Leaning Chimney of Shelby

It's Gone! The old chimney, aka the leaning chimney of Shelby, is gone. I wanted to get a couple of pictures of the old one but we weren’t home when the work started so I didn’t get it.

This picture from a year ago is all I have.

You can see the temporary fix. The patch didn’t hold up as good as expected. The mortar was about gone on one side and the 100+ year old bricks were very soft, thus a big lean to the southeast. Probably wouldn’t have held up to another winter of strong north winds. Scary thought. The new one looks good to me and will be able to hold up to those strong winter winds.

Sure glad that job is done. All that is left is filling in the deep ruts, about a foot and half deep, left by the machinery that was used, plant grass seed and all is good.

And then there is the front yard. The town of Shelby is updating water and sewer lines. We were the only house whose water line was connected to the water tower. Every time the town needed to do something at the water tower and had to shut off water, we were shut off, too. So, the town decided that while they were putting in new pipes, this would be a good time to move our line from the south side to the north side of our house. More big machinery. More torn up lawn.

What a mess. But the town said they will take care of it and plant grass seed. Wonder if I should've gotten that in writing?

We sure are hoping for a wet fall once the grass seed is planted. For now, we are enjoying the quiet now that all the machinery is gone.

Rose

A day to remember.

Today is one of those days, when we all remember where we were and what we were doing when the towers came down. I was just getting breakfast on the table for 6 daycare kids. I had the radio on, as usual, for morning news. But like most mornings back then, I would not catch much news. I heard something about plane crash but with 6 six hungry mouths, it didn't register what I had heard. Next thing I knew the phone was ringing and my youngest daughter asking what I thought about the plane crash. At that point, I didn't know what she was talking about. All she could say, " was turn on your T.V".  Six little kids to care for and the world changing forever, a day I will never forget. Scared for what the rest of the day might bring. I remember how quiet the world seemed when all planes were grounded. We live in the fight path of Eppley Airfield in Omaha for planes going east. No planes made the world seem unreal. We had a planned Zonk night the next evening and usually the T.V. is off. But that evening we were all wanting it on, listening to the latest development. Even today, 13 years later, that day brings sadness and tears.

God bless America today and always. God be with us.

Rose

52 years and counting.

September started on a beautiful note. It is sunny, the humidity is down and the storms last night missed us. We had family home this holiday weekend. Today, we are spending a quiet day doing nothing, unlike 52 years ago. On September 1, 1962 my hubby and I said our “I do’s”. It, too, was a beautiful late summer day with blue skies and sunshine and lots of family and friends to help us celebrate. And definitely not quiet. Yes, there were bumps in the road, but we were able to work through them. We have four wonderful daughters and sons-in law and 13 grandkids with one grandkid-in-law and another to join our clan soon. God has definitely blessed us all these years. And hopefully will for more years to come.

Hope everyone is having a relaxing holiday.

Rose

Sept, 2012 on our 50th anniversary