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Road Trip!!

The 100 year Kappa Alpha Theta Centennial celebration at the University of South Dakota! What better excuse for a road trip. Well as it turns out an airplane trip plus a road trip.

Jenna and Natalie are both alums so a great opportunity for the cousins, as well as the wee cousins, to catch up. Not to leave out all the other alums – Aunt Gayle, Uncle Jim, and Grandma Bev.

There was even time to take in a circus!

Have a great time guys.

Remembering Rosie

I was reminiscing the other day about my oldest sister Rosella Mae – Rosie is what we called her and as far I know everyone else did as well. It was her birthday, and I was rummaging through some drawers looking for a picture of her. She died way too young.

She was quite a bit older than I was so she was more like a “visiting aunt” that came to visit from time to time. She brought presents, a big smile, and huge hugs for everyone. I remember when I was 4 or 5 years old standing with my parents on the platform at our train station waving goodbye to Rosie as the train took my big sister off to school. She was studying to be a nurse.

As part of her training, she got to travel to “far away” and exotic places like Fergus Falls, Minnesota, and then she moved to Philadelphia, Pennsylvania! For a little kid growing up on a farm outside a small town in Northwest Iowa, Philadelphia seemed like the other side of the world and possibly the most exotic place there could be.

She had her own apartment, her own car, and a goofy little dog called Poopsie. One of those funny looking bug eyed little bundles that was just another member of the family. One of the first cars she owned was a Studebaker. She may have been the only one that owned one of those things, but I sure thought it was cool and she did too.

My oldest sister Rosie is gone now, but I love her still, and her memory is always with me. From left to right, this picture is of Rosie, me, my sister Lu Anne, and our mother Gladys sitting there in the front.

Happy Birthday Sam!

Happy birthday big guy! Wow! Eight years old and look’n good!

Have a super duper day Buddy. Sorry we couldn’t join you for your birthday this year, but have a great time at your bowling party. Knock down some of those pins for me – Ok?

Can’t wait to see you next weekend!

Love you, Sam and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Grandpa Johnson

Happy Birthday Linda!

The 6th of Janauary is a very special day. So definately a day to celebrate.

Great Grandma Bev was even in town to help with the celebration so off to the Cheesecake Factory for a grand meal, some great fun, and naturally a bit’o cheescake. 🙂

Happy birthday Honey!

Happy New Year – from the Johnson’s

I do need to begin this post by apologizing for my lack of attention to the family blog this year. It just seemed as though my “day job” was always getting in the way of the “important things”.
So I thought that I would create a chronicle of 2011, and then promise (my first resolution of 2012) to do a better job keeping you updated in the future.

As always the year begins in the Winter – with SNOW, and 2011 was no exception. This sort of thing is just TOO arduous for a town as far South as Cincinnati, don’t you think? I’ve already put my order in for a more balmy 2012.

The Spring of 2011 began much better. Sam spent some of his Spring break here with Grandma and Grandpa Johnson, but naturally hanging out with cousin Madi and sharing some pizza and a chocalate sundae was the best part…

We were thrilled to be invited to Sam’s birthday bowling party in Mt. Vernon. I’m afreaid my bowling skills have vanished, but we had an absolute great time anyway…

The Spring continued while Sam played Little League…and while Madi continued to compete in gymnastics…

Madi graduated from 4th grade – with Honors!! and her Grandparents were naturally extrememly proud!

July found Linda and I traveling back to Cherokee for our 45th high school class reunion.
It was great to see and talk with old classmates and do some catching up. But FORTY-FIVE YEARS! Wow, how time does fly.

The reunion was an all-class reunion so many classes were represented. One Cherokee High school grad was over 100 years young.

A Bar-B-Q at the Becker’s (thanks Angie and Russ), a huge block party in downtown Cherokee, a wonderful 4th of July party at the Patterson’s (thanks Mark and Becky), plus fireworks at the airport capped off a great 4th of July nostalgic weekend.

And then Madi turned 10!

Sam, Grandma J, and Mom visited Santa Claus Indiana!

Linda, Gayle, Jim and I took a wee trip to our Summer home in the Smokeys and tasted the locally produced beverages. We didn’t go blind but there may have have been permanent damage …

Halloween certainly brought out the Goofs… And the traditional Thanksgiving feast almost never happened…

We had been invited to spend Thanksgiving with Jenna and Sam so naturally we said yippee, fixed up some “bring with” stuff and down the road we went.

Well about two thirds of the way there Linda’s cell rings and it is poor Jenna.

Somehow she had contracted a bug of some type and the poor thing had been throwing up all morning.

She had been trying to put together a Turkey feast between sprints to the bathroom and she finally just gave up and called her mother for a “poor baby” consolation.

Jenna wasn’t sure what to do or what to tell us to do. If she was contagious, she didn’t want to expose us to the bug, but having someone around other than a seven year old to hold her head would sure be welcomed.

Well… Long story short, Jenna didn’t have a fever so… Linda and I decided to brave the unknown and keep driving – naturally stopping at the WalMart when we got to Mt. Vernon in order to pickup all things medicinal to combat puking and diarrhea.

Jenna continued to get better as the evening wore on, and all of us “doctors” diagnosed he problem as food poisoning – giving us all a bit of pause as we grazed on Thanksgiving goodies all night.

Although a day late, we were able to celebrate our Thanksgiving holiday with turkey, stuffing, and all the trimmings on Friday with Jenna almost well and back to normal and a much happier self.

Christmas 2011 was fantastic.
All of our children and grandchildren were able to be here for Christmas, and as a special gift, Great Grandma Bev flew to Cincinnati to share Christmas with us as well. A full house! Full of folks, full of joy, and full of love! It can’t get much better than that.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

Checkout our “Christmas 2011” page for more pictures of everyone as well as the joy, love, and the MESS!

We pray everyone had a very blessed Christmas season, and that everyone has a very Happy and prosperous New Year!

Our hearts overflowed this past Easter as Jenna was received into the Holy Roman Catholic Church and we were able to share the communion of our Lord together for the first time. A very special moment indeed.

And somehow, I’m not really sure how this happened, but we were able to carve out some fun time and take in a Cincinnati Reds baseball game with some friends this year. A great time – it was HOT – we won!!

I Bet they Just Print Some More!!

It is definitely time to resurrect this posting from 2009. What do you think folks?

I received this as an email the other day. I’m not sure who the original author was, but it did make me smile…And think!



Happy Father’s Day – Pop

It was the time of the Great Depression. Mom and Dad were just married, jobs were very scarce, and money was even harder to come by. Dad had been working as a hired hand on my Grandparents farm, but those wages were not going to support his new family. So Mom took $15 dollars to get her through the winter, and Dad took off for Minnesota to the Dunwoody Institute to learn how to be a printer (lithographer). It was a tough winter for both of them, but over the next 30+ years the skills that he learned that winter raised a family.

This picture is one of very few if not the only one I’ve seen of my father “at his stone”. Before there was Kinkos, before there were copy machines, and computers, and scanners, and all the high tech gizmos we have today, my Father manually laid out the type. He ran a printing press and a linotype machine. What we take for granted today with computers and word processors he did by hand – one letter at a time.

Thanks Pop. Thanks for being there for us and thanks for being my Dad.

Happy Father’s Day.