Eunice Boeve

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Abraham Lincoln meeting Grace Bedell Posted 4/12/17

Dancing in the Rain posted 1-31-17

Hate/Prejudice Posted 1/3/17

The Angel Behind "It's a Wonderful Life" posted 11/30/16

"A Poll" - Which Would You Rather Be? Posted Nov 9, 2016

Fiorello LaGuardia posted Oct 4, 2016

The Hostage's Daughter (The Church of the Locked Door, part II) posted 9-4-16

The Church of the Locked Door posted 8-6-16

Coach Lou Little posted 7-3-16

Temple Grandin: The woman who helped make the world a kinder, gentler place posted 6-6-16

The Better Angels of Our Nature posted 4-28-2016

William Allen White Posted 3/3/16

There Was a Beaver Once posted 2/5/16

Swaddling clothes.... Posted 12/28/15

The Santa Claus of the Plains Posted 12-2-15

Our American Language posted 11-3-15

Jim Henson and Kermit the Frog posted 9-3-15

The Evil That Men Do posted 8/2/15

The Centering Corporation posted 6/2/15

A Holocaust Mother posted 4/30/15 Hilter's "Brave" Nazi soldiers Rounding up Women and Children posted 4/30/15

American Sniper, the movie, and Ben posted 2/28/15

Illustration for the Newspaper in Education Story, In the Shadow of Evil. Artist: Julie Peterson-Shea .... blog posted 2/1/15

Our Mothers, Edith Boeve and Hazel Goyen posted 1-1-15

An Old Christmas Card posted 11/21/2014

A block from Jimmy's Life Quilt posted 9/3/14

Emily Morgan photo courtesy of the Kansas State Historical Society posted 8/9/14

Dr, Edith Eva Eger posted 7/11/14

Daisies are viewed by some as flowers, by others as weeds, depending on where you live. In Kansas, daisies can be tamed, in Montana, they are totally invasive, taking over fields and grazing lands. Posted 5/20/14

The top for this quilt was pieced by my grandmother and great aunts in Wyoming about 1915. My sister, Mabel, quilted it in Montana in 2003 (for me) and I have had it in my home in Kansas ever since. Someday it will go to my daughter, Kelly. Posted 4/22/14

Rosie the Riveter (She epitomized the women entering the work force in WWII) posted 3/17/14

The Fugates of Troublesome Creek posted 1/10/14

Orca Whales -- posted 11/13/13

Carmen Peone, Young Adult Author -- posted 10/5/13

Stealing Watermelons posted 8-15-13

Pet Crows - posted 7/25/13

The Next Big Thing - Books by Lee Rostadt and Janet Squires posted June 20, 2013

Robert Louis Stevenson "Some Fascinating Stories Concerning Life's End" posted 5/4/13

Olliff-Boeve Memorial Chapel posted April 7, 2013

Phillipsburg, Ks Photo by Shelia Roberts. posted Feb 28, 2013

Abraham Lincoln ---- posted 2/13/13

Emanciaption Proclamation posted 1-1-13

Santa in the window posted 12/7/12

Seth in "A Home For Us" artist Julie Peterson-Shea posted Nov. 7, 2012

"Betty Crocker" Ladies posted 10/8/12

My blue-eyed mother, Hazel E. Cline at 16 Posted 9-3-12

An Interview with Andrea Downing posted 7-31-12

In Cold Blood, a Kansas Murder Posted 7/1/12

Two Versions of an old Nursery Rhyme posted 6/4/12

Wicked Plants by Amy Stewart -- Posted 5/2/12

Boeve's Super Service Posted 4/3/12

Meg Justus, author of Repeating History http://mmjustus.blogspot.com/ Also see quick links on my Home page for Meg's website Posted 3/1/12

Boys of Baby Lager Camp playing chess, Photo by Ralph Morse, Life Magazine, posted 2/3/12

Hypnosis, once thought to be a sham, can be a vaulable tool to improve our lives. Posted Jan 2, 2012

Title: Atheists and Christmas ....... The painting of Jesus by Akiane Kramark age 8 posted Nov 30, 2011

Title: Autograph Books........Ron (my hus) then called Ronnie 8th grade 1945-46 - posted Nov 7, 2011

Title: Hobo Nickels........ carved by "Bo" George Washington Hughes - posted Oct. 2, 2011

