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“Old friends looking up to watch the birds/ holding arms to climb a curb”*

by chuckofish

It was good to get the hell outta Dodge, as we so quaintly say in my neck of the woods, and visit the lovely state of Virginia and my lovely friends, Harriet and Allan. The weather couldn’t have been more beautiful. We were wined and dined and generally indulged. Of course, I did not take many pictures, but these will give you an idea…

We checked out their beach house down the road in Virginia Beach…

…and we checked out my old stomping grounds in Williamsburg–William & Mary–which was celebrating homecoming and having a reunion weekend, but we missed the rush.

We stepped inside my old church, Bruton Parish…

…and walked around Colonial Williamsburg…

We saw General Lafayette…

…and we took care to get a photo of daughter #1 with him to share with our DAR chapter since we have just celebrated the 200 anniversary of his visit to St. Louis.

I really enjoyed being back there and re-living one of the deeply spiritual moments of my life, running into John Wayne on Duke of Gloucester Street when he was in town filming the Perry Como Christmas Special in the fall of 1978.

The next day we ventured over to Yorktown on the anniversary of the surrender of General Charles Cornwallis to General George Washington and the French fleet during the American Revolutionary War. We were very impressed with their museum there…

…and the town is beautiful.

We especially enjoyed the fife and drum corps in the living history encampment…

I definitely recommend visiting these important historic sites!

We spent a lot of time talking (and drinking wine) as we ladies like to do, and that, of course, was the best part of our visit!

*Willie Nelson

The House Was Quiet and The World Was Calm*

by chuckofish

I am back from my travels. I had a fabulous time, but the return trip was arduous. It took about 12 hours to get home because we were delayed in Baltimore–updating the software on the plane (for real?) took much longer than anticipated–modern problems. It was taxing, but daughter #1 and I made it and she even managed to retrieve Mr. Smith from the kennel three hours after closing time.

He was happy to be home and he loved the tri-corner hat chew toy she brought him from Colonial Williamsburg.

Tomorrow I will have a longer post about our visit to Virginia, but for now, this is all I can do.

*Read the poem by Wallace Stevens here.

Let us continually offer up a sacrifice of praise to God*

by chuckofish

I hope you are feeling the joy, joy, joy, joy down in your heart like this little angel and that you had a good weekend!

Daughter #1 and I had a super fun roadtrip down to southwest Missouri where we were adventurous and checked out the Top of the Rock on our way to Branson. She even drove us in a golf cart around the Ozarks Heritage Preserve…

…through a cave…

…and over bridges…

…and waterfalls…

It was really very cool! We saw a lot of natural “table rock” formations…

The museum there is also very well done–lots of collections of arrow heads and ax heads and Indian clothes and baskets and pottery, dinosaur bones (Terror Birds! Hell Pigs!) and Ozark history.

It was all very well done–beautifully displayed and curated–I was impressed.

My daughter says I look like Sasquatch

After that we checked into our hotel–the Chateau on the Lake resort in Branson where our DAR State Conference was being held.

The view from our balcony

I didn’t take many pictures at the actual conference. Just imagine over 400 older ladies wearing patriotic scarves and jewelry and sashes.

DAR celebs

When daughter #1 and I were having a glass of wine in the hotel bar Thursday night a man came up to where we were sitting and asked us, “What is going on here? I’m the only dude in the whole bar!” We explained the situation and he headed out.

We played hooky on Friday morning and drove down the strip in Branson where we saw the Titanic!

…and King Kong! And John Wayne! And Elvis!

It is really quite the place. The twins would be in absolute heaven!

We came home on Saturday afternoon. As you can see, the weather was glorious the whole time–just perfect for exploring our beautiful state.

I was gone two nights and three days and, thank the Lord, the OM did not burn the house down. (He did the taxes in peace and quiet.) We made it to church Sunday morning and got to hear the Children’s Choir (including the twins) enthusiastically sing “To the King, Sing Hosanna”. We had three baptisms! It was lovely to be back.

Now I have a very busy week ahead. And it is darling daughter #2’s birthday today!

We can’t wait to see her this weekend and celebrate her birthday with the whole fam! And Easter!

*Hebrews 13:15

They took Nick at Nite and made it a town

by chuckofish

Today daughter #1 and I are driving down to Branson, MO to attend the Missouri State DAR Conference. As you can see, it is a fer piece to the Ozark Plateau.

I am going along to keep daughter #1 company, but I guess I am an actual delegate, so I will have to pay attention part of the time.

Anyway, I am keeping an open mind and looking forward to getting the hell out of Dodge out of town.

It is not supposed to rain the whole time so hopefully we will be able to get out and enjoy the beautiful Missouri scenery! In a golf cart!

