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Life In The Village

Before I begin telling you about life in the Village this week, I have to tell you about the week previously. I knew, because Lori Ehde told me, I had to have a copy to the Crescent by noon on Monday or it would be too late due to the Thanksgiving Holiday. Well I have unusual sleeping habits and so when I became tired I knew that I’d wake at night and would continue to finish. Well, I woke at 4 a.m. and thought I’d continue but suddenly I’d remembered my dialysis schedule had been changed also due to the holiday. Here it was 4 a.m. and I was ready to leave to be in Sioux Falls by 6. So the column didn’t quite turn out the way I’d planned. I wanted "Now is the time of Thanksgiving" at the end of each paragraph. I completely forgot Berdella and I wasn’t here to proof. She was thankful for a Christian upbringing.Then the week before #104 Martha’s entry was forgotten. A little white shelf had corn and a pilgrim as well as corn stocks. So pretty and so simple. Then the inscription on the picture told peace and love to all who enter. I’m sorry for I never wish to forget anyone.When the holiday arrived everyone either went to dinner or supper with family or friends. The Village was quite empty.Our travelers returned with suitcase in hand and tales to tell. Erma had gone to Afton and went with son Tom and Maggie to a swim meet in Green Bay, Wis. Grandson John won the meet and the relay team he was a part of came in second. Another exciting event was attending a marching band concert indoors in Minneapolis. There were areas appearing on a screen showing the high stepping members as on an open field. Now Martha went to visit a son as well. Howard and family recently retired from the Chicago area. She did run into trouble with hours and hours spent in Chicago and Greely, S.C. All delays due to days and cancellation because of bad weather. They toured a mansion built by C. Vanderbilt who made a fortune in shipping and railroads. Many people are employed to keep the place as it once was. The home of Carl Sandburg has been preserved and taken over by the park service. Sandburg wrote poetry while his wife Lillian operated a goat farm and sold milk. At one time they had 200 goats, now they do not milk but have 17 goats and nine chickens. The grounds cover many acres. He had a huge library. Bookshelves were in every room, and even used orange crates to keep files. Carolyn will come home soon with her reports.Peer helpers from the school came to the Village to help with bingo. I promised they would get their name in the paper. The group is always a help that come once a month. Students who came were: Stacy Bush, Brittney Rozeboom, Ashley Bosch, Tyler Bush. Cassie Tilstra, Derek Haak and Kale Wiertzema.The Christian School presented a play. I was unable to attend so have little to tell you. Maybe next week. All Bush kids were home to take whatever treasures they have left in the house. The group also got three deer. Bud got a sleeping bag to wear when he goes up to Orv’s. It works good in his electric cart.I’ll keep you posted.

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