some noon hours, I would walk uptown to Fuller's, the local grocery store,  and purchase a Baby Ruth for a little "dessert." I would usually get the larger one that cost a whole 10 cents. What a treat. Ah! The little things in life!

KETCHUP KIND OF GUY!

      The other day at the Burg Grocery, someone brought up he old discussion about putting ketchup or mustard on hotdogs and other condiment concoctions. Personally, I like ketchup on an egg sandwich with tabasco sauce.

     I always will remember Clint Eastwood, in the Dirt Harry series, where he and his partner are at this murder scene. As his partner is eating a hot dog while investigating the crime scene, Harry starts his routine. He goes on and on about how he can handle horrible types of crime, but, he can't stand someone who eats a hot dog with ketchup! That's me. I guess I am just a ketchup kind of guy!

FROM THE TWO CENTS WORTH!

      There is the old expression, "Silence is Golden." However, sometimes silence is just plain yellow.---Speak up  for downtrodden.

IOWA STATE SHOULD REALLY BE PROUD!

     No, Fred Hoiburg is not coming back, but, something we Iowan's should be equally proud of instead of our never ending focus on sports.

     Dennis Muilenburg has been named as the new CEO of Boeing the world's largest aerospace company, with more than 165,000 employees around the world.

     He graduated from Iowa State University in aerospace engineering and a master's degree in aeronautics and astronautics from the University of Washington. Eat your heart out MIT, Purdue, Harvard, and all the other hot shot schools! There's a recruiting tool!

WHAT'S WRONG WITH FLIPPING BURGER'S?

       I get real tired of seeing garbage on Facebook making it seem like a crime to  be employed as one making hamburgers. And, that if one wants to make more money they need to find a better job or get more education.

      Maybe that person enjoys the job! Maybe that is his skill level? I have had some burger orders come back all wrong! How tough can it be to prepare a burger with just mustard and onion?But, that person deserves a pay increase on occasion and probably should start out at a "minimum" higher than presently in place federally or in most states.

       In case you haven't heard, there is what is called the Peter Principle. It states that you will rise to your level of incompantacy. What about the guy working in a factory making $30.00 an hour making widgets. I don't hear too much about that. Most assume he has a union to take care of him. A lot of those people won't go any higher for all kinds of reasons.

      Most entry level jobs don't pay much and the employer knows that most of those jobs will be held by either students, the very unskilled, or like me the retiree who doesn't "need much." The employer will very seldom sit down with person on a timely basis and go over their status and see if they deserve a raise. My employer hasn't talked to me about virtually anything in three years!

       So, yes somebody needs to look out for the low end. If the government won't who will. If the low end is making $7.00 plus an hour today and the high end is making $5,000 an hour today, what will it be like in even ten years! 

THE LAKE SHORE HOTEL-CLEAR LAKE IOWA

     In researching favorite eateries around the other day I found a clip on the Lake Shore Hotel in Clear Lake Iowa. In sat on the east side of the lake and was one of these old wood constructed  hotels from an era gone by.

      When I was a senior in high school at Laurel, I had the pleasure to have stayed there one night in 1962. Ben Wunn, Tracy Miiller, and I had formed a painting company that summer and at the end of it our reward was to travel and enjoy our fruits of our labor at the great lakes.

     The first night before heading on to Lake Okaboji, we spent some time in Clear Lake and a night's lodging in this old, even at the time, Iowa icon. Two things I remember most about the stay was the heavy rope that was attached by the window and acted as a fire escape method. Secondly, was going down to a certain area to shower. I really don't remember if each room had its own bathroom for other bodily functions. I assume they did. Boy, those were the days!

DENNIS' AROUND IOWA ALL TIME FAVORITE EATERIES!

     1. THAT PLACE-At the Conrad corner.--THE best prime rib in the State of Iowa. This place is a central Iowa jewel!

     2. GOLDIE'S-Prairie City-Voted best Tenderloin by Pork Producer's a few years ago. A survey a while back voted it best overall restaurant in three county area around Des Moines. Everything there you can't go wrong! Ice cream. Wow!

     3. OX YOKE INN- Amana's-- A real treat when my kid's were growing up. A pleasurable drive from Des Moines.You owe it to yourself to head there once a year at least.

     4. HAMBURG INN 2- downtown Iowa City- The best comfort food around with a real flair. Been around since 1948. Once you try it you will know why! It is so clean it sparkles!

     5. OLIVE GARDEN- Corallville-Normally never include national chains, but, must make an exception as this is my significant's favorite all around eatery! I, too, love their Alfredo dishes.

     6. AUNT MAUDE'S- Ames-At one time it was worth the drive on occasion from Des Moines for very fine dining.

     7. WITKA'S-Clear Lake-As a youngster, this was the treat while at the Lake. To be able to dine with a lake view~!

     8. GOLD BUFFET-Winterset-- Another worthwhile drive fro Des Moines. Had to possess the longest salad bar in the state.

     There have been many many good eateries enjoyed through the years around the state, but, these select few have the fondest of memories!

