Timber

Sister had a dead tree near her house. Carroll Coop came and trimmed limbs but still she had a dead tree. Son George took the rest down today. You can see Helen’s house up the road.  I’ve walked every inch of this old farmstead barefooted.

In November 1966, we celebrated my niece Cheryl being one year old. Yesterday she turned 60. Fleta took the photo so she’s not in it. I was a sophomore in High School. I remember Cheryl’s  Mom made a chocolate cake with chocolate icing.  It was a stacked cake not a sheet one. I have brush rollers in my hair tied up with an head scarf and only Helen’s legs show. Brenda Gail can’t wait as she’s trying the cake.  Everyone here has passed, excepting Cheryl’s two siblings, Barbara and me. 

L to R—Willis, Hazel, Gilbert, Debbie, Brenda Gail, Gary, me, Richard, Clayton, Barbara holding Cheryl, Helen’s legs, and Gertrude— all Powells 🩶

Laura shared some peanut brittle with me. It’s made by the monks at Subiaco Monastery. They make beer and wine too. The brittle was outstanding. 

Abbey Brittle has been made and sold by the monks of Subiaco Abbey since 1995. In the beginning, various members tried to establish the production process for peanut brittle. After many attempts, Br. Thomas Moster, OSB, now deceased, and a close friend of the monks, Mrs. Jo Kastner, took on the project. The recipe is from Arkansas and features all-natural products combining peanuts, sugar, corn syrup and baking soda. Due to immense popularity of  the brittle, it’s now trademarked with its own logo.    

Astrid dug her little hill of potatoes. They look tasty.