Celebration

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Our oldest turned 39!!  We felt like Oprah… you get a pizza and you get a pizza and you get a pizza.  Bryon introduced HIS kids to “The Last Starfighter” and we all dug into the pizza of our choice.

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Ice cream for dessert and the evening was a success.  Cards and gifts were opened and wishes made.

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Father and son…a birthday filled with laughter, fun, mugging for the camera and making good memories.

 

Birthday in the Park

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Fun and games with the birthday boy turning double digits.  Games, play, costumes, searching for gems, pulled pork sliders and picnic food.  What fun!

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The birthday boy and his “crew” prepare for battle.

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First game of Kid Kubb goes to the little ones.

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“Wind” blows

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The “Shadow” knows

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“Fire” crackles

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“Death” ….scary

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Mom and Dad still have the energy to smile after hosting such a full energy bash.

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The birthday boy dabs out.

Small World

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While I’m not a big celebrity watcher, I do enjoy a morning talk show “The View” where a small table to women discuss daily news.  The one exception is that if I am star struck with anyone one the show, it is most definitely the most magnificent Whoopi Goldberg.

“The View” group often have guests that are usually there hawking their latest movie or book.  Last week is was Caitlyn Jenner, arguably the most famous transgender woman in the US.  She was talking about her new book.

Not being a huge fan and NOT keeping up with the reality train-wrecks on television (I do not keep up with the Kardashians.) I was half listening until I heard these two words  “Graceland” and “Iowa.”

I came back into the room, backed up the DVR and listened.  Before she was the famous Caitlyn….even before she was the famous Bruce Jenner- Olympic medal winner, Jenner attended a tiny college in Iowa, called Graceland.

My Graceland.  That’s where I attended my first two years of college before transferring to the University of Kansas.  Jenner? Olympic winner?  Graceland?

I hit google and sure enough, Jenner received a scholarship to football at Graceland.  I pulled out my Acacia yearbooks and his name was in the back of both my freshman and sophmore books.  He stayed in a dorm named “Faunce.”  I checked the pictures…..nothing.  Either book.  Hummmm.  He was an upperclassman and I don’t remember him.  But he did attend….  I checked all the yearbook snaps and BINGO!  There he was on page 140 (pictured above).

Small world, indeed.  The people you rub shoulders along the way….who knows their journey.  Those in the stands cheering on the relay race.  Did they know they were cheering on a future Olympian? Reality TV figure? Transgender Woman?

The world is a pretty interesting place, indeed.

The Great Doggy Door Escape

Don’t you have those days that you just want to get away?  I sure do.  I follow Lynz Real Cooking as she shares stories about family, her life, and the beautiful landscapes around her home in Idaho.  Enjoy her story “The Great Doggy Door Escape.”

For a couple of months both Aiden and Bennett have been looking at the doggie door, watching Kenny make his exit and trying to figure out how he does it! Well the other day it happened! Bennett is the great explorer of the two boys and he was very pleased to finally make his move! […]

via The great doggie door escape — lynz real cooking

A Man, A Dog and a Hummingbird — sanseilife

I came upon this post by Paula Matsumoto (www.sanseilife.wordpress.com) and found the video charming. My parents passed on their wonderment when it came to hummingbirds (and many creatures roaming around their acreage in Kansas).  Mom and dad would sit quietly on the porch in the early morning or the late evening at watch the hummingbirds feed.  Their code, when a hummingbird was near, was to make a “hummmm” sound yet stay very still as not to startle the feeders.

Enjoy the video Paula found and passed on in her blog:

via A Man, A Dog and a Hummingbird — sanseilife

Back to school…

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It’s September and I’m pulled by the whisper “back to school, back to school.”

Most consider New Years Eve/Day the start of a new year. (I mean, it’s in the name.)  But for me, that’s just another party.  The REAL new year starts in September.

When I was young September meant fresh lined paper, big orange erasers, pencils and glue. Ooooo and that crayon box.  As I grew older it meant seeing my friends again, new clothes, spiral notebooks and pens. College life was packed with new adventures but still had the same rhythms.

As I transitioned from student to instructor many of my supplies were purchased by the University or college.  Yet there were always special items here or there purchased for the pure joy of a new year (I’m looking at you, multi-colored post-it notes).

I’m retired now. Education was my calling.  It was hard and exhausting, joyful and exhilarating in equal parts. While it was never EVER easy, I still felt lucky to be able to earn a living by doing something I loved. Early retirement was a choice I don’t regret. As much as I loved teaching, it was time for me to pass the baton to others with the passion to teach.

Still, it’s September and I hear the whisper “back to school.”

Maxine Bowman 1924-2016

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My sister, husband, and I flew from Oregon to Kansas to attend my mother’s memorial service and spend time with our mid-west family. I shared some of the lighter moments in the post “Funerals, Family, and Food.” https://bobbibowwoman.com/2016/04/06/funerals-family-and-food/

The Lawrence, Kansas Community of Christ minister, Debbie Galbraith, was gracious enough to send me a copy of the entire memorial as a keepsake for my Oregon family.  Below are portions of the service where over 100 gathered:

“…Maxine is now re-united with many loved ones who preceded her – her parents, her six brothers and sisters, her daughter Karen and her loving husband Novy–who no doubt wondered what took Maxine so long to get there.”

