Itineration Visits to the Far North and South

Ten days have come and gone, and in between my driving miles have totaled 1223 with 8 different presentations in 8 different locations.  Before heading off for my next gatherings, I am posting some photos of my landings in Taylor Ridge, Reynolds , Maxey Chapel, East Moline, Decatur, Hillsboro, Mount Vernon and Lincoln.

Highlights for this last road trip included a very unique VBS in Decatur where the theme, Weird Animals, brought out local zoo volunteers.  Their mobile petting zoo included a baby alligator, geiko, salamander (water and land), hissing cockroaches, a millipede, and 2 small mammal varieties from the hedgehog and opossum families.  (See pictures below.)

Also rewarding were faith talks with Hillsboro pastor Joy Caschetta during one overnight and catching up in another overnight with David and Gwen Eadie.  David served at Marshall First UMC, my home church, in the 70′s and early 80′s while I was a teenager.  I babysat their two girls, Sarah and Emily, who are now parents themselves.  Hard to believe!

My next jaunt is once again traveling far to the south (Ware, IL)  and then far to the  north (Hillsdale, past the Quad Cities) before heading over to Canton, Missouri to meet at an annual UMW gathering.  I won’t be reporting for at least a week. Stay tuned for more pictures and travel tales around Illinois!

Ping An, Peace, everyone!  Have a great week.

Taylor Ridge UMC prepare for Sunday worship

Taylor Ridge UMC prepare for Sunday worship Sunday morning, July 6

Pastor Paul Newhall with Taylor Ridge members after our service

Pastor Paul Newhall with Taylor Ridge members after our service

Fellowship time after the service includes lots of coffee and cookies.  Gals to the left of the room . . .

Fellowship time after the service includes lots of coffee and cookies. Gals to the left of the room . . .

and our men to the right.

and our men to the right.

At Reynolds UMC, considered the "city" church, Pastor Paul Newhall and I pose for a picture in the sanctuary.

At Reynolds UMC, considered the “city” church, Pastor Paul Newhall and I pose for a picture in the sanctuary.

After worship, my very dear friends, the Carlsons, took me out to eat at a local restaurant.  It was wonderful to catch up after 3 years.

After worship, my very dear friends, the Carlsons, took me out to eat at a local restaurant. It was wonderful to catch up after 3 years.

In East Moline, my display table had many visitors.

At East Moline Christ UMC, my display table had many visitors.

A Chinese  (seen here), printed by the Amity Printing Press, was quite the fascinating item for Americans, used to seeing the scripture in English, not Chinese.

A Chinese (seen here), printed by the Amity Printing Press, was quite the fascinating item for Americans, used to seeing the scripture in English, not Chinese.

In Galesburg, I had a day to enjoy with Marilyn Greenfield, a retired elementary school teacher.  She and I had a  penpal exchange program between our students (mine college, her's 3rd grade) many, many years ago.

In Galesburg, I had a day  with Marilyn Greenfield, a retired elementary school teacher. She and I had a pen pal exchange program between our students (mine college, hers in 3rd grade) many, many years ago.

Marilyn's husband, Loren, is a big hunting fan.  Here is his best friend when on the chase for fowl.

Marilyn’s husband, Loren, is a big hunting fan. Here is his best friend when on the chase for fowl.

What a lover!  Big kiss from a big dog.

What a lover! Big kiss from a big dog.

Marilyn, myself and her retired teachers' clan visit LeClair, IA, about 30 minutes from Galesburg, located on the Mississippi River (Behind us)

Marilyn, myself and her retired teachers’ clan visit Le Clair, IA, about 45 minutes north of Galesburg, located on the Mississippi River (Behind us)

Le Clair is filled with fun little boutique shops.  A great place to spend the day.

Le Clair is filled with fun little boutique shops. A great place to spend the day.

Having a day off to relax and share  student stories with educators was a blast.  Much needed and much enjoyed.

Having a day off to relax and share student stories with educators was a blast. Much needed and much enjoyed.

An evening potluck at Maxey Chapel brought together both Maxey Chapel members and Galesburg First UMC members.