Prayers for travel mercies deeply appreciated.

And this makes me laugh every time…

“Crying – acceptable at funerals and the Grand Canyon.”*

by chuckofish

Well, I did not cry at the Grand Canyon. And I did not cry in Monument Valley, despite a lot of teasing by daughter #1 concerning that.

But the Grand Canyon is pretty overwhelming, I must say.

“We are all starved for the glory of God, not self. No one goes to the Grand Canyon to increase self-esteem. Why do we go? Because there is greater healing for the soul in beholding splendor than there is in beholding self.”

–John Piper

Always promoting Ultimate Lacrosse

I talked to my Bible Study leader, a woman in her eighties, on Sunday about our trip and she said she had been to the Grand Canyon with her husband and they had hiked from the South Rim to the canyon base. I was, like, WHEN? She said, oh, a few years ago, when I was in my late fifties-early sixties. Well, we made it to the South Rim (by train) and stayed there! The OM was really having trouble, but even so, I would not have attempted hiking. I saw three separate elderly men trip and fall and other people take ridiculous risks to take photos. I was not there to prove anything.

We stayed at the Grand Canyon Railway Hotel in Williams, AZ, “where comfort and leisure await”…

…and took the two-hour and fifteen minute train ride to the canyon and back with a three-hour stopover. This was perfect for us. During that time we spent a goodly portion in the bar of the historic El Tovar Hotel just steps away from the Rim. Teddy Roosevelt stayed there.

I feel no shame about this.

We all really enjoyed the train ride to and from the Canyon. There were even cowboy re-enactors who arrived on horseback…

…and then appeared on board to rob the train. (One was a dwarf.) Lottie perked up when she heard about this development–“Wait a minute. You were robbed?! The train was robbed?”

Hokey, maybe, but enjoyable, although daughter #1 was unamused when she, of course, was singled out by the “Marshall” (twice) to engage with.

Anyway, the train is the way to go–no parking, no waiting in line, a bar car.

We had some fun on this trip, but, as always, I was glad to get back to my flyover home.

Also, if you want to help the people in North Carolina and all those effected by Hurricane Helene, give to Samaritan’s Purse.

Samaritan’s Purse is responding in five locations after Hurricane Helene left a 500-mile trail of devastation from the Gulf Coast of Florida to the mountains of western North Carolina.

  • The storm hit Florida late on Thursday, Sept.26, as a Category 4 hurricane. It then tore through Georgia and the mountains and foothills of the Carolinas, toppling trees and causing severe flash flooding. The damage is historic. More than 225 people have died, with many still missing.
  • We have established 3 relief bases in North Carolina and stretching into eastern Tennessee. Volunteers are also working at sites in Georgia and Florida.
  • Volunteer teams started work on Sept. 30 from all six locations.

Please pray.

*Ron Swanson, “Parks and Recreation”

Yá’át’ééh

by chuckofish

Hello! We made it back from the Navajo Nation and Arizona.

All went pretty smoothly and my travel planning skills were generally high-fived all around. The OM had some trouble adjusting to the altitude, but he soldiered on. We hydrated. Daughter #1 did a A+++++ job as our driver/navigator/community engagement coordinator.

Monument Valley is a remote place and it is not easy to get to. It was a six hour drive from Phoenix (this after getting up at 3 a.m. to make a 6:00 a.m. flight!) through the mountains. No one told us Flagstaff is in the mountains! (If I knew, I had forgotten.) Daughter #1 will regale you with her memories of this later in the week.

But we made it and I am amazed when I look back at my photos and realize, yes, we were actually there in this amazing, other-wordly place. You literally can not take a bad picture.

We stayed at Goulding’s Lodge, which has been in operation 100 years. It is where John Ford and his actors and crew stayed and that is respected and honored, but not overdone or commercialized.

We enjoyed it very much and would recommend it highly. There is a dusty old museum…

…and you can go in Nathan Brittles’ (John Wayne’s) cabin from She Wore a Yellow Ribbon.

We stayed in a “villa” and not the main hotel…

This was our view in the morning, drinking coffee on the porch…

We took a great 3.5 hour tour led by Sam, our Navajo guide, through Monument Valley. We rode in a Hatari-reminiscent open vehicle and got out at many points along the way and walked around.

Our fellow tourists, most of whom were Europeans (French and German), looked exactly like variations on my brother and sister-in-law. We were all exhausted and dusty by the end. Wonderful.

Truly it was kind of a religious experience for me, on the level with going to the Holy Land a few years ago. No kidding. I loved everything.

Back home on Saturday night I watched My Darling Clementine (1946) and it was awesome.

On Sunday we watched Ford’s masterpiece, The Searchers (1956). OMG.