9. The Pullman--I think this will become one of my favorite's into the future.***

DENNIS' MARSHALLTOWN ALL TIME FAVORITE EATERIES!

     1. TAYLOR'S MAID-RITE-On 3rd Avenue-Still the BEST Maid-Rite in America. Well, that's my opinion!

     2. ZENO'S- still on Main Street-Where I ate my first pizza in a restaurant. Still think it is one of the best! Didn't think pizza would catch on when I had my first one there however!

     3. KIM'S - On North 3rd Avenue. Right out of the movies. The waitress brought your tenderloin in a basket right to your Chevy and placed it in your partially rolled down window. As a teenager, that was where you went  to see and be seen!

     4. A & W Root Beer Drive-In--Another Marshalltown Icon. Those Frosty Mugs on a hot summer night were the best.

     5. LLOYD'S- Out on old highway 30.--In the 1950's, that's where your family went on a special holiday to dine. What a treat!

     6. STONE'S-Under the 3rd Avenue Viaduct by the railroad tracks. Another Marshalltown Institution for decades. An absolute Sunday buffet dining must!

     7. CECIL'S-At the Junction. If you wanted the best and biggest breakfast just about any time!

     8. HALEY'S-North 3rd Avenue. The BEST chicken, ribs, and deli salads for miles around.

     9.  JAX-Lincolnway-The old Jax that was on the south side of the street was the one I remembered being really good as a youth from the 1950's and 60's.

     10. TREMONT-On Main Street--I am making reference to the Tremont of the 1950's era. When you could get the best comfort food-ie, "hot beef sandwich." That was a real treat as a kid, and didn't appreciate it until years later.

     11. SHADY OAKS- just east of Marshalltown. Man many years ago, that was THE place to go for a great steak and just all around good dining.

     12. EV'S-South Center-It won't hurt to throw in Ev's as the best ice-cream place around!

     13. LUNCH COUNTER AT S.S. KRESGE On Main Street. Again, back in the 1960's and for many years before, one of the best places to have lunch while up-town.



    

    

DENNIS' ALL TIME FAVORITE EATERIES/ DES MOINES

      I decided to list my favorite all time favorite eateries starting with Des Moines. This is  where most in my lifetime are/were located since I lived there for over 30 years. Then, I intend to list favorites in Marshalltown and then others around the state of Iowa.

      The list will not necessarily be the most favored first and then 2nd best and so on. But, Tasty Taco will be number one for a very good reason. I still crave those delicious one of a kind delights. To this day I very seldom go to Des Moines without having one or bringing a couple back home to Williamsburg. I will try to list each restaurant, general location and why it made the all time list.

     l.  TASTY TACO'S--Several locations around Greater Des Moines-Have enjoyed them on an on going basis for over 35 years.

     2. BABE'S--Located downtown Des Moines for years--It was THE place to go for out of towners attending basketball tournaments and the like. Great Italian food and especially the pizza!

     3. NOAH'S ARK--located on Ingersoll Avenue--Great Italian food. Visited very frequently through the years. Always a must at my birthday time. 

     4. JOHNNY'S VET'S CLUB--West Des Moines-- The best atmosphere at the time and best steaks with piano bar. A true old fashioned supper club. Many happy memories there.

     5. HELEN AND PAT'S-- Highland Park area--THE most delicious baked cavatelli!

     6.MUSTARD'S--originally located north of downtown then out in Windsor Heights. The greatest hamburger-"The Hungry Man's Special." I still miss it! Will write about someday.

     7. CARL'S GIZMO- located only each year at Iowa State Fair. One of the reasons I go to the State Fair each year is to have this special "Guinea Grinder."

     8. THE TAVERN- downtown Wes Des Moines- voted best pizza at one time and great Italian sausage sandwiches. A fun place to go.

     9. JESSE'S EMBERS-on Ingersoll--After my first divorce ate there a lot. Cozy and just plain great food. More decisions were made there than City Hall.

     10. JOE CORSO"S-Just off 8th and Grand in WDM-Hole in the wall with little atmosphere. Always thought the pizza was the BEST in the  greater Des Moines area for a long time.

     11. VILLAGE INN-WDM--THE place to go and have a week-end breakfast, especially the "Robert E. Lee." Also, on a Sunday evening a  cherry pie with two scoops of ice-cream and coffee. Oh, My!

     12. MAXIE'S-WDM on Grand.--Greatest American food at one time. Also, THE BEST service from my daughter La Risa!

     13. GEORGE'S CHILI KING- West off Merle Hay Road-- old fashion drive-up and serve you in your car. Great food , especially a tenderloin with a great chocolate malt. That greasy food did wonders for a hangover.

     14. ROCKEY'S WHITE SHUTTER INN-Fluer Drive out by the Airport. When I was a young man,  it was considered really fine dining.

     15. SMITTY'S-Army Post Road--The biggest and best tenderloin at one time. Way before the Pork Producer's started rating places.

     16. GI GI'S --Windsor Heights-Entrance down narrow space between two buildings. The best ice-cream after dinner drinks in town! A Cheer's kind of place.