An evening potluck at Maxey Chapel brought together both Maxey Chapel members and Galesburg First UMC members.

Maxey Chapel members in attendance

Maxey Chapel members in attendance

Joined by Galesburg First UMC members

Joined by Galesburg First UMC members

Decatur Grace UMC had a meatball luncheon after services.  Here are those who stayed for my presentation afterwards.

Decatur Grace UMC had a meatball luncheon after services. Here are those who stayed for my presentation afterwards.

Pastors Sig and Beth at Decatur Grace

Pastors Sig and Beth at Decatur Grace

My overnight hosts.  The Castles (seated) from 3 years ago and the Sterns (standing) from 6 years ago and this time around.

My overnight hosts. The Castles (seated) from 3 years ago and the Sterns (standing) from 6 years ago and this time around.

VBS (Vacation Bible School) kick-off at Decatur had the theme of "Weird Animals".  The Decatur Mobile Zoo brought in some interesting reptiles

VBS (Vacation Bible School) kick-off at Decatur had the theme of “Weird Animals”. The Decatur Mobile Zoo brought in some interesting reptiles

Decatur, Hillsboro, Mt. Vernon, Lincoln 009

An albino water salamander

An albino water salamander

A millipede

A millipede

He was a lively little thing!

He was a lively little thing!  Never stopped crawling.

Of the hedgehog family, this little guy.

Of the hedgehog family, this little guy.

A geiko

A geiko

Another of the Opossum family

Another of the Opossum family

The kids really enjoyed their time with the animals, along with water balloon games and other activities

The kids really loved their time with the animals, along with water balloon games and other activities.

Hillsboro UMC

Hillsboro UMC

From left to right in Hillsboro:   Pastors Joy, Sue, Ralph and his wife and myself.  This picture appeared in the local paper.

From left to right in Hillsboro: Pastors Joy, Sue, Ralph and his wife and myself. This picture appeared in the local paper.

My time in Mount Vernon

My time in Mount Vernon Epworth UMC

Pastor Elton Storey, his wife Vicki and Virginia Page at Mt. Vernon Epworth

Pastor Elton Storey, his wife Vicki and Virginia Page at Mt. Vernon Epworth

Members from Mt. Vernon First UMC joined in with Epworth members.

Members from Mt. Vernon First UMC joined in with Epworth members.

UMW gathering in Lincoln, IL at Lincoln UMC

UMW gathering in Lincoln, IL at Lincoln UMC

From Mackinaw, IL, Pastor Joy Schlesselman (right) brought high school senior  Jessie Kilbride for a little discussion about mission opportunities through our UMC.  Thanks for that, Joy!

From Mackinaw, IL, Pastor Joy Schlesselman (right) brought high school senior Jessie Kilbride for a little discussion about mission opportunities through our UMC. Thanks for that, Joy!  Keep in touch, Jessie!

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Visuals of our July Fourth: Friday evening at Marshall’s fireworks celebration

For my Chinese website visitors, here are a few photos of my July the Fourth evening at my small town’s fireworks celebrations.  My mom, Lao-lao (the dog) and I were in attendance this year along with many others in town but my dad remained at home this year.

My mom reports we’ve had better shows before.  Lots of lull time in between bursts but it was still impressive for a tiny town.

Ping An (peace) everyone until my next report, which should be filled with pictures of presentations far to the north of Galesburg, IL.

At 8:30 p.m., the high school parking lot begins to fill with those waiting for our 9:15 show to begin

At 8:30 p.m., the high school parking lot begins to fill with those waiting for our 9:15 show to begin

Residents often bring chairs to sit outside for better viewing

Residents often bring chairs to sit outside for better viewing

Lao-lao is ready, and so am I!

Lao-lao is ready, and so am I!

My mom and Lao-lao settle into their seats as the fireworks begin.

My mom and Lao-lao settle into their seats as the fireworks begin.

Oooo!

Oooo!

Ahhhhh!

Ahhhhh!

The big finale:  Wow-wee!!

The big finale: Wow-wee!!

