What a pleasant afternoon. I’m ….
What a pleasant afternoon. I’m talking about last Thursday, the last day of the big blizzard of 2023. It is nice when you don’t have to go out in it and can just watch the drifts pile up. It was nice to know the snow was coming to an end, but even nicer was the annual FFA Week supplement that came with the TRG. I’ve forgotten when it all got started, but can give former ag teacher and FFA adviser, Francis Steiner of Granton most of the credit. He suggested the idea and volunteered to contact the FFA advisers in Spencer, Greenwood and Loyal. Once the first one came out and made its way to the FFA state office, it wasn’t long until I was invited to the State FFA Convention and given an award for it. I knew then it was something special as I stood on the stage at the convention with some pretty big food and ag related businesses getting a similar award. I’ve mentioned before when I was in high school the boys took ag and the girls took home economics. I noticed this year all 10 of the Granton officers are young ladies.
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Last week I’d mentioned some articles I’d found in a November 1933 issue of the Loyal Tribune shortly after the County Board had met concerning county employee salaries. This week the Cumberland Advocate ran this article in its “A Look Back” column. “February 16, 1933 - Quite a fight developed in the assembly over a bill to reduce the minimum wages for a school teacher from $75 a month to $60 a month, after an amendment to make the minimum $65 had been voted down. The County Board adopted a resolution asking that the minimum be reduced to $50 a month.”
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Best I get back at this column. The temperature is set at a comfortable 73. Besides that, it warms from the floor up. That is fine, but I found out don’t leave a candy bar on the floor. Unless you like them soft and mushy. When the sun comes out, the comfortable 73 becomes an unbearable 78. Leaving the door open is not an option as the lady down the hall two doors needs hearing aids, but does not have them.
Noise sure travels.
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I called it a Monday nightmare. It started fine with Comfort Carrier picking me up at 8 for a 9 o’clock appointment. Once inside the clinic I noticed something a bit unusual. A long line waiting at the check-in window. As I got closer I saw the problem, a huge new sign announcing their new software equipment. It said at the bottom “It may cause delays.” I told the guy ahead of me they needed to change the sign to read “IT HAS CAUSED PROBLEMS.” Once checked in, I was told to have a seat to the side. After waiting there another 15 minutes, I went back to check it out. The lady said something about the doctor not being in yet. Funny, I thought, I’m not seeing a doctor. Finally, I got taken back and donated several test tubes of my pure red blood. I was told to go ahead to my appointment, which happened to be down in the basement, down the hall and around the corner. After getting checked out for my heart failure, I was told to lay on this table. Then things finally took the big turn. The young lady not only went to work, but also added the extra touch. She emptied my urine bag which by this time was needing it. Then I found out who this lady was. She is a granddaughter of Bob Bertz. Would she be anything but nice? Comfort Carrier brought me back here and I see all arrangements for another trip are scheduled for March 6.
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I was crowing to myself about how inexpensive it has been to drive my car. To fill my tank the other day was $27.55. Then the notice of those hidden costs arrived telling me to pay my insurance by March 19th. Darn, cost per mile just went up.
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I see Easter is a bit earlier this year than last year. Just so happens my anniversary for moving is April 14. We had picked the 15th, but because that would have been Good Friday we moved it up a day.