     17. GINO'S-North on 6th Avenue in DM. Original location by Riverview Park. Great Italian American food.I loved it.

     18. CHICAGO SPEAKEASY--On Euclid Avenue near Des Moines River. At one time the best salad bar in town.

     19. THE LATIN KING-On the East Side. Maybe considered THE best Italian food in town.

     20. QUIDO'S-In the Savory Hotel downtown DM.-This is where you went for your anniversary. Prime Rib and  Caesar Salad prepared on a cart at your table by Quido himself.

     21. MAMMA LACONA'S-was at various locations. Didn't go there often, but, was never disappointed in any of the Italian dishes.

      Even though the restaurants I enjoyed through the years had a wide spectrum of a dining atmosphere, they all had one thing in common--GREAT food!

     

WHAT WERE THEY THINKING!

      This observation always amuses me like a lot of things do. Yesterday at the North English softball tournament this one made me chuckle once more. The restrooms are attached to the refreshment stand like a lot of places.

      The one thing I find amusing, at least in the men's side, is when you find a urinal and a toilet both together and both sitting in the open. No privacy for the toilet so if someone goes in to use it, that person will lock the door and cause the urinal to become virtually useless. 

     I have seen this on several occasions also in quick trips around. How difficult can it be to install a divider with a door for privacy? What were they thinking?

ONE MORE BASEBALL CATCH PHRASE!!

      Last year I attended a grand son's baseball game and recorded over 75 sayings that were voiced by fans and coaches alike at a typical youth baseball game. I missed one. Yesterday at a grand-daughters softball game I heard an opposing grand-mother yell out to "hit it to the green" or something to that affect.

      Then, in the course of five minutes another opposing fan yelled out something similar. How did I miss that one a year ago? I sure wish I could come up with a new phrase to replace "Good Eye." That one is driving me nuts!

THE MIND OF A FOOD JUNKIE!

      So it was Father's Day! I first had thought about fixing a big old slab of ribs and all the trimmings, but, I still am trying to watch my weight. Actually, the goal is still to lose another 5-10 pounds by this fall. The ribs can wait till the Fourth!

       So, I hedged my bet, since I like to say that I hedged! I decided to prepare a spinach quiche for brunch. Later in the afternoon, we attended a softball game for our grand-daughter and opted for just a huge bag of popcorn for only 50 cents. Such a deal! But, when we got home I stopped by the Burg Grocery and picked up a box of three Dove Bars! If you have never treated yourself to one of these delights, you haven't lived. Yes, I did eat the third one just a little after midnight!

DO YOU REMEMBER HELEN AND PAT'S?

      A lady that works with me at the Burg Grocery, asked me the other day, if I remembered Helen and Pat's restaurant.  She knew I had lived in Des Moines at one time and she remembered going there while visiting family. Well, is the Pope Catholic? 

      Somehow I found out about Helen and Pat's when I worked at Allied Mutual Insurance Company in downtown Des Moines. A car load of us from work would on occasion drive up to this Highland Park neighborhood favorite. It was located right on Euclid Avenue just west of 2nd Avenue.

        The specialty was Cavatelli.  This was a pasta baked with Italian sausage, tomato sauce, and mozzarella or provolone cheese and I am sure some special spices. It was a real treat for lunch or the evening. It was always served with garlic bread. 

     I believe it opened in the 1950's and continued well into the 70's and 80's. Someone tried to take over or "plastic up" the place in the 1990's but, it was just not the same. I am sure you can still find Cavatelli at a few Italian eateries around Des Moines like Noah's Ark or Mama Lacona's! 

ANYMORE IT'S ABOUT THE ALMIGHTY DOLLAR!

       This past week at the Burg Grocery, a nasty note was put up for employees in the lounge area pertaining to the Fourth of July Holiday. It pretty much stated in a stern way that not everyone could take the day off and that "this is a place of business" and so on. It further stated that fireworks didn't start until late in the evening.

      That just brings to mind that it is too bad that on some significant holidays, such as the Fourth of July, we can't shut down commerce for the day or, at least  in the case of a grocery store, keep the hours to noon or one o'clock. If you haven't bought or made your last minute "stuff" by then well you will survive without it! But,  I know. If you don't like change just get out of the way, right? It still feels good to grumble about it a little once in a while! 

CLOSE ONLY COUNTS IN HORSESHOES!

       We all like to set goals for ourselves on occasion. Mine was quite simple starting out. At the first of the year, my goal was to lose 20 pounds by the time the Laurel School Reunion rolled around. Call it vanity call it what you want, it would be something to, hopefully, make me feel better.

       I came close. The day before the reunion, I weighed in and was exactly one pound from my goal. No problem. But, for some reason that nasty last pound did not go away.

       Actually right this moment, I am sitting at 2 pounds over. But, I am not giving up. My next goal is to lose that next 10 pounds by the time the first Iowa Hawkeye football game day. Well, maybe 5 pounds. That's not too far off, but, I have to  keep trying.