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Happy July 4th! (And Picture Postings from Last Week)

A Midwest Fourth of July goodie,  strawberry pie.  Yum!

A Midwest Fourth of July goodie, strawberry pie. Yum!

Happy Independence Day!

It’s been many years since I’ve been able to enjoy my small town’s July 4th celebrations with my parents.  Plans for this evening will begin with hamburgers and baked beans, TV viewing of Washington, D.C.’s special concert before the fireworks begin and then live fireworks in my hometown beginning at 9:15 p.m.

It’s the custom to have our town’s fireworks at the fairgrounds, with the Marshall City Band playing at the race track before the grand show begins for those in the grandstand.

But for many of us residents, we prefer what I call the  “drive-in theater” showing of the festivities.  We drive our cars to the high school parking lot, near the fairgrounds, where we park.  Some bring lawn chairs to set outside their vehicles but with my dad and his oxygen tank, we will just remain inside to see what our town has to offer this year.

We should have a great view of the night sky filled with the Fourth’s dazzling display, so be looking for postings of that tomorrow.

Naturally, Lao-lao (our Chi earthquake rescue) will come along as part of the family.  He’s so deaf now that the “Boom!”s and “Pop!”s don’t bother him at all.  My mom reports he usually just sleeps in his little blanket through the whole thing.

We’ll see if that proves the same this evening.

In the meantime, let me post below my visits to:  Elmwood, Canton, Morton, Lewistown and Carlinville. No mishaps with the car this time around but quite a few wrong turns for me to get to the different churches.  I made it but on a couple of occasions, not on time.

Now I know why new cars are often fully equipped with a built-in GPS.  Sure beats struggling with paper maps, stopping in gas stations  for directions or grabbing a local from a nearby sidewalk to ask  where the heck I’m going.

Hope your celebrations are great ones!  Wishing you Ping An (Peace) from Marshall, IL. Enjoy the below.  I certainly did!

Elmwood UMW's salad luncheon, before  the program

Elmwood UMW’s salad luncheon, before the program

Elmwood UMW

Elmwood UMW

Pekin Grace UMC 8:15 a.m. service. Me with Pastor Gary Ford with my good friend Sally Morris (former UM missionary to Africa) and her mom

Pekin Grace UMC 8:15 a.m. service. Me with Pastor Gary Ford with my good friend Sally Morris (former UM missionary to Africa) and her mom

These young folk at Pekin UMC had quite a few Chinese phrases to share with me.

These young folk at Pekin UMC had quite a few Chinese phrases to share with me.

A dash to the next city over had me in Morton for their 10:45 contemporary service. For once, I was able to enjoy the pastor's message.  (Afterwards, we had a luncheon program led by me.)

A dash to the next city over had me in Morton for their 10:45 contemporary service. For once, I was able to enjoy the pastor’s message. (Afterwards, we had a luncheon program led by me.)

6 years ago, Don and Rena hosted me for an overnight and also came to China where we met up in between their touring schedule.  Happy reunion for us

6 years ago, Don and Rena hosted me for an overnight and also came to China where we met up in between their touring schedule. Happy reunion for us

Canton UMC was next for a potluck supper.

Canton UMC was next for a potluck supper.

An overnight and late-night talk with my good friend, Virginia (90) in Lewistown.

An overnight and late-night talk with my good friend, Virginia (90) in Lewistown.

Lewistown UMC evening potluck

Lewistown UMC evening potluck

A glittery gift, "China," from Pastor Derek and Mavis' grand-daughter.

A glittery gift, “China,” from Pastor Derek and Mavis’ grand-daughter.

 

 

Carlinville UMW

Carlinville UMW

Jayne Hanlin (a Christian Science Monitor Home Forum essayist, such as myself) made a special trip to see my presentation in Carlinville.  We had a lot of catching up to do afterwards!

Jayne Hanlin (a Christian Science Monitor Home Forum essayist, such as myself) made a special trip to see my presentation in Carlinville. We had a lot of catching up to do afterwards!

 

A few miles from  Marshall, an evening with Emmanuel and Zion UMW

A few miles from Marshall, an evening with Emmanuel and Zion UMW (Strawberry pie was our feature dessert, as seen for my blog greeting.)

