Sunday, April 16, 2006

Easter Sunday


The week-end has gone pretty well in spite of the fact that Betty and I would have celebrated our 57 Wedding Anniversary on Friday. Beautiful yellow roses were on the altar at Church today in loving memory of that occasion. Hymns about death and resurrection are not easy to sing these days. I am assured by those who have been through this experience that it becomes easier as time goes by.

Annie and Bill came in yesterday. I took them out to Famous Dave's for supper and she and Pete are currently cooking Easter Dinner. Ham and whatever. We have usually gone out for breakfast or an Easter Buffet, but not this year.

While the roses were beautiful, and can be kept cool and used for at least a couple of more Sundays by our Decorations Chairman. She's an expert at that sort of thing. The other flower news is that the dozen or so tulips which had bloomed at the top of our driveway have been stolen by someone. It wasn't an animal since the plants are still in good shape it is just the bloom which have been neatly cut from the stem. At least Ann's Civic is still out front. There has been a rash of news about stolen Civic's in our part of town this past week.

Thursday, April 13, 2006

Full Moon

Last night as I was taking some trash out I noticed how bright and full the moon looked. When I came in the house I checked and found it would not be truly full until tonight. Then the idea come “of course, dummy. It will be full before Easter." That feast has been designated as being on the first Sunday after the first full moon following the vernal equinox. In the next 18 years Easter will occur any time from March 23d (2008) to April 24th (2013). In both 2009 and 2020 it will happen on my daughter’s birthday - April 12th, which happens also to be the birthdate of my youngest brother. Not until 2022 does Easter fall on the same date it did in 1949 the year Betty and I were married. We were both teachers at the time and got married on Maundy Thursday so we would have a few days off for our honeymoon in Cincinnati, OH. Our 57th Anniverary would have been tomorrow.

And to all a Happy Easter.

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Life Goes On!

Life goes on. Pete was up early this morning to report for his new part-time job with Albertson’s grocery. In addition to evenings waiting tables at Jake's he will be learning to Meat and Deli operations at one of the west end Albertson’s. Ken writes that he is in the process of buying a Condo in Helena. I’ ll see him next week when he comes down to Billings to leave with Pete for St. Paul where they will represent me and the rest of the family at granddaughter Stephanie’s wedding to John Huss. It is likely that Jimmy and his family will also be there. Annie’s Blog (http://bloggersall.blogspot.com/) tells us that while she has tenure with the Lame Deer school district she may very well be offered a job as librarian/English teacher back at Ashland where she started 25 or so years ago. It will be closer home and will involve less treacherous winter driving. Will and Karyn will celebrate their 20th wedding anniversary tomorrow(4/!2) and Willie will be home rather than at the office working on other people’s Income Taxes as he has just started a new job which will give them that privilege and joy. David will soon be a father-in-law for the second time. While Paul and Louise are pretty much in settled jobs life still poses its challenges.

I cleaned out some of the basement again today. It is amazing still to find the kinds of things my dear wife kept against the possibility of maybe using them someday. Since they haven’t been used and they simply remind me of my loss they are out of here. She is still everywhere in this house - she is simply not here for a hug.

The tulips are up and blooming as you can see below where David has added the picture I e-mailed him yesterday. Against the possibility that it might rain I did get some yard work done this morning. Namely spreading some fertilizer so that Pete will have some grass to cut later on. It is still a bit early to have the sprinkler system turned on. It will wait for about another month.

Monday, April 10, 2006

Betty's thoughts

4/10/2006 I found the following thoughts today whie cleaning out the garage and deciding which books could be thrown away. One was a diary which had not entries, but these words were written in Betty’s hand. I had inscribed a date on them as written in June 1957. This would be just after twins were born 3 months prematurly and survived less than 24 hours.


