You know, I know you fellows especially will never believe it, but sometimes—like now—it's time to write my column and I can't think of a thing to say. I can just hear those men now saying, "Oh yeah, imagine that, a woman not having anything to say." But 'tis true fellows, honest. So as I was saying, I don't know how it is all over the country but our part of it has had more spring rain than we have seen in years. And it seems even if it is a nice day and the sun is out, you can be sure that in a few hours it will cloud up and there'll be another heavy rain. You know we humans are never satisfied though; I'll bet a little later on in the year we'll probably have forgotten all these moisture-laden days and blurt out, "Oh I wish it would rain!"
One thing about it though: all this rain has pronounced God's beautous wonders all the more. The countryside is lush and green and the flowers are breathtaking. Our rose garden is just blooming profusely. Reminds me of the phrase in the 23rd Psalm" "My cup runneth over"—only I could say "My cup runneth over with beauty"—referring to the rose bushes.
Next week school will be over and we'll plunge headlong into an all too short summer vacation. Our 14 year old son Donald will be leaving next Sunday for a Basketball Camp for a period of one week, and it promises to be a good experience for he and the others that will be attending. It will be his first trip out of the nest for that long of a period anyhow—I'am anxious to see how well his wings will bear the flight, but I'm confident all will be well. After all, some of the instructors will be some of the world-famed basketball players, and that is just most of his world today. What could be of more importance than that to a young basketball player looking eagerly to the future?
And after too many anxious nerve-wracking days of waiting and hoping and trying to guess "Will I or won't I make the cheer-leading squad?" we finally have the holy answer in the affirmative—well almost anyway. Keli, age 11, (well, nearly 12—in December Mom) has been dreaming of nothing else for weeks but to become a cheerleader on the Midget Football Team in the fall and has now been informed she has made it as the official Panther (The black Panther is the symbol of our Teams in all school athletic activities.) SO— she will not be wearing the official cheerleading outfit, but will be dressed in a panther costume and will participate in the cheers and at other times will be doing acrobatic gyrations. Isn't that just wonderful? Or I guess I should say "groovy."
And Thomas Casey, who will be a big 4 years old in September, keeps all of us busy just keeping up with him. Aren't they wonderful at this age though (or any age)? Such a challenge to us who are trying to help mold the character of a useful Christian adult of the future. Must tell you though, we have a wonderful pastor at our church: the Rev. Truman Baker, a jovial, sincere down to earth Dutchman, whom we all love. Much to our regret, we have found that he must leave us in the near future.
Well anyhow, Tomrnie goes to Sunday School and church and in all this time I've not been able to convince him that Pastor Baker isn't God—we've been telling him who he is and he is slowly getting the idea, but still now and then he still speaks of him as God. When I told him Pastor Baker was going to have to leave us and go away and what do you think, he looked up at me with those adorable eyes and childish face and said, "Mommie, is God going back to Heaven?"
How about that? And you know, while we all know it is wrong for him to keep calling the minister God, he really isn't way off you know, for there's a little bit of God in all of us and to Tommie I think Pastor Baker's "bit" has shown through that he just couldn't help but see it.
A letter from Dean E. Wildrick, Cuba New York—this is actually a letter from Dean to Roger Kriebel of Mainland, Pennsylvania, and Roger sent it on to us. It is as follows:
"In reference to your letter quoted in the May/June 1968 issue of Gas Engine Magazine inquiring for a source of glass for oil drip lubricators; McMaster-Carr Supply Co. in Chicago, Illinois lists this item in their catalog along with complete oil drip lubricators for gasoline engines. This company is an industrial supply company which also carries other items of interest to us gas engine fans like grease cups and cast iron pulleys.
I hope this information is useful to you and I'm sorry that I cannot help you with any information on your Ohio gas engine."
Hope that was helpful to a lot of you gas engine fans. Another letter from Harry Bonnema of LeMars, Iowa states:
"Just a few lines to tell you folks what a wonderful job you are doing on the magazines. I do like the Gas Engine Magazine the best but for the reason that I have some 50 gas engines.
I would like to tell all the fellows in the Midwest that a new club has been started for the collection and restoring of old farm machinery. The club has been named The Pioneer Machinery Club. Meetings are held the first Friday night of each month at City Hall in Merrill, Iowa. Merrill is located just 18 miles north of Sioux City on Highway 75. So anyone interested, come join us."
Lots of luck to you folks with your new club. Roger L. Eshelman of College Springs, Iowa writes us:
"A few days ago I received a booklet from Ruben Michelson of Anamoose, North Dakota and have been browsing back and forth through it ever since. The booklet is a historical gas engine and gas engine manufacturers list of names from 1873 to the present time. There are around 1300 names and manufacturers listed in alphabetical order for easy reference. I don't know if this booklet has been advertised yet, but for anyone interested in gas engines or gas engine history it would be well worth the price.
A lot of work has gone into the booklet and Ruben deserves a high thanks for his effort."
Well, that's about it for this time my good friends. And for not being able to say anything I didn't do to badly did I? Watch those remarks, fellas! And in closing:
The toughest kind of climbing is getting out of a rut.
A man who walks with God always gets to his destination.
Let's swap problems since all people know how to solve other people's problems.
A friend is one who know us yet loves us.