A kind-hearted group of quilters in Sharps Chapel finished a true labor of love this summer. The Norris Lake Quilting Bee, who meet in Irwin's Chapel United Methodist Church, completed a quilt started by an Ohio woman who passed away due to cancer and returned the completed quilt to her husband, Jeff Sutherland.
Spring Cleaning Windows
There was a day when spring cleaning was a real chore with a capital “C.” Let's start with the windows. After the house had been shut up all winter and the wood stove in the parlor and the cooking range in the kitchen spewing out smoke and soot all winter, the windows really needed attention.
First, the storm windows came off. They were glass within a wooden frame. There was no insulated glass back in the day. Everything was single pane. That was why you needed the storm windows on the outside. That gave a dead air space to insulate the windows. If you had the newer storm windows, they would be replaced after you washed the outside of the primary windows and the top sash of the storm windows. The screen insert in the bottom section would be needed in the hot sultry summer days to freshen the house. If you didn't, then you placed a screen insert in place when you raised the lower sash. Do you get the picture?
We had storm windows. Dad would remove them. Mother would wash the outside of both sections of the window. They might be hard to open after being stuck together all winter. They were painted, of course. Mother washed the panes with vinegar and dried them with crumpled up newspaper. OK, the outside was done.
Now to the inside. Mother would have removed the draperies to be washed and stored until autumn. She rolled up the shades and set them aside while she washed the windows on the inside. That was more of a chore than washing the outside. After a winter of wood burning, the soot hung heavy on the glass panes, but they sparkled after Mother got through with them.
Now, what to do with the windows. They needed curtains, of course. There were two ways to go. One, was with ruffled tie-backs or with straight lace curtains. I liked the looks of the sheer ruffled tie-backs but the lace curtains required less care.
If Mother had the ruffled ones and she usually did, they had to be washed, starched and ironed before being hung on the curtain rods. You probably have never done that. It is not easy. First, you gently wash the curtains by hand. Then you prepare the starch on the stove. You did that every time you washed clothes anyway. Shirts and dresses needed to be starched and ironed. Argo clothes starch came in a dry lump form. When cold water was added, it melted like cornstarch did. Cooked until thickened and thinned to the desired consistency, the wet curtains were dipped in it, wrung out and placed on the clothes rack placed outside the kitchen door to dry. When dry, they were sprinkled with water, rolled up and allowed to sit until ready to iron.
Now that was a real chore. (Chore is not a nice word and it applies here.) First, you heated the iron on the cookstove. (We didn't have electricity.) I am talking about sad irons. You had two or three heating as you ironed. Mother ironed the ruffle first, then the straight body of the curtain. It was strung on the rod and hung. When both sides were done, Mother ironed the tie-backs. She carefully formed loose pleats in the curtain and tied it in place.
Lace panels were easier to do. Mother washed them and fitted them on a wooden frame set with tiny nails all around the edges to hold the curtain in place as it dried. They needed to be stretched. After all, if you tried to iron them, they wouldn't hang straight.
This was only part of getting the house ready for summer. The floors and walls needed attention, too. That will be another story. Woman's work is never done. Nowadays, when we meet someone, we ask “What do you do?” We all work outside the home. Back in the day, she would have replied, “I am a housewife.” Yes-er-ree-bob, she really was married to the house.
We are all unique with the capacity for creativity and artistic expression. Through purposeful creation we form physical manifestations of our uniqueness. Of course, there is not simply just one correct way to do anything and with that idea we find that there is infinite strength in individualism. What one person may envision and create given a blank canvas can be, and often is, vastly different from another person's creation. That was greatly displayed at the Union County Heritage Festival's Art Show on Saturday, October 6, 2018.
With Halloween coming up, it is time for us to talk about the Boogerman/Boogerwoman.
At the time I was growing up, child psychologists were unheard of. In most cases, no one even got to a doctor unless they were seriously ill. I don’t remember any “cures” dealing with behavior. These were the common cures and most could be bought at local grocery stores:
Last time, we discussed the statement from 2 Corinthians 6:17 about being a separate people and how this separate means different. Christians are in the world but not of the world, so we are set apart in that we do not follow our own path but rather the path of our Savior. A Savior who purchased our sins and gave His Righteousness to us. (See Jerimiah 23:6) He had to do this because of our inability to keep God’s Law. Our sin nature made it impossible for us to make atonement for our failures. (See Romans 3:23, Isaiah 64:6)
Year One, Week Forty
I have for some time been writing down words that people use in “quirky” ways. I find it interesting the way people often misspeak words unintentionally, often rendering thought provoking meanings. A few examples follow.
A country woman had an opportunity to eat in a fancy restaurant. Trying to impress her companions, she ordered a “ward off” salad. Though that was not on the menu, the waiter directed the lady to the Waldorf salad as an excellent choice to ward off unwanted calories.
This zesty adventure started late one evening as I was walking in the dark by myself. I had just dug my cell phone out of the floorboard of my husband Tim’s truck. Being an old geek, I was gazing up at the stars. It dawned on me that I hadn’t locked Tim’s truck back after retrieving my phone. Without taking my eyes off of the night sky, I tossed my hand back and pressed the lock button on the clicker. Ka-Click. The truck beeped.
Ka-KAW Ka-KAW rang out.
I came to a dead stop and stood there alone in the darkness. Goose bumps ran up my arm.
Back pain, especially chronic back pain, can make life miserable; this condition is quite common in the military. Randomized trials have found that spinal manipulation can be effective for lower back pain. One 2013 study specifically compared chiropractic therapy to general medical care in military personnel, 18-35 years old. The results suggest reduced pain and improved physical wellbeing and function as compared to patients who only received the standard care.