“We give friendship, love, we are helpful; we laugh with others and are happy. But when God’s plan of things enters our life in what to me are the most dramatic ways, how do we feel? Friends & relations rejoice and who is prouder than poppa at the birth of a child? Momma wonders about the miracle in which she has just had the leading role. Those of us who have been privileged to have children know that if we choose we can escape from most of the unpleasantness. Tho’ I wonder if we haven’t really cheated our-selves of the full impact when we choose to escape from God’s plan for this part of our life. But, no matter, how many of us remember heartache, sorrow and loneliness which we experience? We seem to be wrung of all emotions and human feeling. Doubts and fears arise. This is God’s plan also. In there not somewhere in his plan an intangible something He gives us after the miracle has passed? One miracle brings us untold happiness, the other untold sorrow, but both are God’s plan. If we ask him He gives to us as much faith and courage to accept them both gracefully. Not that we are not to sorrow , but not as they who have no hope. Help us not to forget the experiences with a sweet sorrow. Help us to remember those expressions of faith and courage which we expressed. Help us to bear under the words of encouragement that we have planned to say to others. Help us when the miracles of God are most manifest in our lives.”


Can you wonder how I loved her so much? And here she gives me the right to sorrow.

Sunday, April 09, 2006

Anniversaries

Blogging will not be easy this week. Betty and I would have been married 57 years come Friday the 14th. I find that even in singing of heaven in the various hymns of Easter that my tears well up and I'd just as soon not put myself through that. She meant so much to me, as I'm sure she did to many who read this. While I may be convinced that she is at peace with Father God and Brother Jesus I can only pray for the comfort of the Holy Spirit while I come to terms with her absence. It ain't easy.

Friday, April 07, 2006

Musings

I’ve had Rocky Mountain College on my mind recently. For one thing I missed a meeting of the Executive Committee of the Institute for Peace Studies last week. It completely slipped my mind, although we did have a funeral of a long time member of the Church that afternoon. There was plenty of time after that to get to the meeting. The Administrator was not happy since she had to take minutes. I’d best not let that happen again. Then, on Monday of this week I saw in one of the funeral homes listing the name of the woman who was my first assistant in the office when I came to work at RMC in August of 1961. She worked the Admissions Office and was later moved to the Office of the President. She worked for at least 3 of our Presidents before taking retirement. Sylvia was an important part of the life of Rocky for many years. Yesterday the City Administrator of Billings finally announced her choice for Police Chief. It was Rich St. John who is a Rocky Grad, and one whom I have know quite well over the years since his graduation. It then occurred to me that the United States Marshall for Montana, Dwight McKay, is also a Rocky Grad, and one who I had in Psych class and have had occasional contact with since his graduation. Then, today in the entertainment section of the Billings Gazette a current student was highlighted as a country music singer who has been on the stage since she was 10 years old having won some kind of contest in Dickinson, ND. She is going to China this year for some sort of gathering. I am rather proud that I played a part in the education of two of our “finest”, and that Rocky is alive and well at this point in her history. As the words of the Alma Mater say:
“Rocky Mountain we all love you
Alma Mater of the West.”

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Spring Rain


It happened. We did get rain as the TV weather guys announced. As I sat by my front window late afternoon yesterday There were threatening clouds to the south. I’ve often been surprised that such phenomena does not necessarily mean that it is going to rain. It almost always meant rain as I was growing up in West Virginia. This time, it did, and according to the weather channel we got .14 inches yesterday. This will make a total this year of 3.09 for the year in Billings. My relatives in the East and in Texas will not think that is very much, but to the farmers in this area it is a “Godsend”. The best part is that there has been very little wind and the moisture has had a good chance to sink in. We have had a fairly warm spring and as I went to the mail box this morning I noticed that my tulips are now in full bloom. I guess one could say in this case that April showers bring April flowers. The grass is beginning to turn green and there is a brave leaf on one of the lilac limbs which did not get cut off during the big trim in December. I can only hope that the apple tree will hold up blossoming until the danger of frost is past. Last year it was in full bloom when a late frost came along and pretty much did in the apple crop for 2005.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Tech boobie