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The Maiden in Distress Wins the Day

Driving straight for three and a-half hours is a long time to go without a potty break, especially if you’ve just had 3 cups of coffee before starting out.  But that is the predicament I found myself in last week.

After giving an evening presentation in Mason City, spending the night in a parishioner’s home and then enjoying a lovely breakfast spread (including the 3 cups of coffee), I eagerly hopped in the car to speed out of town on my way back to Marshall.

I wasn’t more than 20 minutes on my way when the incident occurred, sealing my no-bathroom- break fate.

The story is as follows.

An Old Car, A Cracked Remote and A Nubby Key

During my journeys around the state, I’ve been using my parents’ 2008 Ford Sedan while my mom and dad use, for hometown use, the auxiliary car — the gas-guzzling Hyundai.

My dad made sure there were new tires on the Ford and new brake pads so I wouldn’t have any major difficulties on my travels.  No hesitations about the cost.  A daughter’s safety came first; no arguments there.

What did give cause for discussion centered around the two sets of keys for the old car.  One set’s remote control no longer worked for some reason.  Our Ford dealer said it would cost $130 to get a new one.  Rather than spend the money, we all decided I’d just use the other set, which worked but with a hitch.

The plastic on the key-holding remote was giving way, pulling apart at the seams.  It was holding up fairly well when I left Marshall but during my drive up to Mason City, I could feel the mechanism crack even more every time I started up the car.

I knew it was on its last leg, but what I didn’t expect was that pitstop I took at the Russell Stover chocolate store to become the be all and end all of its lifespan.

The key snapped off in the ignition.

Fortunately for me, the car was still running at the time the remote holder attachment popped off into my hands.  I say “fortunate” because the only way to turn the car off or on was with a set of pliers to grab the key’s little nubby metal protrusion and turn it.

Effingham, Brownstown, Shelbyville 017

Using fingers definitely wasn’t going to do it (I tried – wouldn’t budge).

I didn’t have a set of pliers with me, and even if I had, I was concerned the nub might break off, creating an even bigger mess than I was already in.

Nothing to do but drive straight through, keep the car running and “hold it,” so to speak.

 Doing Battle with The Car Dealer

"You've got to be kidding!"  Connie on a mission:  getting a new key at a discount

“You’ve got to be kidding!” Connie on a mission: getting a new key and remote

As it turned out, I did make a quick dash at a Casey’s gas station with my parked car running.  I just made sure the windows were rolled down so the automatic lock wouldn’t kick in.  In my estimation, someone stealing the car was preferable to me having an accident. (For my Chinese readers, it’s not a vehicular accident I’m talking about here!)

Once safely back in Marshall, I readied myself for battle with our town’s Ford dealer.

Upon inspection of the second key, which was fine for use aside from the broken remote, I saw that the plastic was likewise cracking, giving way in the exact same place as the other one! Obviously, these particular keyholder remotes were defective.

Replacing one at $130 was understandable but two for $260?!  When it wasn’t even my parents’ fault but a product flaw?

While my father was happy to replace one, I certainly was not satisfied that one was enough.  At the least, our dealer should either give us a discount or, better yet, give us a set for free.

Thus I headed down to the dealership and asked to speak directly to the manager.

The Maiden in Distress

Armed with both key holders, including the one with the nubby key pulled out of it, I lamented my 3 ½ hour drive, far from home with a bursting bladder and a  car I was worried to turn off.  I also produced the identical cracked remotes, mentioning that I felt the Ford company needed to know this in case it happened to another person.

Our dealership owner respectfully listened to my story before carefully inspecting the keyholders.

“Mmm,” he said, turning them both over.  “Well, that is strange.  Let’s go talk to our car service personnel.”

I trotted after him, down the hallway to where those servicing the cars hang out in the office.

“Take a look at these,” he said, handing them over.

The mechanic present examined the key holders, especially the one where the metal key had popped out of the plastic.

He looked quite stunned at the condition of what he saw.