Wow.

Tomorrow I’ll tell you about our adventures at the Grand Canyon!

P.S. Many thanks to daughter #2 and DN for taking care of the blog last week! Much appreciated. (Hope it didn’t inconvenience the prairie girls too much 😉!)

There’s not a plant or flow’r below, but makes Thy glories known,
And clouds arise, and tempests blow, by order from Thy throne;
While all that borrows life from Thee is ever in Thy care;
And everywhere that we can be, Thou, God, art present there.

–Isaac Watts, 1715

Hillbilly rock etc.

by chuckofish

We made it to Jefferson City on Friday and the Marty Stuart concert was superlative! Our seats were front and center and we could really see everything. It wasn’t too hot and there was a nice breeze. Marty, Cousin Kenny, Handsome Harry and Chris Scruggs were rockin’. Before the concert we also managed to have a lovely and relaxing lunch at the Les Bourgeois Vineyard in Rocheport on the Missouri River.

Can’t do much better than that.

We spent the night in JC and then we drove to Boonville where we dropped daughter #1 off at a DAR Regent workshop. The OM and I then drove home where I went to a good estate sale at the kind of house I like best–one where someone has lived a long time and has a lot of stuff like my stuff. Best is when I can figure out whose house it was. (I did.) I usually find something. I got some books and a Christmas present.

We picked up Mr. Smith at the kennel, but it was pouring rain and he freaked out, becoming enraged by the windshield wipers. I talked him down from the ledge and we made it home, thankfully, without wrecking the car, and daughter #1 retrieved him after returning from her DAR workshop. He was happy to be back home again and at his post…

I went to Sunday School and church as usual where we had a trombone accompaniment (with piano) to our hymns, It was different, but surprisingly effective. I was also pleased to hear that my old colleague Abram Van Engen, the Stanley Elkin Professor in the Humanities and chair of the English department at my former flyover university, is going to give a talk at church in a couple of weeks about his new book, Word Made Fresh: An Invitation to Poetry for the Church. He is a fellow admirer of the Puritans. I ordered the book and look forward to reading it.

I watched Red River (1947). Did you? Walter Brennan won three Academy Awards, but he really deserved one for his portrayal of Nadine Groot. A terrific and layered performance. John Wayne is iconic and Montgomery Clift at the beginning of his career was never better.

Anne had a good take on the anti-Christian display and general debauchery at the opening of the Olympics with good links to other comments. “I like telling my 10 & 7 year-olds, “We’re skipping this because those are men dressed up like women” and seeing the look of revulsion on their faces. God’s created order is pretty straightforward to kids.” We’ll try to keep our sense of humor and as usual just turn off the telly, keeping in mind Romans 1:24-25.

Meanwhile we will be girding our loins and staying inside this week as we have this to look forward to…

Jealous of the boy and his fam who are in Hilton Head…

Have a good week! Go in peace to love and serve the Lord.

Postcards from Michigan

by chuckofish

We had a wonderful time hanging out on Lake St. Clair with my brother and his wife. The marsh is beautiful there and a treasure trove of birds and other wildlife.

We went out in the boat…

…and drove to Port Huron, a nice town on Lake Huron with a good coffee shop. We sat on folding chairs and watched the big boats go by on the lake and on the St. Clair River.

Mostly we talked and talked. We are great talkers. We also celebrated my brother’s upcoming birthday…

Sunday we went back to Grosse Pointe and then I flew home without much ado that evening. Daughter #1 picked me up at the airport and I got home around 9:30. (The OM managed to get to Nashville and back and not burn the house down in the meantime. 🙌)

After the gorgeous Michigan weather it was a blow to return to 95-degree St. Louis! But bright and early the next day I arrived at church for the first day of VBS.

It was hot as blazes outside but I survived. Afterwards I went home and ate a big bowl of ice cream and took a nap. It will be a wild ride, but I think I’m up to it!

“They will not hunger or thirst,
Nor will the scorching heat or sun strike them down;
For He who has compassion on them will lead them
And will guide them to springs of water.”

–Isaiah 49:10

Home again, home again, jiggety jig

by chuckofish

Just a quick post to say I got home safe and sound after a lovely sojourn in Michigan. The weather was lovely and it was, of course, great to spend time with my siblings.

I’ll post more postcards tomorrow! Now on to VBS!

Gaily bedight

by chuckofish

So I am off to Detroit this morning and points north. As usual, I am traveling alone (the OM is going to a conference in Nashville), but I tell myself:

You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes
You can steer yourself
Any direction you choose.
You’re on your own. And you know what you know.

I can handle it, right? I am thankful that my brother will be there to meet me.

See you soon!

P.S. Happy Father’s Day to all you good fathers!