The Chronicles of Narnia hit the stores today for the first time. I had a couple of gift cards from dear daughter which I’ve been saving against that time. Mid-morning I left the house and went to Hastings to use them. When I got there and looked around, there it was. A sealed package with the goods inside. At that point I realized I had gotten the cards out to look them over to see if there was any penalty since I’d had them since Christmas. None. But they were still on the computer desk at home. A quick drive home and back and I had the goods. When Pete came home his first question was something to effect that you can’t play this on your TV. It’s for a PSP (or something like that). It probably wasn’t even the movie. I had just seen “Narnia” on the rack and assumed it was what I was looking for. So much for my technology IQ! Fortunatly I hadn’t opened the goods so I took it back, the sales lady (girl) asked if she could help and I explained what had happened and that I wanted a CD. The next question was - “Music or movie” and then - “Wide screen or full screen?” I got the full screen and now am waiiting for the spirit to move as to the right time to sit down and watch it. Pete has already seen in at the theater so I don't have to wait for him.

Monday, April 03, 2006

Health Insurance

By mid-February I recognized that my monthly health insurance premium had not been taken from my Medicare allotment, and had not been charged to my credit card. A contact with the home office assured me that I was still insured and that due to the foul ups at the Government level the fee should come out of my March Social Security. Didn't happen! It didn't happen today either. I talked with John Morrison at the Democrat dinner Saturday night and he gave me a number to call if there was further need to straighten things out. I called and then called New West again. This time the gal who anwered me told me that I could change the option of taking things from Social Security to charging it to my American Express. Now I can check that account come mid-month and see that the $328 due has been credited. At any rate I am still insured and have no fear of seeing my Internist come the middle of April.

Thursday, March 30, 2006

Eclipse

Pete commented yesterday after hearing some TV report on yesterday's eclipse of the sun across Africa, etc that we couldn't drive north to Roundup and see this one. Several years ago I took him and Paul out of school and we drove that route so that they could experience a full eclipse. I had seen a few in my lifetime, and this was not be be missed even tho' school was in session. I continue to be amazed at the silence which occurred when the final phase of the eclipse took place. There were many people at the place at the time. Every noise stopped. Even the sounds of animals and birds were silenced. It was a remarkable experience. Some might say Holy.

Bill and Ann drove further north in Montana that day and we have a picture of the corona which Bill took and give us, I believe at Christmas that year. The picture was taken 2/26/1979

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Long Distance

The Technology columnist in the local paper has written recently about is wife’s use of her TracPhone. This is a cell phone service where one buy units as needed. Cards for this service can be bought at various stores including Radio Shack and Wal-Mart. A couple of years ago daughter Ann gave me a Nokia with minutes available. Later I added 300 units so that I could use the phone on a cross country trip. I had used a phone from a motel in Bismarck once to report on son Jim’s surgery and it cost the proverbial arm and leg. Calls on the TracPhone cost around 33 cents per unit. One unit local and two units long distance. I called Portland last night from my basement office and the connection was very good.

The reason for this Blog is to report my recent experience in loading new units. I get an e-mail from TracPhone occasionally offering a deal to add units. One needs to do this in order to preserve one’s call number - not that I expect people to call me using that number. It MAY come in handy someday. Anyway I went through the procedure from my G4 dial-up as previously, but nothing was added to the Nokia. I decided to give it another go, but was told that the Promotional Code granting additional free units had already been used. I did a few more operations, but still no more units.

I regularly check my credit card accounts and found that TracPhone had charged me twice at $99.99 for units not received. I e-mailed them twice at about 5-7 day intervals and got no response. Yesterday I called their 800 number and got a very pleasant lady with the typical accent (thing India) who said that her name was Cynthia. She walked me through the process (time consuming) and lo and behold there are the additional units. She then transferred me to their credit card section and I talked with another lady who said her name was Lisa. She asked a few questions, assured me that the second charge would be removed and gave me a confirmation number. I have to say that I was pleased with the response I got with the phone call, but I still wonder if they every answer their e-mail.

