by MarianBeaman | Oct 14, 2020 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Family / Nostalgia, Recipes, Tips, Uncategorized
Click below to hear the crackle of baked petals, sort of like crunchy leaves in autumn . . . in Florida, not! RevCrunchingPetals7704.TRIM How it began: A fresh-petal illustration from Mennonite Daughter, Chapter...
by MarianBeaman | Oct 8, 2020 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Family / Nostalgia, Memory, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Uncategorized
Welcome to the #RRBC “ROCKIN’ 2020 AWAY” BOOK, BLOG & TRAILER Block Party! @martabeaman #Giveaways * * * Here’s What I’m Giving Away Today: $ 10.00 Target Gift Card Post a comment to go into the draw – Good Luck! (One winner...
by MarianBeaman | Oct 7, 2020 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Coming of Age, Family / Nostalgia, Nostalgia, Reflection, Uncategorized
Ian Christopher Beaman Born in 2007 2 pounds, 5 ounces Now age 13 Strapping young man, full of vigor, praise God! A precarious beginning, indeed Our fourth grandchild appeared unexpectedly in early October, on his mother’s birthday, not as anticipated in early...
by MarianBeaman | Sep 16, 2020 | blog, Coming of Age, Family / Nostalgia, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia
Great Grandpa Sam, born in 1863, was honored with a party for his 80th birthday. My great grandfather Samuel Brinser Martin’s birthday party was even written up in the Middleton (Pennsylvania) newspaper. I don’t know whether my family was invited to the...
by MarianBeaman | Sep 9, 2020 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, meditation, neighborhood, Quotations, Tips, Uncategorized
“Uh, oh, look here.” Husband Cliff was perusing local news online in our city newspaper. “Here’s a photo of Kitty and Karl Ellison’s house. A big, old live oak fell on their roof yesterday!” I shivered as I glanced at the disturbing sight. Seconds later, I felt a...
by MarianBeaman | Sep 2, 2020 | blog, Education, Family / Nostalgia, Memory, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia
At Rheems Elementary School in Pennsylvania, classes began right after Labor Day, just like clockwork. My aunt was my teacher in the first four grades, the charms and challenges of which I describe in my memoir. Miss Longenecker, aka my Aunt Ruthie, taught...