       One good thing that has happened, over the last six months, is I have developed some new habits. No more heavy snacks after supper or during the evening before going to bed. Hardly ever if ever anything during the morning hours or in the afternoon. Smaller portions, more fruits and vegetables with very little bread with most evening meals. Zero sodas and yes lots of water  through out the day. Lastly, picking up the pace on exercising. Longer power walks in the morning along with additional leg and arm lifts.

       Don't think I have gone totally mad, as I still reward myself with fun comfort food meals that I love along the way just a little less of it at a setting. My next big goal is to be able to get a little praise from my doctor on my next check-up in October and get off the obesity classification and off the cholesterol meds. It would be nice to only be taking a vitamin and baby aspirin tablet a day.

I am 71! DON'T ADDRESS ME AS YOUNG MAN!

      I still don't think of myself as being an old or older guy. One of these silly tests I took recently on Facebook said I should be 33! Well, the other day a clerk at the local Casey's addressed me as Hey! Young Man something------! I told her that I know she didn't mean anything by it, but, she was doing it because I am older. If I was 48, she sure wouldn't say hey, young man.

     Another thing. Let me open my own door! And, while we are at it. I never like hearing Mam this and Mam that. I know it is out of respect for some but, where is the dividing line between Miss and Mam.  I always thought if you called a lady Mam that was only 26 years old that was kind of a slam.  Oh, well! Got that off  my crotchety old chest!  Just say, "Have a nice day! PERIOD.

THE OLD PHILOSOPHER/FUNNY! part lll

Hey there, cousin!

Ya say ya can't pull your car out of the mud and your in the middle of nowhere and it's pouring rain and ya can't get the top back up?

And, your paychecks all blurred and your foot went right through the gas?

And, your girls screaming bloody murder she's scared of the dark?

And, a stroke of lightning splits your motor in half and your suits shrinking up fast?

And, ya start up the windy road on foot and sixty yards barbed wire hits ya right smack in the puss?

And, ya both fall down in the mud and a wild animal comes over and runs away with your shoes?

And, your car blows up suddenly and your windshield-wiper ends up in your mouth and you can't move?

And, the mud rising up to your nostrils and you're sinking fast and ya don't hear your girl screaming anymore?

Is that's what's on your mind cousin?

AND NOW, THIS IS THE OLD PHILOSOPHER SAYING, SO LONG FOLKS!

THE OLD PHILOSOPHER/WHEN FUNNY WAS--part ll

       Hey there friend.

Ya say your radiators* never worked all winter and now that it's summer they started up again and ya can't shut them off?

Ya say your wife sent your light weight suits to the cleaners and that means you'll have to wear your itchy tweeds this morning when they say it'll hit 106 and ya gotta meet an important bin an hour and your bridge just broke  and ya pasted it together with bubble gum and ya hope it don't fall apart while doing some fast talking to this man?

And-and your shoelace just busted and ya opened a big cut on your cheek trying to even out your sideburns and your daughters going out with a convict and your wife just confessed she gave your last sixty dollars as a deposit on an air plane hanger?

Is that what's troubling ya, friend?

*part of old indoor heating system.

BRANDON'S JOKE OF THE WEEK!

     What did one loaf of bread say to the other loaf of bread? I am sure glad we are kneaded!

WHEN FUNNY WAS FUNNY! part 1

 There was a comedian and just plain all around funny guy when I was a kid by the name of Eddie Lawrence who went by the Old Philosopher. He appeared on various shows back in the 1950's and I'm sure prior and beyond that time.

     Sometimes when I see some folks get into the pity potty or bragging a little too much on Facebook, I think of his funny routine. Check it out on You Tube for its full flavor. Here it goes!

       Hiya Folks.

Ya say ya lost your job today?

Ya say it's 4 A.M. and your kids ain't back from school yet?

Ya say your wife went out for corned a beef sandwich last weekend-the corned beef came back but she didn't ?

Ya say your furniture is out all over the sidewalk cause ya can't pay the rent and ya got chapped lips and paper cuts and your feets  all swollen up and blistered from pounding the pavement looking for work?

Is that what's troubling ya fellow?

Well lift your head up high and take a walk in the sun with dignity and stick-o-it-ness and ya show the world, ya show the world where to get off.

You'll never give up, never give up, never give up....that ship!



    

PUNISHING GRANDPARENTS!

      From the 2 Cents Worth column in the Des Moines Register--------------

     There are parents that withhold their children from seeing their grandparents as a form of punishment for a personal grievance. Using children as weapons is as bad as it gets. Not only are they hurting their parents, but also depriving and hurting their own children.
                                            -Waiting for my adult daughter-in-law to grow up in Johnston.

THE IRISHMAN LOOKING FOR WORK!

     The Irishman knocked on a ladies door looking for work. She indicated he could paint the porch. When he was done he thanked her, but, indicated to her that it was a BMW she owned not a Porch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!    *taken from the movie--St. Vincent.

