There Once Was a Time

I had already started this post but feel the need to add this to the beginning rather than the end.  You might say timing is everything and in this case it sure was.  In my mailbox today was a beautiful card complete with a China teapot , cup and saucer with flowers and gold etching on the front.  I love tea pots and tea cups and use the one my daughter gave me on cold , snugly winter days.  Back to the card, it said, "A woman is like a teabag........you never know how strong she is until she gets into hot water"!  Eleanor Roosevelt.  That is nice and actually pertains to me,  I can get into more hot water!  The best part was on the inside that brought tears to my eyes.

Dear Cheryl,
You make me laugh!
You make me cry
I reminisce of days gone by
Love your blog-
Cook'n by the Creek
Keep writing and many
thanks for sharing!

It was a sit down and read it again and again.  You see it came from a friend from long ago when I lived on the Horse Run Rd.  I had already started the blog below.
I will say, "thank you dear one for the card, words of kindness and reminding me "there once was a time" I sat on your porch.  Blessings to you, Sue.

Yesterday was another Cheryl got the keys and headed out and about all by herself.  It's funny how the mind works when no one is with me.  I have been up and over Horse Run Rd. many times but yesterday was just me and my thoughts.  It really is a good thing there was no traffic behind me, I was a little old lady, "driving along in my automobile with no particular place to go".  If you are over 50 you know where that came from!
As I turned up Horse Run my first thought was where we lived for a couple years, The Biergarten, which is now the Roadside.  It was very small when we owned it. From 13 to 15 years old it was my home.  Many a night I went to sleep listening to the juke box playing Ring of Fire, Memphis Tennessee, etc.  Mike Taylor, Squeak Scott, Ken and Dick Blanchard, my brothers, all at that late 20's early 30's age.
Next just across the bridge on the left was the farm I was born at and lived until I was 10.  It was a beautiful Holstein Dairy farm.  My grandparents owned the farm behind ours on the dirt road.  They sold it to Leo and Betty Lauckren.  That was great because they had 3 daughters, Barb, Cindie and Sherry and one son Carlton.  How great, I could walk to their house all by myself.
Across the road just to the right of the bridge was my brother's house which meant I could go play with Pam and Barry.  Red and Nancy Haynes now live there.
 Next to them was Bob and Laura belle Karr's, Bobby spent quite a bit of time visiting my brothers.  I loved his sister Joy, she was older and of course I thought she was beautiful with a great smile. Scuff and Linea Simons live there now.
Of course next was the all too famous dump on the left.  Most remember going to the dump to shoot rats.  Oh, the fun back in the 50's, 60, and 70's.
Up the hill past the dump on the right was Messer Oil Pump Station.  They would pump 24 hours a day.  I remember the day it was shut down and how silent it seemed.  Reminds me of how quiet it was outdoors the day of 9/11 with no sound of airplanes or jets going over.  You never realize until quiet sets in.

I lived across from the pump station (actually I lived in 5 different homes on Horse Run Rd, dad would buy, fix it up and sell).  Next to the pump station was Rex and Madelyn Baker's home.  They had 2 girls, Sharon and Laurie plus their grandad lived with them.  Sharon and I have continued to be best friends for, let's just say 55 or more years.  We had some great times and sled riding at their house.

Next I passed the Taylor home which is still owned by their daughter Donna Fetzer, more good times at the Taylor house.  Theresa Taylor lived there, one time we gathered cat tails by the bushel full and threw them at each other,  The lawn was covered in fuzz!  Her mom, Celeste was so mad!  We spent 2 days picking fuzz up.

Wow, this trip back in time is taking longer to write than I imagined.   It is hard to believe but all of the homes have a memory or more for me.  That was a loving Run to grow up on. Great times, great people and so many are still friends.
  Part 2 tomorrow, until then Pass It On!  If it's good it's worth it.


     This is little Daffney.  I am happy to say Daisy, Buttercup and Daffney are healthy and tucked safely under Mama as of 7:30 pm tonight.  I can't stay away from them!  Every 2 hours I have to take a peek.