Just to get Shellie all excited!!!

O. K. Shellie - just think of this amazing event. (The rest of you are allowed to laugh). When my Museum buddy bid me farewell yesterday he said - (are your ready?) and I quote, "Goodbye, sugar." Never, in all my 84 and 1/2 years have I been called "sugar" - and, as you all well know, it does not fit me in any way, shape or form. It must be a deep South expression.

Scarlet fever

Out of the blue, Gavin took on a red rash. Much to everyone's surprize, it was scarlet fever. I am happy to report that he seems to be responding to treatment and is back to being a cheerful and very busy two year old.
However, it did remind me of the good old days when scarlet fever attacked the Little family in Des Moines, Iowa. First was my oldest brother - thirteen years of age. My Dad and my oldest sister were allowed to escape to stay with friends for four weeks. Jeanne was approaching fifteen. My Mother, brothers Ralph(12) and Don (8) and I(10) were housebound for three weeks. Howard was really quite sick and among problems, he took up sleep walking. The results were that Mother had to wipe down every doorhandle with Lysol every morning. That is truly the extent of my memories of that time. Howard, by the way, was housebound for four weeks.
Then, two or three weeks late, sister Jeanne was diagnosed with scarlet fever and while the Doctor was at the house, he decided that I, also, had joined the ranks because I had a slightly sore throat. Back to isolation from the world. Once again, Dad moved out of the house. And there was Mother, once again house bound with all five of her kids - and even worse (for me) Jeanne and I had to stay in bed for three of the four weeks. Jeanne was sicker than I - actually, I never ran a fever or felt sick but I was diagnosed and that was all there was too it. I had to spend the same three weeks in bed and another week getting my strength back.
Both times there was a large yellow sign on our front door warning the world that it was dangerous to enter our abode.
I have often wondered how Mother survived the spring of 1936.

I love Barry - but

I totally dislike Microsoft 7 at this point in my life - and I do mean, totally! My new computer is decidedly faster, but like my old one, it continues to look me in the eye in a very wicked manner. Howevery, I did manage to get on my blog so maybe I will find my way through this new maze. And I am on the verge of changing to Comcast for my internet activities - supposedly, it will be faster and for one year, it will be cheaper. Life is ever so exciting!

Barry

There are no words etc. Barry came over to see what he could do to pep up my computer and walked in with a new computer. It is not all hooked up yet so this is on my snail computer - but my life should be simplified ere long. My morning battles with my computer have been rather frustrating - the waiting, waiting, waiting for it to decide to respond - nightmarish!

Great week!

This has been an amazing week. I have been reading lots on the gold mines in this area - Karen suggested that I explore Russ's "Gold Flat Chronicles" - and I certainly found a gold mine of information. I had not realized that there had been hydraulic mining in Dutch Flat - and the Green Valley - and Alta, and Gold Run - and you name it.
Anyhow, I also learned alot about the law suits that stopped hydraulic mining - really interesting. I have pursued that subject on the internet also - and really am enjoying that subject.
ALso of great interest was all he wrote about the problems with the Chinese - certainly brings to mind the problems with illegal immigrants today. The Chinese were legal but caused major fears all over northern California. San Francisco even many a rule prohibiting Chinese in the city - the federal government over ruled them.
Then I went to a Historical Society meeting and heard a talk about Lyman Gilmore and the never ending question - did he or didn't he actually be the first to fly a motorized craft? The speaker thought not. I came home and did some internet reading re Gilmore and found that he did alot of experiments along the North Fork Canyon - even had witnesses from Colfax on at least one occasion.
Obviously, I could (or may have already) bore you to death. So, with a what's next story I will adjourn. I head for the Museum later this morning and will have the pleasure of taking Terry on a tour - that should be fun. He is really excited.

Much Ado About Absolutely Nothing

O.K. here we go -

Karen - Where are you?
Jennifer-e - Where are you?
Brian - Where are you?

It is great to have nice blogs from Janet and Greg - and the pictures that Shell posted etc. are wonderful. I am so jealous of Janet and her travel plans - my idea of perfection - driving anywhere in the good old USA.

Karen and Barry had a wonderful two weeks exploring Colorado. It was fun hearing about their adventures and what could easily have been misadventures.

Summer has arrived - and I am still waiting for spring. My arm continues to keep reminding me that it is there - a total nuisance! My, how exciting my life is!

Among the missing?

Where are you Janet?

Where are you Greg?

Where are you Jen?

Where are you Brian?

Where are you Karen?

Where are you Shellie?