“I’ve never, ever seen remotes rip apart like this before,” he volunteered.  “And I’ve seen a lot of cars since these things first came out.  Looks like they both are coming apart at the same place, too.”

The two men stood silently, contemplating the items before them.

I waited patiently, holding my breath.

The manager weighed his final decision, then spoke.

“Well, replacing one of these is $130 so two would be $260,” he said slowly. “I think we can do Bill (my dad) a favor and pay for one of these. No reason for both of these keys to break like that, even after 9 years.”

Ah-ha!  Victory!

Of course, I thanked him profusely for his generosity.

“You know, it would be such a great relief to have two of these in working order,” I said, in true sincerity. “My dad was only going to get one of them but I just didn’t feel safe, being a woman and all, if I were stranded somewhere on my travels and no one was around to help me.  Having that second key around would be a great comfort.  I honestly appreciate you helping us out.”

I must admit, I don’t often play the maiden-in-distress card but if it’ll save my dad 130 bucks, you bet I’ll go for it!

Victory!  Two for the price of one.

Victory! Two for the price of one.

Heading Back Up North

Tomorrow, I’ll be driving back up north about 4 hours for a 5-day presentation block  in Elmwood, Pekin, Morton, Canton, Lewistown and Carlinville.

No worries about keys coming out of their holders or broken remotes not locking or unlocking car doors.  I’ve got two brand new ones in my possession, thanks to our dealership owner. . . and a little wisp of feminine wiles.

From Marshall, here’s wishing you Ping An (Peace) for your weekend and a joyful upcoming July Fourth holiday, filled with good food, good company and outstanding firework displays.

 

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Itineration Visits to the North and Central Illinois

I’ve had a busy 4 days, enjoying great fellowship, food, and welcoming overnights during my drives to Mason City, Effingham, Brownstown and Shelbyville.

Before I forget, let me post our pictures here for everyone to enjoy.

Ping An (Peace)!

The Mason City church, although this is not where we met.

The Mason City church, although this is not where we met.

For my curious Chinese visitors, this is the inside of above church building.

For my curious Chinese visitors, this is the inside of above church building.

 

Talking to the Mason City men at The Hub, a downtown building donated to the church.  Hamburgers and homemade pie and ice cream were served. Quite a spread!

Talking to the Mason City men at The Hub, a downtown building donated to the church. Hamburgers and homemade pie and ice cream were served. Quite a spread!

 

Posing for a picture

Posing for a Hub picture

I spent the night with Joanne Burris (purple shirt), who invited church secretary Wilma (in the pink) to join us for breakfast.

I spent the night with Joanne Burris (purple shirt), who invited church secretary Wilma (in pink) to join us for a casserole and biscuit breakfast.

As services closed on Sunday morning at Centenary UMC in Effingham,  J & L (Rev. Dr. Joe Scheets and Rev. Leanne Noland) and I managed a quick photo op.

As services closed on Sunday morning at Centenary UMC in Effingham, J & L (Rev. Dr. Joe Scheets and Rev. Leanne Noland) and I managed a quick photo op.

My display table follows me everywhere. Here I am at Centenary UMC, ready for visitors.

My display table follows me everywhere. Here I am at Centenary UMC, ready for visitors.

The Lippens, Deb and Larry, hosted for for an overnight.

The Lippens, Deb and Larry, hosted me for my  overnight in Effingham.

Next stop, Brownstown UMC

Next stop, Brownstown UMC.  An easy find, the town being right on Rt 40, about 20 minutes west of Effingham.

The Brownstown church has such lovely stained glass windows!

The Brownstown church has such lovely stained glass windows.

Many enjoyed looking at my display.

Many enjoyed looking at my display.

Everyone get in the picture! (The men allowed the UMW to enjoy the moment and stepped aside to take the picture.)

“OK, Ladies! Everyone get in the picture!” (The men allowed the UMW to enjoy the moment and stepped aside for our photo picture.)

At Shelbyville, I met up with one of my oldest and dearest friends, the sprite and lively Joan Miller.

At Shelbyville, I met up with one of my oldest and dearest friends, the sprite and lively Joan Miller.