LAUREL'S CAROL BERTHRONG-part lll

      Do you remember my wonderful husband , Bill? He was always with me. It was said, at that time, that he was the most devoted PTO  member, as he never missed a meeting. He loved every minute of it. He died of a massive heart attack on August 8, 1984.
        Do you recall all the programs we prepared and put on for the ladies aid of the church and the complete Sunday services and Christmas program we did on Sundays? Today we would not be allowed to do it.
       I have to comment  about the wonderful discipline we had. Wherever I would walk, everyone was under control. Students were there to study and learn. They enjoyed themselves, but, they knew how to behave and to respect others.
       It was so quiet in study halls. I can recall that if I saw two students whispering, I would slip up to them and whisper to them to refrain from their conversation.
      I was teaching at Lamoille when the Laurel School Board sent the superintendent to Lamoille to ask me to return to Laurel to be principal and return discipline.
      I told the board that if they would get Alvin Clark to come as principal and I would come as a guidance  counselor, we would straighten out the discipline. They hired us both and we went to work. The first thing we did was to establish a dress code. No more slacks on the girls. The girls weren't too happy, but, the boys said they liked seeing the girls in dresses. Once again Laurel became a model school!
       Once in a while I'd have to talk with one of the boys about improving his grades. One in particular was Bill Brown. I'd have to talk to him regularly to keep him going. I used to tell him that he should make a good record as he might want to go to college when he graduates. He said he wasn't going to college. But, I didn't give up on him. Sure enough, he entered Drake University. He said he never would have made it if I hadn't hounded him.
       I could go on and on. There are so many nice memories. Perhaps you, too, can remember many incidents. In fact I would appreciate hearing about them by writing to me, also, telling me about yourself and your family. My address is: 121 DeWitt Way, Ureka, California 96097.
       I cannot close without  complimenting the wonderful teachers I worked with at Laurel. I praise them for their dedication to children. The happiest years of my life were spent at Laurel.
      Thank you for inviting me and for listening to me reminisce.
       May God bless you and keep you in good health and happy!

                                                                                                            Fondly, Carol B

LAUREL'S CAROL BERTHRONG--part II

       I also taught elementary music. The children came to the gymnasium and sat on the bleachers, while I sat at the piano below them. They were always wanting my attention. They would come down from the bleachers to tie their shoes. Tommy Shallenberger didn't want to be left out. So one day I saw him unlacing his boots. Sure enough he came down to me so I could lace his boots.
       Do you remember the Christmas productions we put on in the new gym? One night the high school put on a living Christmas tree. They used colored cellophane over flashlights to shine on their faces to make the ornaments.
       That night the little ones enacted the Christmas story. In the midst of the performance the lights went out caused by an ice storm that happened quickly. I believe it was Mr. Shaper who drove his pickup up to the gym door and flashed a special light, that he had, into the gym toward the stage. The high school students with their flashlights moved to the floor below the stage and turned their lights on the performing children.  It turned out to be a beautiful and effective setting for that Christmas story.
       Another time we put on an operetta, "Toyland." In act 2, the toys in the workshop came alive. I always wrote in parts so everyone could take part equally. Each one had something to say and to sing, and a dance or a drill. The chorus of the little Santa Claus.boys had pillow tummies. During their action part, they were to jump up and down. It became hilarious when one little fellow's tummy kept sliding down, down, down.
       I can still see Betty Jo Brown and Tommy Shallenberger, dressed as a bride and a groom, singing, "Too Young." What a production!
       I always saw to it that every boy and girl in high school was in vocal music. We had a huge mixed chorus. One year we did an arrangement of the Battle Hymn of the Republic. I was the accompanist  for the Marshalltown Men's Chorus. They too, were practicing the same arrangement. They invited our group to sing with them at their public performance. What a thrill that was for us!
       Every boy was in the boy's chorus. They dressed in black trousers, white shirts and black ties for the state contest. They looked great! When it was our turn to sing, the audience would gasp to see so many boys walk out to sing. At that time other schools were having a difficult time getting the boys to sing. But not Laurel!
      
      

REMEMBERING CAROL BERTHRONG/ LAUREL MUSIC ICON!

    A letter written by Carol Berthrong to the Laurel Alumni years ago was presented to the Laurel Alumni banquet that was held Saturday evening, June 13, 2015. It was written several years ago by Mrs. Berthrong and she was remembered by most all at the banquet as she taught music much of the 1950's. Without a doubt, she was one of the most popular teachers at the school and had a significant influence on many students there. Here is that letter to be presented in a series of three parts.

     Greetings to the Laurel Alumni from northern California, twenty miles from the Oregon border line.

