Friday, January 30, 2015

Remembering a Hometown Hero (Dad)

My Dad passed away last Monday.  He was 92 years old and married to my Mom for 68 years.  There were many notes of admiration and comfort from local towns folks who knew him.  The family loved this one:

"Mr. Reeves lived as a hero among us for nearly a century.  A decorated World War II veteran and a family man who owned and operated a prominent local business for decades."  

Read the newspaper obituary in the  Cumberland Evening Times.   Thank you for all the prayers.

Sunday, January 25, 2015


Bob knew we needed to get out last Sunday, after an emotional trip to my Moms'.  He studied his map (he calls the paper map his GOM, for Good Old Map), Bob asked if I wanted to ride to Stonewall Lake, about an hour from home.  It was a dreary winter day, with a forecast for rain.

"The sun came out just as we exited I-79 on our Sunday drive to Stonewall Lake."
January, 2015

Friday, January 16, 2015

Family Feast

Christmas is Christmas when the kids are all here together.  This year Michelle's parents, who retired to the west coast, returned home to West Virginia too.  Greg and Michelle treated us to Christmas Eve hors' deouvres and we all helped in Christmas Dinner preparation.  Michelle made the pies with Chris and Greg doing the chopping.  The menu included:
Peppered Herb Beef Tenderloin with Gravy
Homemade BBQ Buns
Mexicana Shrimp Kabobs with Colorful Peppers, Onions and Butternut Squash
Maple Roasted Carrots
Long Grain and Brown Rice
Tomato-Mozzarella-Basil Salad
Apple Cranberry Pie
Pumpkin Pie
Warm Cranberry Wassail

Our little house with one great room was comfortable and full of love.

Many of the recipes are on my food blog:

Sunday, January 11, 2015

So life doesn't take a toll

On Bob's new job driving a flag car, he drives on new roads and spots places where he wants to take me.  That makes us both happy.  The Searight Toll House on Rt. 40 (the National Pike) was 35 miles from home, west of Uniontown, Pa.  We'll go back this summer when the house is open.  The cost is only $2.00-the same toll charged to the smallest wagon in 1830.

Monday, January 5, 2015

This is my word 2015

This is my word for 2015.  When I will observe my surroundings, watch the birds, pet the cat, play the piano and enjoy every minute of my retirement.