Enough already. I’ll talk more about the flat world we live in later.

That Phone # by the way is: 208-3279. Not that it is turned on with any regularity.

Monday, March 27, 2006

The threat of death

I was just reading in USA Today about a time a film-star, singer was threaten with death before a concert in Central Park. Of course the news is full of the Iraqi who converted to Christianity and who has been threaten with execution on the one hand and now that he is released he had been condemned by the Islamic Clergy and has to be protected.

Several years ago when I was on the Billings School Board I moved to take the name "Christmas Holiday" out of the Calendar. I believe that I've told that story in my blog on Fiddler on the Roof. At any rate the town was in an uproar. People accused me of taking Christ out of public life, etc., etc. AND I got a letter through the US Mail threatening my life. I took said letter to the Billings Police Department and then acknowledge it and assured me that this sort of thing seldom had any real meaning. As far as I know there was not followup on their part as to who had written the letter. And nothing did come of it. What got me to thinking about this episode again was that fact that the last two Sundays I've gone by Billings Senior High School on my way to Church there have been many cars in the parking lot as if something was going on and the people there were not in Church. I know that at least on one of the Sundays the lot was filled to capacity and a wrestling program was going on. Not to many years ago the School in Billings were even careful about scheduling events on Wednesday nights because many of the Churches had traditional Wednesday night activities. So much for public outrage over a simple change in a calendar to give credence to the fact that Billings is a multi-ethnic, multi-faith based community.

The threat of death

I was just reading in USA Today about a time a film-star, singer was threaten with death before a concert in Central Park. Of course the news is full of the Iraqi who converted to Christianity and who has been threaten with execution on the one hand and now that he is released he had been condemned by the Islamic Clergy and has to be protected.

Several years ago when I was on the Billings School Board I moved to take the name "Christmas Holiday" out of the Calendar. I believe that I've told that story in my blog on Fiddler on the Roof. At any rate the town was in an uproar. People accused me of taking Christ out of public life, etc., etc. AND I got a letter through the US Mail threatening my life. I took said letter to the Billings Police Department and then acknowledge it and assured me that this sort of thing seldom had any real meaning. As far as I know there was not followup on their part as to who had written the letter. And nothing did come of it. What got me to thinking about this episode again was that fact that the last two Sundays I've gone by Billings Senior High School on my way to Church there have been many cars in the parking lot as if something was going on and the people there were not in Church. I know that at least on one of the Sundays the lot was filled to capacity and a wrestling program was going on. Not to many years ago the School in Billings were even careful about scheduling events on Wednesday nights because many of the Churches had traditional Wednesday night activities. So much for public outrage over a simple change in a calendar to give credence to the fact that Billings is a multi-ethnic, multi-faith based community.

Saturday, March 25, 2006

Lewis and Clark

Interesting morning and early afternoon. I had breakfast this morning with brother John and his family. John mentioned several weeks ago tht we ought to go to Pompey's Pillar and have our pictures taken wearing our Marshall University hats. I mentioned it again today and the decision was made that this was the day. John drove us out - about 40-45 miles from Billings. The gate at entrance was shut so we walked back in. It could be 3/4s of a mile. Maybe a bit less, but it's been so long since I've been for a long walk it seemed that far. Then to get to the signature which Clark carved into the rock we had to ascend a long multi-level staircase. We did that and had pictures taken in front of the glassed in signature. I got a picture of the signature which can be read if blown up enough. Then there was another series of steps and ramps to the top of the pillar. John and I went that route and saw the whole valley which Clark would have seen and he deterrmined their futher route to the Missouri River to meet up with the rest of the party. It is one magnificant valley and well worth the climb. The only "pain" I felt was to the knees. The heart behaved itself.

