I think this year we should be able to have two Throwback Thursdays each week.
After all, happy memories seemed to be at a premium this year.
Though good things have happened in 2020, it's also more exhilarating than usual to look back on the way it used to be prior to this calendar year.
Lord knows, we all have a bundle of those.
This morning's post will be mostly Throwbacks, along with a few other timely items.
To begin, I must say that both Lily and I had a lot more color in our hair back in December 2006, when she first arrived at the Lovestead from her original home in Oklahoma.
Twas in the season of Advent, and my sister Laurie treated her unveiling from the blanket she had worn in transport as a Christmas present.
Meticulously and with care, Laurie stood in the box stall with Lily, opening the fasteners on the straps that held Lily's blanket to her body.
And, when my new Appaloosa mail order mare was completely uncovered, I was overcome with joy.
A pretty lady she was, and so pretty in one of the photos above, taken by Annie, she ended up being a calendar girl on the next year's Appaloosa Horse Club calendar.
Both of us have more than enough gray or white in our hair these days, but she is still pretty Lily and so mellow and I rejoice every day of that snap decision to purchase her sight unseen in 2006.
Lily is the self-appointed no nonsense queen of my trio of horses, and she has created so many wonderful memories with visitors over the years.
Cliff and Kay Berry.
Both are gone now, but their memory lives on in our family members' minds---as Harold's best friend and as one of Mother and Harold's favorite couples.
Kay was a nurse, while Cliff worked with Harold at the City of Sandpoint Water Department.
They are missed, just as are the two family friends below.
Rennie and Sam "Schweitzer Sam" were longtime good friends, since both played integral roles in the early history of Schweitzer.
Plus, they were our good family friends on many levels.
I especially love and chuckle at the memories of how Sam and my mother used to insult each other in a friendly manner while living at The Bridge for Assisted Living.
Our Annie Dog and Kiwi when she was just a pup, and we still lived at the Great Northern farm.
Kiwi and Festus Cat below are our two holdovers from the old farm, and they're doing mighty fine for a couple of senior citizens.
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Now, for a commercial in the midst of TBT's.
This information comes from James Martin, SHS grad, Montana State University professor and founder of Facebook group site "North Idaho Fishing History."
It's a group focused on the history of angling in North Idaho. Open to posts
of photos, documents, memories, and fish tales from commercial or sport
fishing devotees alike.
If you're interested in joining and/or contributing this amazing assortment of fishing history, which is a constant work in progress, simply type in the name on your Facebook search window.
Ask to join, and fairly soon, someone will accept your request.
Lots of phenomenal fishing stories and pictures.
BTW: James was also one of Bill's Boy Scouts from Troop 111. He earned the rank of Eagle.
from James:
For those interested in commercial fishing in North Idaho, my first article on the topic is now in print in the Winter 2019/2020 issue of the Pacific Northwest Quarterly.
Many thanks to the PNQ for being so great to work with and for so graciously allowing me to post it here.
For those of you who want a print copy (they chose the Ross Hall picture of Bing Crosby and Pike Moon for the cover!), they are available through the journal's website:
Back to the memories: San Antonio, Tex. Mother, Annie and I spent some time there, and, ironically, my niece Laura happened to be there for a conference.
So, we all got together for dinner. The nice young man charmed the heck out of Mother.
Below: a lovely display during the Christmas season when Mother was a resident at The Bridge for Assisted Living.
Just a few snow scenes from winters past.
Some former students at their graduation around 2000.
That would be Mike (he's James Martin's nephew), Alicia, one of my former English aides and Tyler, a fish lover extraordinaire.
The photo above has been sitting on my desk for some time, thanks to my intentions to post it sometime in TBT. Finally got to it this morning.
These are members of the Pennington family who attended a Women of Wisdom luncheon honoring their matriarch Dora, one of the nicest ladies in Sandpoint. Unfortunately, the flash I used that day wiped out the image of Dora.
Twas a fun bunch: Esther, JoAnn, JoAnn's son and Carolyn, who was married to the late Doug Pennington. Old time Sandpoint family----i.e. Furniture Exchange, later Belwood's, now Pend Oreille Winery.
A monumental day in Sandpoint in late 2007 when Iraq War hero, Brandon Adam was welcomed back home with a parade and a ceremony after losing both of his legs in a roadside attack.
Brandon is an amazing human being who has accomplished some incredible achievements since coming home from Iraq.
He lives in Colorado with his wife and two daughters.
There is always time for triplet memories.
Now college frosh, these three have brought much joy to all their family members over the years.
As my friend Marian noted when posting this reminder, this year more than ever.
Let's all do just a little extra and be "better Angels."
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