      I am wondering how many of you had me for a teacher in some way. I wish I were there to have you stand, so I could count you and tell you how  much I enjoyed being associated with you. All of you were so precious to me! No teacher ever loved and cared for her students as I did for you.
      As I sit here writing, your faces are passing before me in my mind and I am reminiscing about all the various activities that happened during the years I was with you.
     I was with the Laurel School two different times. The first time I stayed four years. The school was about as perfect as a school could be. So I felt I should move on to help another school, who might need some help.
      Do you remember that we played six-man football? We had a homecoming and imagine this, we even featured a parade with floats that we enjoyed putting together with hundreds of paper napkins.
     Every week we had a pep rally. I recall the numerous skits I put together to make each rally one that was worthwhile, meaningful, and entertaining. Wasn't it fun? We even rehearsed ahead of them to be sure of their success.
       Then it was basketball season! The administration suggested that I be the sponsor for the girls B-B team as they were having problems getting along. I was told that sometimes there was even hair pulling. So I tackled the problem. We had two games a week-Tuesday and Friday nights.  Each night I made a gallon of lemonade and took Herhsey bars for the girls. It wasn't long before we were saying a prayer before our games. They were wonderful girls!
      John Craven was the  superintendent when I first went to Laurel. My office was that tiny room on the second floor of the old building, among the sewing machines, that faced west. Mr. Craven taught agriculture in the classroom next door. He talked so loudly that I could hear him teaching. Different times he tell the students to watch out when they went among the trees because the squirrels would get them.
      Across the hall was another tiny room comparable to mine with a piano, that we used to practice small groups and solos. Richard Seitman and Jack Toedt were two who were involved. Richard was "so full of the dickens" that we had a difficult time getting serious. "Fun" was his middle name. I really had to beg Jack Toedt to do a solo. I don't believe he will ever forget working on "Were You There When They Crucified The Lord
 
---------------to be continued.

BRANDON'S JOKE OF THE WEEK!

     WHY ARE COPS SO STRONG? THEY HOLD UP TRAFFIC!!

PURE MICHIGAN DAY 4

       It was Monday June 8, 2015 and we were ready to head up north from Traverse City to the Sleeping Bear Dunes area still in the Leelanau Peninsula. Our first stop was the village of  Glen Arbor. This area is of higher elevation and had a feel of being in Colorado. The town had a tight fit and was nestled in pine trees. We feel in love with it. Not a lot of traffic nor tourists this time of year. The whole area's season doesn't really begin until the Fourth of July and with the beginning of the Cherry Festival.

        The one place that was recommended to try for lunch was Art's Tavern. It sat in the center of the town and it did not disappoint. It was  furnished in light knotty pine and with college pennants galore covering the ceiling throughout. The food was five star and yet simple. It was our favorite dinning experience on this extended week-end. 

     From here we heading back down and over to the Sleeping Bear Dunes along Lake Michigan. Entering the National Park, one can take this scenic drive and stop along the way and see some of the most magnificent views in the central states. There are two stops of  absolute must sees. First, the Dune Overlook where you are in the middle of about a four mile square area called the Sleeping Bear Dunes Complex. It is absolutely breathtaking. Next is the Lake Michigan Overlook where you are standing on a platform that is 450 feet above the lake. The dunes drop at a very dangerous almost vertical decline.

      One last stop of sheer pleasure was in the lake side town of Frankfort and, a tip from a lady at a convenience store, that led us to Kilwin's which was a premium chocolate and hard ice-cream shop. What a way to say good-bye to a super week-end and a wake up call that the next day it was back on the diet trail.

From there it was back on highway 31 heading south and our eight plus hour journey back to the Burg. All I can say is "What a Beautiful Country!"
 

RESERVE MOTEL BY REMOTE/ PURE MICHIGAN DAY 2

     Upon arriving in Ludington, Michigan early evening on June 6th, we proceeded driving north to the town of Manistee for an over night stay before heading on up to the Traverse City area the next morning.

       We checked out a vintage motel, the Riverside Motel, that we saw advertised on a road sign. It set back up against an inlet to Lake Michigan. The area was quite nice and when we pulled up the sign on the office indicated it was closed for the evening. It was just past 8 pm eastern time.

      Instead of moving on, I decided to call the telephone number listed on the door and did get a response. The guy at the other end indicated what the nightly fee would be and that if I wanted to check it out just open the unlocked door on # such and such. It seemed very clean and acceptable and the key was inside laying on a desk in the room.

       Before giving him my Credit card # I had told him that I needed to see the room and that if something didn't work out, we would be coming back through in two or three days with my friend "Lenny!"  Lenny is my pretend mobster friend who will do harm on you if given the word.

      Never in my life have I rented a motel room in this trusting manner. But, even though it was odd, it worked out. I went with it based on my instinct due to the upscale area and town, plus, the motel itself was very well maintained inside and out.

       Pure Michigan Day 2 will continue-------

PURE MICHIGAN DAY 2

       Day 2, Saturday, June 6, 2015, started with checking out of the Quality Inn on the west edge of Manitowoc. Late morning we proceeded over to the lakefront area to await the arrival of the S.S. Badger at 900 South Lakeview Dr. We would be able to board by 1pm with a 2pm departure.

     Before boarding, we walked through a famer's market that was set up in the lakefront area and enjoyed the bright cool sunny day. By 1 pm, we were boarding and the ship's crew had put our car on board. I couldn't wait.

      The cruise would take approximately four hours to sail over to Ludington, Michigan with the ship sailing around 30 mph. The ship was built in 1951 and is the last ship of its kind to burn coal and steam driven. It was built originally to haul train cars across the lake and was also built as an ice-breaker. Six times around the upper deck is one mile. It was quite the experience and am glad that it was on my bucket list.