The picture will, hopefully, be published in the Marshall alumni news at some point. I graduated a couple of years ahead of John since I was discharged early from the Air Force in WW II. I graduated in 1946 and was the first grad to receive a diploma from the hands of the new President, Stewart H. Smith. This resulted from a mix up between the Registrar's Office and the Dean's Office when an Incomplete which was made up and not recorded prevented me from participating in the Spring Commencement. When Dr. Smith heard of this he promply invited me into his Office and presented me with my diploma with due ceremony. I then went on to take a Master's Degree in Psychology and was invitedto stay and teach in the Department the Fall of 1947. But that is another story.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

A day in the life of . . . .

As I sat in front of the TV last night I began to wonder what I had accomplished during the past few hours. What is a day like in the life of an 81 year old widower?

I got up around 7:30 a.m., dressed, went to the kitchen and took my pre-breakfast pills. Then it was a half-hour spent reading the comics and looking at the obituary page. At this age one does have a tendency to check on one’s friends. Then it was time to get breakfast (a bowl of shredded wheat with banana and coffee), and finish reading the paper. By this time one can check to see how the financial markets are doing, check the weather channel, and then get some cleaning up done. Like, run the sweeper. Nothing like a little exercise. I Then remembered that there was laundry to be done. I went to the basement, made my bed and did two loads of laundry. My usual pattern is to make sure that I am around when the dryer stops so that the clothes can be folded and put away with a minimum of wrinkles. Ironing is not my thing so most of the shirts, etc. are permanent press. Since the computer is in the basement there is time to check a couple of out-of-town newspapers, e-mail, and some financial records. Then it is time to get my lunch and take a short nap. The mail came with the latest copy of my news magazine so time is spent reading that, then checking the market close. That is 2 p.m. local time. Time fritters away. I check my mutual funds at 4 pm and then watch Lou Dobbs for a while. By this time it is time to begin thinking about supper. In the past Betty took care of that while I watched the local and national news programs. We sat down for supper in front of the TV and watched Jeopardy together. Last night I watched the news and during commercial breaks prepared a broccoli soup from a mix. When it was nearly done I added some frozen broccoli spears. A couple of large bowls of that and some ice cream and a cookie filled me up. The rest of the evening was spent watching the aforementioned TV. Actually I usually skip Tuesday night TV until Boston Legal comes on.

When I stopped to think about it the day wasn’t all that different from most days in the past few years. For a long time now Betty and I have gotten our own breakfasts and lunches, and done our own laundry. It just worked out that way. And it certainly was no big deal. I (along with my siblings) grew up doing laundry and house keeping. We had a wise mother who made sure that her sons would be “good” husbands.

Monday, March 20, 2006

History lesson - don't be bored!

History often takes a strange twist. I have recently finished reading “Team of Rivals” which relates the history of Abraham Lincoln’s succession as President of the U.S. and of the Civil War. The following is excerpted from a document entitled “The Tragic Fate of Guyandotte”. This area was a part of Huntington, WV as I was growing up. It’s history is that of a separate community with secession tendencies as a part of Virginia. The raid spoken of below was not a major battle of the War, but it certainly has an interesting history in my own family. The Colonel John Clarkson who led the raid was a Great Uncle of my wife, Harriet Elizabeth Clarkson of Ceredo, WV. The Baptist Church which was burned by Union troops was pastored by my Great Grandfather and my mother’s father, Grandpa Petit, sued the federal Government long after the war and got recompense for the damage. How interesting! My wife’s relative is a Confederate Army officer and his action results in blatant destruction by Union soldiers of a Church which has a long history in my own family. And neither of us had any knowledge of this until many years after our marriage. Not that it would have mattered.