Anyone who knows me knows of my taste for black walnuts. When my kids were small and money was tight, I would load the three youngest ones in the pickup. After a fall's hard freeze, we would head for my favorite walnut trees along country roads. Each child would have his or her own pail. “Pick 'em up as fast as you can,” I would yell.
Sometimes, neighbors took offense with our picking up the walnuts, even if the walnuts were out in the roadway. We did get run off occasionally, but it didn't take long to fill the pickup bed with the ones we could get.
I like corn salsa. It is best made in the summertime with fresh vegetables. Red tomatoes in the winter don't taste as good as tomatoes fresh from the garden. That goes for sweet corn, too. We like sweet corn freshly cut from the cob and fried with butter, salt and sugar. Oh well, that is another dish. For this salsa, canned whole kernel corn can be used as well. I learned to appreciate red onions while working at Arby's in Halls. I was introduced to jalapeno peppers when we moved to Tennessee. Before that, I only used the yellow hot banana peppers.
"We invite all area Worship Leaders, Pastors, and Faith community leaders to come together on the last Thursday of each month at Hardee's at 7:30 am. This is to be a time of fellowship, prayer, and discussion about how we as a community of Faith can work together to have a positive impact on our county. All are welcome!" For more information please contact Kathy Chesney at 865-566-3289.
REGULAR WORKSHOP UNION COUNTY BOARD OF EDUCATION THURSDAY, OCTOBER 25, 2018 6:00 p.m. Union County High School
1. Discuss School Trips
2. Budget Amendments and Transfers/Director’s Monthly Report—Ann Dyer
3. Discuss TSBA Recommended Changes to Board Policy (Due for Approval on Second Reading in October, 2018): School Bus Seat Restraint Systems —Lenny Holt
4. Discuss Capital Projects—Dr. Carter
5. Discuss Contracts—Lenny Holt
6. Discuss Teacher Tenure—Dr. Carter
Haunts and History October 26-27 3pm- 9pm
Haunts and History will feature old-fashioned treats along the pioneer trail, with homemade and vintage candies, as well as local storytellers sharing true and inspired stories about our Appalachian ancestors. Guests can also enjoy hay rides, live music, blacksmithing, pumpkin carving demonstrations, and festive snacks.
For an additional charge, attendees can pick pumpkins from the patch or choose a pumpkin to paint and take home.
Advance Tickets may be purchased by October 15:
Glenn Thomas Kitts, age 91, of Knoxville passed away on Thursday, October 18, 2018. He Served his County well as a United States Marine during World War II era. He retired from the Knoxville Transit Lines after 52 years. He coached little league at Fountain City Ball Park for ten plus years. Preceded in death by wife Barbara Jean Kitts; Sons Martin Thomas Kitts and Gary Steven Kitts; grandson T.J. Lewis and Chris Turner; parents Arlie and Jessie Kitts; four brothers; and four sisters.
Kenneth “Kenny” David Coffman, age 48 of Luttrell, Tennessee went home to be with the Lord on October 18, 2018. He is preceded in death by his grandparents Maynard & Eva Coffman and Millard & Cora Munsey. He is survived by parents Rev. Donnie and Lola Coffman; brothers Ricky (Sharon) Coffman and Donnie (Sherry) Coffman; nieces Kayla (Jamie) Moore and Danielle (Matt) Tindell; nephews Brandon (Miriah) Coffman and Josh (Mary) Coffman; great nephews Brylan, Wesley, Brentley, Hudson, Branson and Bobby; great nieces Ellis and Emersyn. Also survived by uncles, aunts, cousins, and friends.
Dewey (Merl) Keck-age 74 of Corryton, born October 18, 1944 passed away Friday, October 19, 2018 at his home. Preceded in death by parents, George and Mary Keck.
Survivors: wife, Joyce Keck; daughters, Robin Carringer; Doris (Greg) Selvidge; grandchildren, Ashley White, Tiffany Grooms; great-grandchild, Brayden Chaney.
Rueben Scott Holloway-age 55 of Luttrell passed away Wednesday night, October 17, 2018 at Select Specialty Hospital at North Knoxville Medical Center. Preceded in death by parents, Bill and Sarah Holloway; wife Darla Holloway; children, Amber, Willie, Erin and Reanna Holloway.
Survived by best friend, Trusty; sisters, Jackie (Jerry) Clapp; Brenda (Tim) Wyrick; brothers, Russell (Mary) Holloway and Paul Holloway; friends, Linda Waggoner and Violet Ward. Special aunts, Brenda Stone, Beulah Hayes, Carolyn Langley and Susie Langley. Several nieces, nephews and cousins.
Catrina Kailynn Maggard-age 18 of Knoxville passed away Saturday morning, October 13, 2018 at U. T. Medical Center as the result of an automobile accident. She was a graduate of Gibbs High School, 2018 Class. She was a loving daughter and friend, full of life and always had a smile on her face. Preceded in death by grandfather, Frank Maggard; great-grandmother, Grace Lynn.
Debra Marlene Lynch
April 26, 1959 – October 2, 2018
Debra Marlene Lynch was born in Detroit, Michigan to Helen and Nolan Graves on April 26, 1959. -Marlene’s parents meant the world to her. Her father, Nolan was her personal hero and her mother, Helen was her measuring stick for how a Christian woman should live. Marlene had one sibling, Keith Graves. She loved her younger brother very much and often spoke of Keith’s big heart.