For the first time, I devoted time to the local library sale. It was a fun diversion. Most of the folks coming to the sale are always seniors. Best of all, one whole wall was priced at 5/$1.00 and that included not only antique books and vintage books, but cookbooks and books about Oregon history. I would bet I came home with twenty books! I am excited to look over each and every selection and you can bet that there will be some fresh excerpts in upcoming editions of Oregon Senior News. I ran across a collection of short stories and found one by Truman Capote. I understood that he was an acclaimed writer, but had never read his works. I remember seeing his photograph from my childhood and hearing his voice and he always seemed…well…a bit weird. I did read a treasure of a short story from Mr. Capote regarding his own Christmas memories as a child growing up in a home filled with distant relatives. I hope to squeeze in part of it in the November edition as recommended reading, but the issue is filling up fast with a return by Yaakov Levine, NTP, commenting on healthy avocados, a new Oregon Senior News writer in his 90’s named George Genevro, writing about Oregon history, stellar Thanksgiving stories from our own Shinan Barclay, and the introduction of pets from a new animal rescue featuring senior pets, and called, “Loved Again“. By the way, who should I run into at the book sale but Yaakov Levine, who has written for us for years, but who I have never met. He and his wife are from Eugene, and it was truly amazing to meet them in person, not to mention strangely coincidental – in a nice way!
By the way, have you ever heard of the term “grass widow”? In the old west, it had a different meaning than the British interpretation. A grass widow meant a divorced or abandoned woman. These women often had trouble remarrying. In the November issue of OSN, is a reproduction of a 1903 article in the Morning Oregonian wherein one Mary Smith, a grass widow from San Francisco who answered a matrimonial bureau advertisement listing a Portland man interested in matrimony. Following a letter and picture exchange, and an invitation from one Nicodemus Westfall, she arrived too late, as the man had married a woman a week earlier. His bride had also answered an ad in an Eastern newspaper, and Westfall refused to pay for Mary’s return to San Francisco. See Mary’s story in the November issue of Oregon Senior News.
On a different subject, I was given a 25 pound bag of yellow beets. As much canning as I have enjoyed over the years, I have never canned beets and this was a gnarly bunch and difficult to scrub. Halfway through the project, the skins are supposed to “fall off” once boiled, but I have a sneaking suspicion that this is not going to be as easy a project as I imagined. I love beets, so fingers crossed!
Our beautiful Oregon coast is storm-tossed. Most Oregonians do not like the wind. As a Minnesota transplant, remembering hot, humid, airless summers, the wind, whenever it comes, is welcome. The beautiful Oregon forests are fun to watch as the birds soar high in the strong wind and the tops of the trees fold over with the gusts. Last evening, the glass door to the deck nearly blew open, something I have never seen in Oregon, and thankfully the door withstood the blast. Plans for the future of Oregon Senior News include a live webcam overlooking a deep valley and showcasing the types of weather we experience here on the Oregon Coast.
Now, for those beets…………..