“Of course we will miss her smile, gentle nature, words of encouragement, joyful outlook on life and steady presence.  But our hearts are overflowing with gratitude for a life well-lived.”

“It’s almost impossible to think of Maxine without thinking of her husband of 65 years, Novy.  They were quite a team. This is especially true in their work with the church.  Every congregation — if they are lucky — has its Matriarch and Patriarch and for those of us at University COC, that was Maxine and Novy.

Maxine’s faith was demonstrated over and over through humble servant ministry.  Whenever a new person visited the congregation, Maxine was the first to greet that person and welcome them into the sanctuary.  She studied the scriptures regularly and provided valuable insight over and over during Sunday School or other gatherings.  And I’ve shared this before…whenever our congregation competed with each other in a friendly game of Bible Jeopardy, Maxine was always the first to be drafted on a team and that team would invariably win!   And let me also say that behind that sweet demeanor of hers, she was quite competitive!”

“Maxine’s love of music is well-known.  Her gentle touch on the organ and piano was a God given talent and she developed it fully and shared it freely.  Maxine has been accompanying church services for her entire adult life.  We can safely say that would be thousands and thousands of hymns over the years on Sunday mornings and Wednesday evenings –not to mention the various weddings, funerals, or “road show” performances in nursing homes.

I once asked Maxine if she ever grew tired of shouldering this responsibility and she said “I view it as a privilege to play for the Glory of my Lord”.  I will never forget that response, and to anyone who might grow weary in their own ministry efforts, we are wise to remember her genuine enthusiasm.”

“What you must know is that in addition to her faith, there was nothing more important to Maxine than her family.  She spoke often and lovingly of her children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren, nieces and nephews, cousins and other members of her extended family.

And as her own children and grandchildren grew up, her love extended to their spouses as though they had always been part of the family.  You all were certainly a source of pride in her life and she loved each of you very much.”

“Maxine had many talents, hobbies and interests.

Cooking was one of Maxine’s favorite activities.  Indeed, one can only conclude that Maxine was a Rachael Ray before there was a Rachael Ray.  The Bowman sibs remember how Maxine made homemade yogurt while they were growing up, way before yogurt was readily available at the local grocery store.  In fact, years later when yogurt became popular on store shelves, John expressed some real surprise, when he found out that there actually were flavors of yogurt…apparently your Mom prepared the plain, vanilla variety (probably healthier that way!)

Maxine also was way ahead of her time nutritionally as she would try to sneak in “healthy ingredients” such as wheat germ, flax seed, tofu and carob into regular recipes to get her family to eat healthy.  And using the harvest from Dad Novy’s garden, Maxine would can all kinds of things to store in the basement for future consumption.

Maxine and her fruit pies were legendary.  Apparently not satisfied with store bought apples, Maxine would harvest her own from apple trees.  According to Granddaughters Renee and Carrie, this “harvesting” involved climbing up into the trees to shake out the apples.  And to the surprise of no one, Maxine actually did this into her 70’s!!”

“I also remember being the recipient of yummy dishes prepared by Maxine for our congregational potlucks.  Thinking back on those, and based on what I know now, it makes me kind of wonder if Maxine ever slipped in any wheat germ or oat bran into any of those!

To the family, music was as natural as breathing.  Maxine would often wake up the kids by belting out a song to rouse them from their beds.  And growing up on the farm, the kids were used to their Mom singing hymns out loud while working around the house.

And I never quite got the right terminology here…whether the Bowman siblings were “offered” piano lessons or “forced” to engage, but Mother Maxine taught her kids piano and was a stickler for daily practice sessions.

And the family Von Trap had nothing on Family Bowman.   Beginning in Warrensburg with Karen and Patti, and continuing on with Bobbi, John and Maggie…where there were 2 or more children gathered, there was opportunity for a choir – in multi part harmony, and led by Maxine’s encouragement and guidance!  And I’ve heard they were AWESOME!

Maxine’s family also remembers her as a talented seamstress, making clothes for each of the kids.  This talent extended not only in the sewing of kid-sized clothes, but also miniature-sized in the form of handmade outfits for Carrie’s Barbie’s and cabbage patch dolls.

Apparently, Maxine once sewed a leisure suit in a dusty rose color for Novy to wear.  Now even in the 70’s a hand-made, pinkish suit might have caused people to look twice, but I think we can all be confident that Novy wore it with pride and loving appreciation for his wife’s talents!

Maxine and Novy encouraged their family to explore the world, and this included various camping experiences closer to home.  For one particular camping trip, the sibs remember that their Mom made them each their own duffle bag…each bag had a different stripe of color that matched the color of their toothbrush!  As a mother of 5 active kids, I’m sure this was just one of the many tricks that Maxine used to keep them all organized!”

There are so many “Forever lessons” that we can learn from Maxine’s life: (1) the importance of lifelong learning.(2)…kindness to all people (3)…the importance of building a foundation in Faith through God and Jesus Christ (4) living a life of joy.”

“And in a world that might seem difficult to face without our Maxine among us…the smiles, laughter and memories she created will live on forever.”

For Maxine and her family, lovingly by Debbie Galbraith, April 3, 2015

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Thank you, Debbie, for this lovely gift to our family and those who loved our mom.