Sunday, June 24, 2012

It's a Small World

I hope my title doesn't start your brain "flashbacking" the lyrics to Disney's Small World theme song.  After visiting that venue about a million times during my children's growing up years, the song would swirl in my head (and make my head swirl like those little puppets) for days after.

My "small world" event happened this past weekend at an EWGA semi-finals golf tournament in Bonita Springs, Fl.  After getting my butt kicked in our practice round by a course that ate up golf balls like they were buttered popcorn, I went to dinner with the two women I had driven over with from my Miami Chapter.

During dinner we were sharing histories and getting to know each other and one of the women, who had grown up in California, said that she used to go to Ohio (where I am from)  to visit relatives in Youngstown, where her father grew up.  Wow, we marveled over the fact that I grew up in Youngstown for a while and the fact that I knew where her grandparents lived and that she knew many places I knew.  Then she commented that they also would visit Bessemer, Pa. all the time.  What??  That is where my father was from!  A little tiny community with a lot of Swedish immigrants.  She asked my father's name and I told her Nord.  She said that was odd, her mother's best friend was a Dorothy Nord who had even been to her house in Miami when her mother was very ill from cancer years ago.  Bingo.  This is my aunt!  She was married to my father's brother.  Well, we were just amazed and discussed all our common memories.  She went to the same Presbyterian Church that my father's family belonged to when she visited (she even recalled Rev. Picklesheimer - who's widow married two of my uncles in sequence making her name Pauline Picklesheimer Nord Nord, much to the niece and nephews merriment), she swam in the same quarry, etc.  She even recalled the house and street her grandmother lived in.   The next day, she said that she had had trouble falling asleep thinking of the coincidences, and I did too!

Jan, my friend, is going to recollect names and I am going to call my remaining living Aunt Betty who, despite being in her 90's, has absolutely phenomenal recall, to see what she remembers of the Benson's from Bessemer. 

We had such a fun weekend.  I have plugged EWGA (which stands for Executive Women's Golf Assn.) before because it is a wonderful organization and a great way to meet bright and interesting women.  And the golf events, leagues and opportunities to play are outstanding.  You want to learn to play golf by the rules? Join this organization.  They are not all perfect, by any means, because competition can bring out an ugly side in people.  But, most are wonderful, and they love to have fun.  At the awards luncheon, after the tournament, the bar at the resort golf course actually ran out of white wine. Because these women love to PARTY!  There was loud whooping, and cheering and friendly inter Chapter teasing,.  The Naples Chapter chanted "drum roll" and a winner from their Chapter had to roll on the floor back to their table with her trophy.  It was a hoot.  And now, I have a new friend who shares a bit of history with me.  Cool!
Miami Contingent

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Old Seven Mile Bridge

I had a nice surprise today at work when a guest coming in to the office to check out was wearing one of our Friends of Old Seven hats.  He picked it up at the bridge itself where we have a people set up to answer questions, get signatures on our petitions, take donations and sell items for the cause. 

If you haven't seen our new website, please visit www.friendsofoldseven.org.  I worked hard with a design group to create it,  and am proud of the outcome.  We sell a few items there and all the proceeds are going back into the organization.  But, we are desperate for money.  It costs a lot to get the word out.  And, with the economy in the toilet, people are not doling out the monies to charities like they might have in the past.  We are working on different types of fundraisers but need to come up with a substantial amount in order to hire an engineering firm to give us actual repair numbers to present to the County Commissioners in September.

I am talking like $100,000 by Fall!

Think about donating for me.  I have been responsive over the years to so many requests I cannot count.  Now it is my time to ask.  I know it isn't going to cure cancer, or give a sick child a dying request or help someone who is the victim of a natural disaster or political unrest.  But, it will help to save and restore a part of history for hundreds of thousands of people to continue to enjoy each year.  And maybe it will remind them of what people can accomplish.   Just go to the website, and click on the donate button.  Hey, will spending $10, or $20 (or more?) really impact your lifestyle?


Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Busted



The top photo shows a pool at our rental that is getting a new pool deck.  The bottom picture shows the workers who were supposed to be installing the deck, in the pool.  The workers did not know the renter was inside taking the photos.   Enough said.

Sunday, June 3, 2012