The Buffalo Nickel

Title: Chief Standing Bear Posted 9/6/11

Title: Animal Meteorologists ........ Muffin age 6 posted 8/12/11

Title: The Sleep That is not a Sleep... Rip Van Winkle posted 7-4-11

Title: The Surviving/ Grieving Child - posted May 26, 2011

A Native American Tale posted April, 2011

Title: Embalming Bottles House - posted Mar. 29, 2011

Title: Memoirs and the "Now"in our lives - posted 2/21/11

Title: Even a Sparrow - My son, Ronnie, and the sparrow circa 1975 (note the dirt on Ronnie's chin) posted 1/27/11

Title: Women's suffrage Susanna M. Salter, age 27 Courtesy of the Kansas State Historical Society, posted 12/28/10

Title: Home on the Range - Brewster Higley's Cabin courtesy of the Kansas Sampler Foundation posted 10/7/10

Title: My sister's Dog - "Sadie" Posted 7/22/2010

Title: Comanche posted 6/28/10

Title: Moses Stocking - Mari Sandoz, 1896-1966 Library of Congress photo, posted 5/14/10

Title: Providence Spring, posted April 18, 2010

Title: Mary Fields - photo courtesy Wedsworth Library, Cascade, MT posted Mar. 17, 2010

Title: The Orphan Trains Photo courtesy of the National Orphan Train Complex, Concordia, KS - posted Feb. 21, 2010

Title: A Nez Perce Heroine -Lewis and Clark: Posted Jan. 2010

Title: Our Immigrant Ancestors - The SS Zaandam: Posted Dec. 29, 2009

Title: The Lowly Pencil - Some pencil pushers: Bro Larry (circled) & class 1946-47, Libby, Mt : posted Dec 7, 2009

Title: The Old Time Cowboy - Me with my Cowboy Daddy Posted Nov. 14, 2009

Title: Did you know? - A Hubble photo of the stars in the universe posted Oct 14, 2009

Title: The Year Without a Summer - Mary Shelley painting by Rothwell 1800-1868 Posted Sept 30, 2009

Title: Early Day Hunting Stories - posted Aug 28, 2009 - Buffaloed by Fairlee Winfield

Title: The Legend of Bad Medicine ( Mountain in the background) July 29, 2009 post

Title: Ally and the Wolves - My granddaughter, Ally, and me with a wolf pup Ally and the Wolves, July 10 , 2009 post

Title: Old Glory The Number Thirteen - July 2 post

Title: Geo Caching - Daughters Kandy and Kathy and son-in-law, Tom, on a geo cache hunt Posted June 23 post

Title: The Free Enterprise Radon Health Mine - Location Boulder, MT May 29, 2009 post

Title: My Birthplace, Libby, Montana April 28,2009 post

Title: Kathleen Sebelius - Ron and I with Kansas Governor Sebelius, now Health and Human Services Secretary May 12, 2009 post

Title: My friend, Angela - A descendant of slaves who settled Niccodemus, Kansas April 10, 2009 post (photo by Carol Yoho)

Title: A Trip to Kentucky - (Kandy's cat) March 2009 post

Title: Margaret Borland, Texas Rancher - (Borland's Tombstone, Victoria, TX) posted March 2009

