by MarianBeaman | Jun 14, 2017 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Family / Nostalgia, popular culture, Recipes, Uncategorized
I have arrived at blog post number 365. Unbelievable! At least for me. It has taken me more than 4 years to accomplish what Julie Powell did in one year. Yes, in 365 days, Julie cooked and baked her way through Julia Child’s enormous cookbook of 524 recipes and...
by MarianBeaman | May 17, 2017 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia, Quotations, Romance, Uncategorized
Ruth Martin Longenecker: A Treasure in an Earthen Vessel October 4, 1918 – May 14, 2017 On Sunday, May 14, we said “Goodbye” to our dear Aunt Ruthie. Appropriately, Ruthie, a mother to many, passed away on Mother’s Day. Time with a loved one, no...
by MarianBeaman | May 10, 2017 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Memory, Uncategorized
“What are these?” I queried, opening a photo sleeve in Cliff’s art studio. “Oh, my word!” I announced to no one in particular as I fingered the first picture. Then I laughed, paging through all the photos, fondly called Clifftoons my...
by MarianBeaman | May 3, 2017 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, neighborhood, Tips, Uncategorized
For nearly four months now, we have been clearing out the house our Aunt Ruthie shared with Grandma Longenecker. My sisters and brother have been doing the bulk of the work so far. But in April help came from some members of Bossler Mennonite Church. Their assistance...
by MarianBeaman | Apr 26, 2017 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Memory, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia, Quotations, Uncategorized
My Grandma Fannie never graced a pulpit wearing clerical robes. She did not have a theology degree either. Certainly, no one ever addressed her as a Reverend. Yet one spring day in 1951 Fannie Martin Longenecker preached to the residents at Orville Mennonite Home. Her...
by MarianBeaman | Apr 19, 2017 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia, Quotations, Uncategorized
Crimson Album, a Golden Treasure Underneath a stack of stuff in one of the bedrooms my sisters and I sorted through, a red album appeared. It was really not very crimson, but more magenta in hue. To whom did it belong? What was inside? Behold! A scrapbook album my...