    

        

PURE MICHIGAN DAY 1

          We left Williamsburg around 10 am on Friday, June 5, 2015 for our four day journey through Wisconsin, a ferry ride across Lake Michigan, and on to the beautiful state of Michigan. Our highway of choice starting out was highway #151 all the way through Madison and on to our first stop in Fond du Lac. Along the way, we made a traditional stop at the Schultz's Cheese Haus outside of Beaver Dam, Wisconsin. You cannot go through that state without loading up on a few blocks of cheeeese!

       Our first destination was to the Calvary Cemetery in Fond du Lac, where Ilah's adopted  brother, Randy Leroy Watkins, is buried. (1958-1973.)   From there, we drove for the evening to Manitowac, Wisconsin, where we would board the S.S. Badger the next morning for our trip across Lake Michigan.

       While coming into Manitowac, we spotted a sign for a Friday night Fish Boil at a nearby Fire Station. As a lover of seafood, I couldn't resist. The feast included  big chunks of Perch, new baby potatoes, pearl onions, and baby carrots, all drenched in melted butter. I was in heaven as this was my first official Fish Boil. We had missed one years  years ago due to the late time of the season in Dorr County, Wisconsin.

       The meal also included a huge array of pies and cakes to chose from. And, this was just the first night of our holiday week-end. Oh my! It's amazing when, sometimes, if we just go with our instincts,  what will happen

 ----- to be continued!

PURE MICHIGAN DAY 3

     Before we move on with Day 4, Sunday June 7, 2015, we must mention dinner at the A & W in Manistee. It was the old fashion Root Beer Joint one remembers from days gone by. Complete with the ice cream float and chili dog. Only thing  missing was the frosty glass mug!

      The next morning was a rainy day to say the least. It was to be ignored and not get in our way of a good fourth day. To get things going we had breakfast at the House of Flavors. A local iconic  eatery in Manistee that played the Golden Oldies and from the ceiling were hundreds of 78's attached with every record label imaginable. The breakfast was just what the doctor ordered. I have always said that you can't have a good vacation without that "one memorable breakfast." This was the one!

     Then it was on to Traverse City. We had a reservation at the Anchor Inn On The Bay tucked on the S.W. Bayshore Drive just off  the West Arm Grand Traverse Bay. It was a cozy and  quaint motel complex from the 1950's, dated, but, well maintained . The furnishings were mostly antiques that were quite lovely.

       In the afternoon we ventured up the Leelanau Peninsula from our lodge to do a little wine tasting. Our recommendation from our motel owner was the Black Star Farms Winery. This was a first class compound complete with five star lodging if desired. Ilah tasted and tested a few of their finest, while I picked up some destination tips for the following day from a most helpful clerk.

      I would be lying if I said that all our dining experiences were home runs. This night it was not. I had seen a sign on a restaurant that indicated they served Italian Grinders. I thought they would be like the Guinea Grinder's that I dearly love at the Iowa State Fair. No! This sandwich is pretty much like a Sub, we are used to in Iowa. I had there pizza and it was just below average. Turned out that Mancino's is just a pizza chain known throughout Michigan. Can't win them all!
    

48 HRS. TILL BON VOYAGE!

TRY IT YOU MIGHT LIKE IT!

            The other day, I cut out a recipe for a Rueben Casserole. I have mixed feelings about trying it as I all ready like a Reuben sandwich so why try something that you already like, but, in a different package.

      I like pizza and I like taco's, but, not taco pizza's. I love a hot dog and love chili, but, not a chili dog. You get the picture. But, for some reason I like cake and ice-cream.

     Most foods in my life that I have learned to like have come with somewhat force. Learned to like  Reuben sandwich because when I was young man  and visiting friends in New Jersey, they took me to Reuben's Restaurant in New York City and of course had to try the featured sandwich. Same goes for a hotdog with sauerkraut. This was also in New York City. Same trip. Didn't want to tell the vendor that I didn't want the hot dog with sauerkraut. I was afraid he would get upset with me. You know those New Yorker's! I loved sauerkraut from then on.

     So, the moral is--Try it and you just might like it. You are right. Maybe I need to learn to enjoy a chili dog! 

     

I CAN'T WAIT TO PUT THEM ON!

     One thing I can't wait to feel again, after losing over 20 pounds, is to be able to fasten my belt and be able to look down and actually see it. The constant pulling up of ones pants to get over that "spare tire" will not be missed. Men that are extremely over weight and having those pants and belt down there where you are always in discomfort, that would be  incentive enough to lose weight.

      I do have two sizes of various pants that I have kept for a few years that I can down size into. They are straight leg jeans which, fortunately, have stayed in style. It has taken me six months to get this far, so hopefully, I will learn to continually eat well, but, in moderation. I just have to keep saying--I think I can! I think I can! 
    

PUT THAT CELL PHONE DOWN!

     Today, a lady, while checking out, was of course on her cell phone. She dropped a salad that was in a container and it fell on the floor flying all over. Instead of telling the person that she was talking to that she would call back, she kept right on gabbing and explaining what had happened. She yelled over to an employee that if someone got her a broom she would sweep it up. All the while she didn't miss a beat of the conversation! Amazing!  