Wonderful turn-out at Shelbyville's 4th Street UMC. (A potluck supper certainly helped bring up the numbers!  All delicious dishes.  Yum!)

Wonderful turn-out at Shelbyville’s 4th Street UMC. (A potluck supper certainly helped bring up the numbers! All delicious dishes. Yum!)

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Small town Recycling: “One Man’s Junk is Another Man’s Treasure”

My mom and I have just now been on a mission while sitting on the back deck:  Waiting to find out how many minutes it takes to get rid of a tiller cultivator.

The motivation for this started the other day with the lawn mower.

Our 3-year-old Lawnmower Bites the Dust

Four days ago, the mower quit on us just as we were getting the yard tidied up for a visit from my aunt and uncle.

My dad’s younger brother, Chuck the handyman, and my aunt live in Mattoon, about 45 minutes from Marshall.  It’s Chuck’s habit to pop over from time to time to deal with little things around the house since my dad is no longer able to do that.  He and my dad then have hang-out guy time while my mom does errands outside of town.

Wednesday was just such a visit but with Chuck’s wife, my Aunt Sherry, in tow.  It was going to be us ladies heading over to Terre Haute for flower and clothes shopping while the brothers visited.

A visit from family (From left to right: Myself, my mom, dad, Aunt Sherry and Uncle Chuck)

A visit from family (From left to right: Myself, my mom, dad, Aunt Sherry and Uncle Chuck)

Chuck, as always, brought his tools to find out what repairs were needed.  This time around, it was the disabled mower.

As soon as Chuck hopped out of his car, he, Sherry, my mom and I gathered around the inoperable machine for examining.

After 15 minutes of inspection and trying numerous options to get the thing started, Chuck examined the spark plug.  I gave the mower a start-up tug on the cord to get it running while Chuck took a look to see what was happening inside the mechanism after the spark plug was removed.

“O.K.!” he announced triumphantly as we women waited anxiously for his expert opinion.

“No spark.”

Like we who are not mechanically inclined would know what that entails.

“So . . . what does that mean?” my mom inquired, with the assumption he’d go into a bit more detail.

“Well,” he said slowly, seemingly to contemplate a complicated answer, “it means . . . no spark!”

“Smarty pants,” my mom retorted.  “Well, I know  there’s no spark.  You just told me! Can it be fixed?”

“Not without taking apart the motor and replacing whatever it is inside that’s not sparking. Just easier to buy a new mower, I think.”

Thus the tasks of the day were set: The men would head over to the Walmart to buy a new lawn mower while the Wieck women went clothes and flower shopping.

Recycling At Its Best:  Just say “It’s for Free”

After our return, a brand new, straight-out-of-the-box, $165 lawn mower greeted us.

The new mower (For my Chinese audience:  Don't mow in bare feet! I'm just posing for the photo.)

The new mower (For my Chinese audience: Don’t mow in bare feet! Very dangerous.  I’m just posing for the photo.)

“Now, as for this 3-year-old one,” Chuck suggested, “you could sell it and someone can use it for parts.  Or you can keep it for parts.”

My mom immediately dismissed that idea.

“No, no, no!  I’m trying to clear out the garage, not clutter it up.  Just leave it out in front with a sign and it’ll be gone in no time.  We have drive-by bargain hunters who would love to have that thing.”

Chuck balked at that suggestion but my dad had said the same thing so he followed orders.

My uncle taped a small sticky-note to the handle that read “No spark” and left it along the road around 4 p.m.

When I took the dog for a walk the next morning at 5 a.m., it was gone.

Motivated!

This sudden departure of an unwanted item spurred my mom into action.

“Now that we’re on a roll, let’s get rid of that tiller cultivator,” she said to my dad. (A tiller cultivator is a lawn device with rotating blades that digs up and loosens hard ground for planting.) “We haven’t used that thing in years.  Just takes up space in the garage.”

After some discussion, it was decided the tiller cultivator could go the way of the old lawn mower.

My dad dug around in one of the kitchen drawers and produced the “Directions for Use” brochure which I then placed in a zip-lock bag to hang on the machine.

