by MarianBeaman | May 19, 2021 | blog, Conflict, Memory, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Quotations, Uncategorized
Memorial Day is celebrated this month and I’m think of my forebears living through the World Wars . . . My Grandfather Henry Longenecker and my Father Ray Longenecker were Mennonites. Both registered for the draft during one of two world wars Grandfather Henry...
by MarianBeaman | Apr 28, 2021 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, meditation, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Uncategorized
At the initiation of Anna Jarvis President Woodrow Wilson signed a proclamation in 1914 declaring Mother’s Day an official holiday. Although It takes place on the second Sunday in May in the USA, Mother’s Day is also celebrated internationally on different...
by MarianBeaman | Apr 14, 2021 | blog, book review, Family / Nostalgia, Literature, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia, Quotations, Uncategorized
In a super-sanitized theatre earlier this year, we viewed the movie LAND, the story of a lone women who seeks solace in nature to heal unbearable wounds BLURB (no spoilers!) From acclaimed actress Robin Wright comes her directorial debut LAND, the...
by MarianBeaman | Feb 10, 2021 | blog, book review, Education, Family / Nostalgia, Memory, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Recipes, Uncategorized
Mennonite Man, Willard Roth, reared on Iowa farmland, has a long career as Journalist Author Church leader World traveler . . . and always a Cook and Entertainer Mennonite Men Can Cook Too (2015) is a compilation...
by MarianBeaman | Dec 2, 2020 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Coming of Age, Family / Nostalgia, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Uncategorized
Books Make Great Gifts Here’s a Gift to Share! Discover the charms of living in rural PA in the 1940s-60s Follow the author in her path toward forgiveness American Link Canadian Link Amazon Universal Link Thank ...
by MarianBeaman | Nov 18, 2020 | blog, Coming of Age, Family / Nostalgia, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Quotations
“Where have you been hiding?” I asked myself as I discovered a tiny, green volume under three other, larger diaries. Over three years ago, my sisters and I cleared out our Aunt Ruthie’s house. They agreed to my placing her diaries and journals in my suitcase, flying...