DID YOU EVER TRY PEPSI & BREAD?

     Today a guy bought just three loafs of bread and four six packs of Pepsi while at the Burg Grocery. Before you start laughing, just remember we have all had strange food concoctions through our lifetime. Enough said.

      When I was a young kid, once in awhile, I would take a piece of white bread or three, when we were out of potato chips, roll them up, and dunk them in my glass of Pepsi or Coke. I would let it soak up a bit and then take a bite. Yum! I think the carbonation along with the Pop flavor was the trick. Never did try it with Orange Crush  or root beer.  Maybe 7 up once!

REMEMBERING- "GET YOUR KICKS ON ROUTE 66?"

           During the early 1960's, there was a T.V. series called Route 66. It was about two guys traveling that highway in there Corvette and doing and getting into all kinds of situations. I was reminded of this show when the song was done during a dance routine at the recent dance recital here in Williamsburg.

      A classmate, Tracy Miiller, and I during that time, like thousands of other boys and men, talked about one summer getting in a car and following that highway west. If we ran out of money we planned to just get a part time job, then keep going. A fun dream anyway!

     Another classmate, Tony Preston, and I, a few years ago, traveled from his home in Prescott, Arizona through Kingman, Arizona on our way to the Grand Canyon. That town was mentioned in the original song and along its main street were many store fronts with all kinds of Route 66 memorabilia and souvenirs.

     The original highway went through St. Louis, Oklahoma City, Gallup, New Mexico, Flagstaff, and Kingman, Arizona on to San Bernardino, California. Check out the song sometime. They are all there. Those were great days for American highways!

     


    

DID YOUR FAMILY COME OVER ON THE MAYFLOWER?

     I always thought it was funny when someone would say that they had been to Woodstock in the 1960's held in upstate New York. Who is going to dispute it?

     After visiting with a lady at the Burg Grocery this past week, she worked into the conversation that she could trace her family to the "Mayflower." Checking it out there were just 102 passengers that came over and the ship was only 80 ft. by 25 or 30 ft. wide. Not very big. You can find the passenger list for verification, but I would never want to embarrass someone telling the story if it was found not to be true. Besides, who is going to dispute it.

     In my lifetime, I have probably met at least three people who indicated their roots go back to the Mayflower. I suppose by the time you multiply out a dozen or more generations of the original families on the ship, it would be into the millions of people who could claim their origins to the Mayflower.

     Gee! My family came over mostly on a shuttle schooner down below with the animals! Most importantly, I am just glad they made it!

    

HE VAGUELY REMEMBERED FRANK SINATRA!?!?

     I really don't mind getting older most generally. It is kind of cool knowing lots of different things that most young people don't have a clue about. Example: They think that some song that just came out is new and really great! You realize, of course, that it is a remake twice over. Once from the 1950's and again in the 1980's.

     The other night at my grand-daughters dance recital, they did a dance number to Chicago sang by Frank Sinatra. I about lost it when the young college student sitting next to me, mentioned that "he thought maybe" he knew who he was. What are you going to do? It doesn't do any good to scream. Just move on!

  

YOU HAVEN'T TRAVELED WHERE?

     Recently, someone posted on Facebook the states they have traveled to and the ones remaining. Sometimes I am envious when I see someone that is vacationing in some exotic island or in the winter a warm southern state on Facebook.

     I have a niece that is currently taking a cruise in Alaska and a nephew that somewhat because of his career has traveled to many areas in Europe and right here in the USA. The grass is always greener as they say and yet I have traveled to all states in the Union except Alaska and the Carolinas. Oh, sorry! Also, North Dakota. Have been to the Caribbean a few times, Mexico and Canada. I really can't complain! And, hopefully I am not done yet.

      But, just about the time you are feeling sorry for yourself and are thinking you have missed out think again. I ran into a fellow at the Burg Grocery recently that in his lifetime has only traveled out of the state of Iowa once. That was to visit an aunt in South Dakota. It was a four hour journey to his destination! He has never been back or anywhere else out of state for that matter.  Or, what you don't know won't hurt you!

"ARE THEY COMING BACK?"

      This past Sunday, May 31st, 2015, I attended the second performance of Melinda's Dance Studio's "Bon Voyage" 3rtd annual dance recital. My granddaughter, Jenna Thurm performed in several numbers and was outstanding as a grandparent would predict.

      Ilah and I had attended the 1st performance the night before, but, I really do enjoy the dancing of all the kids from the little ones to the seniors. So much work goes into a production like that and I just love the choreography and listening to the music, especially when a number includes an oldie but a goodie.

      On the second night and  because of the huge crowd, they added an extra row of chairs right down front and I made a bee-line and ended up front row center. The story here was about a little girl that sat behind me with her parents. Each time the lights dimmed between numbers, she would say, "Are they coming back."  This went on over and over until the  intermission.

     During the intermission, I turned and commented that it had reminded me of a time when my son was little and as a family at the time we were headed to the Ozark's in southern Missouri. From the beginning of the trip he kept asking where we were going? My reply was we are going to Sedalia. Then, the next 10 minutes the same thing. Kids. You have to love them!