Chuck and Sherry visit 008

A quick, hand-written sign was made (courtesy of yours truly) and then it was time to lug the thing out to deposit alongside the road.

"Take me!  I'm yours." (Not meant for me, I might add.)

“Take me! I’m yours.” (Not meant for me, I might add.)

True to word, it hadn’t been used in years.  It was covered in thick cobwebs and filth, but with a quick hosing off, it’d be just fine.

Not my job to do that but someone else’s so I left it as is.

After making a visible set-up of sign, brochure and machine, my mom and I made coffee, then positioned ourselves on the back deck to see just how long it would take for our garden equipment to disappear.

Placed outside at 9:35 a.m.

Placed outside at 9:35 a.m.

Awaiting discovery.

Awaiting discovery.

Our vantage point didn’t allow us to actually see the disappearance itself but any car or truck that pulled up for a stop would clue us in that, yes, somebody was about to have a lucky-find day.

10 a.m. rolls around.

10 a.m. rolls around.

Still waiting

Still waiting

Success Within the Hour

Gone!  Record 35 minutes

Gone! Record 35 minutes

Didn’t take long.

At the 35-minute mark, a white truck up pulled up, the owner hopped out, hoisted the tiller cultivator into his pick-up and sped away.

My efforts proved worthwhile, Mom had her empty garage corner, and a local Marshallonian was able to tool home with a prized possession, all for free.

As the saying goes: “One man’s junk is another man’s treasure.”

Now that’s a victorious morning for everyone!

Until my next entry, here’s wishing you Ping An (Peace) for your day.

 

 

 

 

 

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May 31 – June 15 Itineration Photos and Mini-caption Reports

For those checking my website to see the most recent updates from my travels, here are photos taken at numerous presentations.

Lancaster UMC:  The one potluck where enough food was sent home to feed my parents and me for 2 days.  Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Lancaster UMC: The one potluck where enough food was sent home to feed my parents and me for 2 days. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Joan Brown's home, Paris IL:  Esther Circle

Joan Brown’s home, Paris IL: Esther Circle:  Cozy early evening dinner, despite the pouring down rain.

Bloomington Normal UMC

Bloomington Normal UMC:  Old friends from my childhood.  Pastor Bert McIntosh and Elizabeth, along with daughter Jenny who babysat me when I was 3.

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UMW dinner at Annual Conference. Carolyn Yockey (to the left) is my itineration scheduler. Great praise sent her way for such a fantastic schedule.

Bloomington Grace UMC

Bloomington Grace UMC:  Rev. Vaugn and Lori Hoffman (to my right) I’ve known since my MIP years in Japan (25 years ago).  None of us have changed. (Ha, ha)

Paris UMC, Esther Circle

Paris UMC, Esther Circle:  Lovely luncheon and relaxing Q & A time

Bridgeport UMC

Bridgeport UMC:  Nice turn-out!

Pastor Wes Wilkey, Champaign Faith UMC

Pastor Wes Wilkey, Champaign Faith UMC:  I haven’t seen Wes since he was fresh out of seminary, 32 years ago, when he was the leader of our district youth mission trip to D.C.

Champaign First UMC

Champaign First UMC:  Time with the kids, making Ping An fans.

Champaign First UMC

Champaign First UMC:  Final craft products were innovative and creative.  Thanks to those who led us in our handcraft venture.

Champaign First UMC

Champaign First UMC:  A large crowd of adults gathered for food and to hear about China.  Quick photo op before everyone dispersed.

Gilman / Ashkum UMC members

Gilman / Ashkum UMC members:  Amazing potluck!  (Thank you for the homemade BBQ pork and fresh apple cake, whoever it was.)

Troy UMC:  After 3 worship services, from 8 a.m. to 11:30 a.m., I'm still standing!

Troy UMC: After 3 worship services, from 8 a.m. to 11:30 a.m., I’m still standing!

Carlyle UMC: Great questions; wonderful cookies and sherbert punch.

Carlyle UMC: Great questions; wonderful cookies and sherbert punch.

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