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Only in a Small Town

February 28, 2013

Tags: Small towns, Phillipsburg, Kansas, pig farms, Glen Elder, bridal shops

Only in a Small Town


My niece got a job in Lawrence, Kansas and is leaving us here in Phillipsburg where she grew up and has lived nearly all her life. She raised her kids here and they’ve now spread their wings and so, it seems, has she.
Our town is tiny, comparatively speaking. If a hundred families with ten kids each, plus the grandparents, moved here, we’d still be under three thousand and we’d still not need more than the one stoplight. (See photo)
I heard the news from Roger, my computer guy who had come to root out the gremlins that had taken over my computer. That evening I called my daughter who lives out of state and told her. My daughter, although raised here, has lived in the city many more years than she’s lived here. When I told her about her cousin, she asked the usual questions and to every one I prefaced my answer with Roger says. But it was when she asked if her cousin was selling the house, and I said, “Roger says, not right away,” that she burst out laughing. “Only in a small town,” she said. And it’s true I guess. We all know, pretty much what our townspeople (I resisted using townsfolk, that’s just a little too Andy Griffith) are doing and cheerfully or sadly, or gleefully, whatever the case, we pass it on. Actually, it’s a good way to live, if you don’t live a sordid life. But even if you do, you get by with it as long as you don’t mind folks talking about you. (Oops, I used the word folks, didn’t I?)
This exchange reminded my daughter of when she was in college and brought her roommate home for a weekend. (Alice was from a really BIG city). “Remember that pig farm just on the edge of Glen Elder on highway 9?” my daughter said. “Sure. Porter’s Pigs,” I replied. “Remember what happened when Alice saw that farm?” she asked. I didn’t and so she told me that when they drove up by the farm, Alice suddenly yelled, “Stop! Stop!” My daughter said, “I slammed on the brakes and I think for a second my heart stopped too, and I, expecting some awful something about to befall us, yelled back at her with words similar to “What’s the matter!” “Pigs!” Alice said, pointing a finger toward the farm by the side of the road. “Pigs! I’ve never seen live pigs before.”
Her story of Alice and the pigs reminded me of when I was in high school and lived in a small town in Idaho, a farming/ranching community. A young man from New York City came to town and found our world as new to him as we would have found his, if suddenly transported there. I don’t remember his dad’s occupation, but his mother owned a bridal shop. Not until he came to Idaho had he ever set foot outside the city. He had never driven a car or seen live farm animals. In this small Idaho town (yep, another little town-I’ve never lived anywhere else) bridal shops don’t pay, but a shop with saddles and bridles just might. So when this guy got all excited about seeing a horse, my friend and classmate queried him in disbelief. “You’ve never seen a horse?” she said. When he reiterated that fact, she looked at him, amazement written all over her face, and said, “You’ve never seen a horse and your mother has a bridle shop?” (more…)

Abraham Lincoln

February 13, 2013

Tags: 13th amendment, Abraham Lincoln, Emancipation Proclamation; Pat Conroy, The Water is Wide, Lincoln Kansas, Buffalo Soldiers, slaves

I saw the movie, Lincoln, yesterday afternoon on Lincoln’s birthday in the Finch Theatre in Lincoln, Kansas. Lincoln, population 1,328, was one of the towns selected to hold a special showing of the film on Lincoln’s birthday. The town, which holds a yearly reenactment of all things Lincoln, and will again this weekend, put on this special event with music, a panel discussion, and food. Many of the attendees were descendants of former slaves, some in the uniform of the Buffalo Soldier. The Lincoln hosts dressed in period dress and it appeared as if all of the really tall men were Lincoln-look-a-likes. Also present was a young woman from California who represented the film company and I assume Mr. Spielberg.

In an interview on TV a few days ago Daniel Day-Lewis said that in his research and actual portrayal of the man he played in the film, he came to love him. (So did I, just watching Day-Lewis as Lincoln.) I plan to see it again and there are few movies I can say that about.
Lincoln was a natural story-teller and his “stories” certainly added to our enjoyment of the film, a light touch in a grim period in America. So in honor of this man who changed our world, whatever our color, with his dogged determination to pass the 13 amendment which established the right to freedom for the slave which the Emancipation Proclamation did not fully do, I looked up some of his stories to share with you.

A traveling preacher called on a frontier family and after a time began lecturing them on their apparent godlessness. The mother insisted they did have a Bible, but she wasn’t sure where it was, so she dispatched the children to look for it. Finally a few tattered pages were brought to light. “Well,” the woman said, “I had no idea we were so nearly out.”

He often made fun of his features, once saying he met a woman while riding horseback in the woods. As I stopped to let her horse pass, she also stopped her horse and gazing at me intently said, “I do believe you are the ugliest man I ever saw.” Madam, you are probably right, but I can’t help it.” “No,” she said, “You can’t help it, but you might stay at home.”

The morning he was to dedicate the National Cemetery, his aides, worried he’d not be on time, fussed at him. “You fellows remind me of the day they were going to hang the horse thief.” Lincoln said. “The road to the hanging place was so crowded with people going to the execution that many of them crowded past the wagon carrying the prisoner. ‘What’s your hurry,’ the prisoner called out. ‘There ain’t going to be any fun until I get there." (more…)