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Tuesday, April 28, 2015
And they called him Elijah, Elijah Paul!
Quite a moniker to hang on a newborn nine and a half pound boy. Yes a big event in our household, huge. The healthy little guy is Grannie Annie and my first great grandson.
We are happy. especially so as both his mama and the little guy survived his birth in fine shape and are doing well.
Next step is to travel to their home in Southern California to get acquainted with the little guy sometime in the, hopefully, near future.
When pondering a name for the upcoming blessed event Elijah's daddy, an active duty Marine, happened up on a YouTube video of a couple hundred animated Marines singing the Christian song "Days of Elijah."
Semper Fi.
The warrior prophet Elijah was a ninth century B.C. found in 1 Kings 17 who was concerned that King Ahab was attempting to turn the Hebrew people away from the worship of Jehovah to the apostasy of Baal worship.
Elijah objected and won the day against Ahab and his Queen Jezebel. Gee maybe our little Elijah can grow to become a warrior like his daddy and his Biblical namesake. Looking at the world today I am thinking we need his services.
A few weeks ago I wrote of the remaking of Barnett Park into the pleasant place that it is today. In reply a cousin who lives in South Dakota wrote reminiscing of what it was like there some 60+ years ago.
Thank You Dick for this column.
Brings back so many memories. Grandma and Grandpa Moreau lived at 208 South street, and us girls explored those banks and the smelly swap more then we should have.
They had a garden at the bottom of the cliff with a long stair going down and even a pig pen for garbage. And yes the sewer emptied out over the bank. Such fond memories of digging in the cliff bank and the time us girls along with Ted Burgess's grand kids rolled tires over the cliff, WOW some rolled clear across the swamp. You might say all H--- broke loose the next week and Ted made his grandkids retrieve all the tires, of course we were not there for the wrath, but were not allowed to play with them anymore.
When the big diesel engines on the railroad came, they could not turn around at the round house, so they had to come down towards Grandma's house to be switched directions and we would run out and wave at the crew and get a blast from the horn, so much fun.
Having problems with renters; Dad sold the house and that person got so mad at his renters he had the house burnt down. I have a picture from the Gazette of it burning that still makes me cry, a HOME so full of memoires.
Would be a beautiful site for a home looking down into the park.
Sharon
Intrigued with building a home on the now-empty lot I checked and found the area zoned RM, Residential Medium Density. Meaning that siting a home there to enjoy the grand view over the park and Republican River Valley is entirely permissible. Sharon has a valid point.
Grannie and I dutifully cast our ballots in the Special Election to answer the City's quest for extension of our local option sales tax.
It being Red Willow County's first ever 100 percent election by mail I'm intrigued how it will all work out. For one, balloting by mail is considerably less cost than sending workers to man/(woman?) polling places on a day-long one-issue election.
Speculation is that the turnout of voters will be much greater than in recent "live" elections. Whether that will argue for a better chance of the issue passing only time will tell.
Stay tuned.
That is how I saw it.