“Although Confederate cavalry raids were frequent and discouraging to Union supporters. One such raid, carried out on November 10, 1861, targeted the town of Guyandotte, Virginia, which served as the hostile host of a Union recruit camp. While successful, this action precipitated the burning of the town by Union troops and sympathizers in one of the Civil War's early acts of retaliatory destruction. These events foreshadowed the increasingly harsh nature of the Civil War, reflecting the hardships suffered by the soldiers of both sides, as well as the civilian population and local communities. Guyandotte's fate was a result of the residents' suspected collaboration with the Confederate raiders and the town's established reputation as a "hot bed of secession."

“In 1857, Eli Thayer, a United States congressman from Massachusetts, unveiled his plans for founding a colony in the region. After a brief visit to the area in May 1857, Thayer selected a site ten miles west of Guyandotte for his fledgling community, which he named Ceredo.

“Regional tension was exacerbated as a result of John Brown's raid on Harpers Ferry, which strengthened support for secession in Guyandotte. Although few of the town's citizens were slave holders, they protested against Northern sympathy for Brown and vowed "to repel at all hazards" any further encroachment upon their right as Virginians to own slaves.

“In the first week of November (1861), Confederate General John B. Floyd ordered a cavalry force to "proceed in the direction of the Ohio River, and to strike the enemy a blow. . . ." The raid was led by Colonel John Clarkson, whose force numbered about seven hundred horsemen from the Fifth and Eighth Virginia Cavalry regiments. . . The Confederate cavalry charged into town at full speed, capturing several Union sympathizers before crossing the Mud River and moving toward Guyandotte.

“As the triumphant Confederates withdrew from Guyandotte with their prisoners in tow, the steamer SS Boston appeared, moving slowly up the Ohio River. Aboard were approximately two hundred Union soldiers from the Fifth Virginia Infantry, who had advanced from their camp in Ceredo after learning of the attack.

“The business section of Guyandotte was completely gutted, purportedly to prevent the Confederates from returning for supplies. The Buffington Mill was burned, as was the Forest Hotel. Even churches were not immune from the torch. The Guyandotte Baptist Church was burned after two unsuccessful attempts when Union soldiers tore off the shutters and stuffed them with straw before setting them alight in the church belfry.

“In 1909, the Guyandotte Baptist Church was awarded $2,500 by the United States government for wartime damage.”

Sunday, March 19, 2006

Memories

This Blog is getting to be more of a personal diary that I anticipated it would be. Today I was looking through a bookcase and found a book with the signatures a and memories of many people who attended our 50th wedding anniversary gathering at First Baptist. All of the children and most of the grandchildren were present and took part in the Morning Worship Service with David doing the sermon. The ladies of the Church had a great reception following the service, There are over 100 names signed in the Memory Book. As of this date (less that 7 years later) over 10% of those who signed have died. Two long time members of the Church passed on just this week. Their spouses now share my sorrow. The caption on the first page reads:

“Do you not see that you and I are as the branches in one tree? With your rejoicing comes my laughter; with your sadness start my tears. Love, could life be otherwise with You and Me?”

It doesn’t take much to “start my tears” these days. A lovely Niece calls this “joyful sorrow”, and I guess it is. The memories of ones love are so precious that there are tears of joy for having shared ones life with her for so many years.

This has been a week of joy as four of our seven have been present at one time or other to share our time together. Peter and I took David to the plane this morning for his return trip to Texas. He got to share some Montana Spring snow as he left since we had about 5 inches on the ground over night. The roads were slick so I ducked out going to Church and did some cleaning up after the visits. And, of course, there were some basketball games to be watched.

