February 1, 2001
Biscuits and Gravy
First off, I like supporting local activities and community gatherings. Second; I have learned that in rural Nebraska, Biscuits and Gravy is usually a pretty tasty deal! Thirdly there are some pretty great cooks in Louisville and lastly I live within walking distance of the Senior Center.
So, last Saturday morning I figured that the Elves would be hungry and we could just cruise on down to the Senior Center, tuck that napkin in around the collar and pig out!
Come to find out, "We" are all on a no-gravy diet these days and so I had better get used to some nice carrots and lentils.
Community Support is strong for Bashem Family
Keri provided and update on Ken's condition:
Ken is looking a little better. He had gotten an infection the other day, but they caught it right away and started him on antibiotics and that has killed it. They started doing skin grafts on Monday. They did his right hand. So things are looking up. Diane is doing well everything considered.
We are going to have a Contribution Drop Day to collect items for Ken and Diane.
We are also looking to collect any household items for all rooms of the house, small kitchen appliances, kitchen utensils, towels, curtains, bedding, silverware, pots/pans, washer/dryer and anything else you can think of to help them restart as everything was a total loss. We already have a kitchen table/chairs, a loveseat, a double bed/box springs, 2 end tables.
Please bring these items to Louisville on Saturday, February 3rd, across from the Methodist Church by the railroad tracks. There will be vehicles there to load up everything to take to storage. We will have guys there to do the unloading from one vehicle to our trailers and such but need people to bring what they can...no matter how small. If you cannot bring the items yourself, you can call me at home at 234-2663 or Theresa Kline of the Louisville Jaycees 234-6355 and we can arrange for a pick up or alternate drop site.
The Louisville Jaycees are putting on, and Herbie and the Hotheads
Also, there will be a Fundraiser Pancake Feed held at the Louisville High School Cafeteria on February 17th from 7a.m. to 11 a.m. prior to the "Super Shooters" contest in the school gym.
Keep in mind you can make monetary donations at Home State Bank in Louisville. The mailing address there is:
Bashem Fire Relief Fund
Diane at Home State Bank said that the Community donations are approaching $1000 and that they are hoping for much more soon.
This is a very tragic time for the Bashem family so let's do all we can to take the stress out of their recovery and help them as much as we can. Please keep them in your prayers.
We would all like to thank the Louisville Firefighters and especially Les Hlavac, Mike Keyes, Jerry McClun, and Jack Faubion. When some ambulance personnel wouldn't keep my sister, her boyfriend Scott and I informed on Ken's condition when they returned to the fire, these guys took the time and compassion to update us as best they could and then took us into the house so we could look around and get what valuables we could out that same night. They are a great bunch of guys that know how to do their job and don't mess around. I just want them and everyone else to know we appreciate them very much.
Also, would like to thank Mr. and Mrs. Rose from Louisville Liquors. Yesterday while we were cleaning out the house, we took some laundry we thought we might be able to salvage down to the laundry mat. Mrs. Rose was in there and offered to wash them for us for no charge and she took care of everything for us. That meant a great deal. Even these little things the businesses can do mean a lot.
Thank you everyone for you Prayers and Good Wishes!
The Elves are Revolting!
There is a serious issue in that we have spoken to 5 other households that have received outrageously high gas bills last week and found out that there meter readings have been just estimates for several months. All the recent press about skyrocketing gas prices might cause people to just pay the bill without question, but I for one am glad that we decided to look into it a little further. So should you!
Our Mayor can beat-up Your Mayor...
"Downtown, whenever snow is a factor
I don't know about you, but I felt a tear welling up in the corner of my eye as I read that poem, partially because it is real stink-o poetry, but mostly because it captured the essence of our little City for me. The combination of sugar-plums and diesel fuel springs to my feeble mind.
Now I have heard many stories of Parka-Clad Mayoral Snow Sightings from various sources, but like the proverbial Abdominal Snowman, there are never any photos! No Proof!
Well, we may not have any good Mayoral Snow Shots, but what about this? Click Here: http://louisvillenebraska.com/images/mayor01.jpg
You Go Mayor Dan Dude!!
City Council Meeting Minutes:
Lions Remember Memphis
The Elves at WireBuilt are having a particularly good time working on their new website. I guess this "Fun" thing is contagious!
Story # 5 My Favorite Eccentric
(AUNT FLORENCE ... 1940) Truly my favorite eccentric. Her name itself should have served as an ominous omen of my fate.
Poor old Aunt Florence, not really a relative, was just a kooky old maid neighbor.
Elma was near normal and she never said anything or did anything to call attention to herself. Aunt Florence on the other hand was a delight to pester.
These two little old ladies had a double taste of bad luck. They not only had the grave misfortune to live right next to my Mom's house but they also had an iron picket fence. I can still vividly recall roller skating past their place as fast as I could with a sawed off broom stick held out at arms length. This always prompted poor old Aunt Florence to come out her front door on a dead run yelling at me to get off of her sidewalk.
After I had disappeared on down the street she would go back inside her little house and peek out between the curtains, waiting for me to come back. This was the signal for my brother and his friends to make a lot of noise out in back and pretend to be doing something with her back fence.
After a while Aunt Florence would leave her lookout by the front window and step out onto her back porch to see what was going on near the back gate. This was the cue for me to race back across her front sidewalk with the broom handle again clattering away along the iron picket fence.
There are still hundreds more of Aunt Florence stories to tell but space and time are limited. Maybe some time I'll write an essay called, "Aunt Florence and the neighbor kids." In it I will tell you about her cats and the problems they had with my B B gun.
Next story Johnny and his gas machine.
Mr. Tempelmeyer can be reached by emailing: mailto: [email protected]
What the Cat Saw...
Hank's Link of the Week
There is no extra charge for this service and if you forget something I will just drop on you like a bag of Mole-no-More! This is the site that first got me interested in reading minds, check it out! http://www.sandlotscience.com/Games/Mind_Reader.htm
Having fun, and Puttin' on Funny Hats south of the river....