REFLECTIONS OF GRANDMA KATIE

GRANDMA KATIE
By Diane Frame Bertone for all of her grandchildren

carr_katie_ester_labelOur Grandma Katie came to Oklahoma from Arkansas in a covered wagon pulled by two mules, “Pepper and Ader”, when she was only five years old. The family milk cow was tied to the back of the wagon. The trip took five to six days. Grandma Katie passionately told about crossing the river at Webber Falls on a ferryboat. She was so very scared that the wagon would fall into the river, and she said her little feet nearly froze off. The family cooked on a campfire (more…)

LETTER FROM JANE RUSH UPDATE #2

Sent: Fri, Oct 1, 2010 9:31 am
Subject: Update 2

Thank you all for your e-mails, thoughts and prayers.  I am truly blessed to have such a wonderful group of friends and family.  It has been a week since I last updated you.  So here goes…

I had my MRI last Friday morning.  I did not move too much to blur the images.  Sitting perfectly still for 32 minutes is really hard.  Of (more…)

WWNMD

I was backpacking with my brother Jeff. As one is prone to do in those situations, we were discussing a wide range of topics attempting to solve all the world’s problems. Please just ignore the fact that it was a short two day hike that would barely allow us to get past the first dozen or so.

We were discussing something which for the all the pot in Humboldt county, I cannot recall. I do remember it involved an ethical decision on how to proceed in some circumstance. We rocked on for a couple (more…)

LETTER FROM JANE RUSH

To our Family,

  Over the past several years I have had the joy of developing a special friendship with Jane Rush, Jeff’s sweet wife.  The year we spent planning and working on the Carr Reunion has deepened my appreciation of her.  She embraces serving others with such energy and always exhibits God’s love to those around her.  Now she and Jeff are facing a difficult challenge that we as their family and (more…)

I see you smoke…

One story I have shared with many folks over the years is about smokerAunt Peggy. She had some cards, may still have some for all I know, that she carried in her wallet.

Upon the cards were the words, “I see you smoke, well I chew. If you do not blow your smoke on me, I will not spit on you.”

I never saw her hand it to anyone, but I am betting that she did from time to time. It was certainly a nice, humorous way to get your point across.

The Quotable Juanita

carr_wilma_juanita_rslMy father passed away 5 years ago February 19th. He had a massive stroke back around 1996. He basically cheated death at that time, and my mother always referred to the ensuing years as “their bonus” years. And they were.

Even though he had been in poor health for many years it is still a shock when your partner of 50 plus years dies. My mother was cast adrift in her grief for a considerable period of time. But time is (more…)