Friday, March 17, 2006

Fiddler on the Roof

Last night son David and I were watching the 1971 movie of “Fiddler on the Roof”. He along with Pete and Will were in the Billings Studio Theatre production with me back in January 1980. I played the Rabbi. At the time I was the Representative of the Big Sky Area Baptists on the national board and was a member of the Billings School Board. (This is an aside.) The Calendar for the coming school year was presented to the Board during the production and I moved that the year end Christmas Vacation by deleted and that it be called “winter break” or something similar. The Conductor of the orchestra for the play was Jewish and many of the kids in the cast were also Jewish. As “Rabbi” and as an American Baptist Clergyman I felt that the seperation of Church and State is important. The motion Passed and the Roman Catholic Education reporter for the Billings Gazette made a big issue of this in the paper the next day. Later my collegue at Rocky Mountain Colleger who was also on the Board labelled me as the Grinch who stole Christmas. That appeared in a bold headline on the story the next month that that some of the Board were going to move to rescind the previous action. The Chairman of the Board stopped me one day at the local Osco Drug Store and implored me to reconsider. I knew that I had at least 3 votes on the Board to retain my motion and a local Congregational Pastor spoke to one of the members who belong to his Church and she agreed to vote to sustain the previous action. Needless to say I was not re-elected to the School Board the next year, but a woman who was a member of the local Temple Beth Aaron was. The Superintendent dealt with the whole question by listing “holidays” at the end of the Calendar rather than throughout the list.

I’m not sure that it is right for me to share my grief with my readers, but there is something I have to share in some way and I have not been able to speak it to anyone. And sitting her at the keyboard it is not easy.

When Tevya learned of one of the daughters desire to marry he finally relented and in a following scene speaks to his wife that they love each other. I anticiapted the next line from my memory as he began to sing the lovely “Do you love me?” I could not keep the tears away as I thought of the many years Betty and I were able to speak our love to each other, and when her heart was near its last beat she looked up at me with eyes wide open as if to say - “I love you.” and “Good-bye.” We never really got that last chance to say out loud to each other “I love you.” But I find myself remembering that last moment and say again and again - “i love you, Dear. Sweetheart, I have loved you so much.”

Monday, March 13, 2006

Security problem??

I suppose one ought to be thankful that Banks are very careful with their customer accounts. Nevertheless, I am truly upset with the recent action of USBank in regard to my ATM card. I last used it on March 1st without problem. Today (3/13/06) I went to the ATM to get some cash and the maching returned the card with a notice - “This Card is not valid.’” I, of course, thought I’d entered the wrong pen so started over with care. Same result. When I went into the Bank I was informed that the Card had been cancelled. Further exploration indicated that when I had reported Betty’s death that her card and mine had the same number so the card was cancelled. Never mind that for the last several years the Account has been in the name of the Taylor Family Trust, and that only one of the Trustees had been reported deceased. I let the Branch Manager know that I was thoroughly upset with the action of the Bank and that I hoped she would let the home office know. Betty Sanderson (Phil’s wife) said that she would certainly do so. They did give me a temporary card and will expidite a regular card in my name only. I only hope that successor trustees will not have this kind of problem in the future.

Sunday, March 12, 2006

Retirement planning??

When I first came to Rocky Mountain College in August 1961 I had been under the Ministers and Missionaries retirement plan of the American Baptist Churches as well as their health plan. Betty was pregnant at the time so M&M agreed to keep the medial plan current until Peter was born in late October. Since RMC was not a ABC organization I was not eligible to remain on that retirement plan, and the rubric at Rocky was 3 years of employment before one was able to enter their retirement plan with TIAA-CREF. Under the circumstances Dr. Phil Widenhouse, President, decreed that I would be immediately eligible for the retirement program and the medical insurance as soon as the M&M was no longer available. I have been eternally thankful for Phil’s thoughtfulness. Today’s PARADE magazine made be again grateful. I toted up my income from TIAA-CREF and Social Security and to falls in the mid range of the income of currently employed Americans. This does not include some minimal income from various bonds and a lifetime Annuity with the College which will become the Jim and Betty Taylor Scholarship program at my death.

I can only encourage those who read this blog to be thoughtful of the future as you reach retirement age. I retired just short of 70 and have already been retired nearly 12 years. It is well to think ahead since over half of our 7 children are already over 50. And I am looking forward to a visit from the latest half-century kid later this week. The article in PARADE is fascinating and can be read on the WEB at parade.com after Wednesday of this week.