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March 26, 2015

While canning chicken last night, I was remembering my sister Karen and her husband doing the same one year. I posted my accomplished photo of canned chicken on face book and the store was told by Karen and Helen...always fun to think back of those  times and have a laugh 

Cindy Boyenga   I will never forget Jerry's Chicken Shopathon at the grocery store and all the work you did in canning that night..LOL


Karen Wellman Roth Couldn't remember who all was there just that I ended up with 27 chickens and no refrigeration space so had to do them that night. Jerry still gets chicken cards from Helen! Jerry's chicken fiasco!


Cindy Boyenga I don't think I was there for that one...but maybe Helen was? plus all the kids each having to buy 2 chickens each...ha ha ( there was a limit of 2 per person as i remember the story)


Helen Page Mom and I were there; what a memory that was. We had to catch the plane early so did not stay up to help Karen, never will forget how we went to church and then pulled off the chicken heist at the store. just a limited amount per customer; we all went in, turned out we were the only people in the store at the time, all buying the chickens. jerry was outside putting them in his van as we came out(LOL) Karen I am so sorry I did not help you can them; did you get any sleep?



Karen Wellman Roth Not much! We did enjoy the chicken but Jerry wasn't my favorite person that night! Makes for great chicken cards through the years tho.
Helen Page It is a challenge to finding the chicken cards; a year long venture, sending them for Jerry's birthday
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Helen Page Cindy, it was so hilarious that night in the store. We all came in separately and tried to act like we didn't know each other. One by one we sauntered back to the chicken cooler and picked up the limit. Then we spread out at different checkouts; was really sort of obvious that they would have such a run on chickens all at the same time(LOL). It was to be one special to a family; I sort of felt like a crook breaking the law(LOL). There were the kids, Mom, Karen and I; not a word was spoken to each other; the checkout girls had to wonder what the heck was going on!
 
Cindy  I can see this was one shopping trip it was good to miss out on! ha!!

(No comments from Jerrry were made....Hmmm)



March 16, 2015

The Lee Center Post Office Sign

This is a familiar sign to the Wellman family and residents that lived in Lee Center. It is the sign that hung outside our  stone house  for many years, displaying  the location of our town's Post Office. . My brother Don made the sign  when he was in high school for dad . Dad was post master in Lee Center Il , so this sign is dear to my heart. ( yes, the post office was  at our our home) In the corner of the sign,  Don decided to initial it and included his sweetheart's initials as well. I guess it is a good thing they got married after high school. as  those initials remained there yet another 50 years. After Donice passed away and  five years later,  Don was blessed with yet another happy marriage to Donna Wagoner...another DW that took on the Wellman name!  I have this sign hanging up in our family room downstairs...Long live great memories of having the post Office in the Wellman home...many customers heard the  squabbles, piano/instrument  practice,,  and the laughter that went on  with the five Wellman kids.  no need for the program "if walls could talk"...I am sure everyone heard it all.




 
 

February 14, 2015

February 10, 2015

Wellman Family Photos...priceless!





Family fishing trips in Mn...my memories.





Cindy, Karen and "Snookie"


Someone near Brainerd, Minn.


1953

 

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Growing up in Northern Illinois, and surrounded by "boring flat fields of corn", it was always a treat for Karen and I to go fishing with the folks in Minnesota...where a beautiful lake surrounded by lots of pines and trees existed. I believe it was near the town Brainerd, Minnesota. Sometimes the entire family went, but as my brothers were a lot older( 10 and 15 yrs older and my oldest sister  7 years older)  the folks had different family members  and experiences going on fishing trips





Sometimes, sister Helen and brother Don also would go but Howie was much older and in college at this time. We had a car load in that old 49 Plymouth , that is for sure.

This particular year, it was Karen, Don and myself with the folks...and probably my last trip fishing with Dad...and mom declared this was no longer on the list for vacations for her...LO
L..here is why.


My sister had this thing about getting car sick, so the 13 hour ride up and back was never too much fun for either of us in that back seat! Once there, the first couple days , my sister and I got into poison ivy and were miserable. It wouldn't be long and bed bugs would be discovered in the cabin and the rain would start. I remember these fold down wood window boards we would close to keep rain from coming into the cabin's screened windows. Mom and Don had gone fishing when a storm quickly came up. There were high winds and lightning, all the ingredients of a severe thunderstorm had marooned us to the cabin and Mom and Don to the lake. I could tell dad was very worried. It was a small miracle they didn't drown! Don walked the boat along the shoreline, getting mom safely back to us...which in itself was no easy feat. Mom had this look of hysteria on her face when they returned. A couple days later, I whined until dad and Don agreed to take me out in the boat to fish with them. What a disaster that ended up being! First of all, I had what I felt was a "monstrous bite" on my fishing line which frightened me . I had often heard the "huge northern pike" stories from my brothers...and the natural thing for me to do in self preservation was to throw the fishing pole into the lake and let that monster take it if he wanted it that bad! The sad thing was...it was my dad's brand new expensive fishing pole....which made me feel awful as dad never bought himself anything nice like that...and I threw it away! If that wasn't enough, my brother dove in to rescue the pole, staying under water a considerable time to try to find it, without success. I thought for sure the monster had eaten him! ...and began to cry...poor dad . When we got back to shore with my brother looking like a drowning victim, I jumped out of the boat only to get snared by a big fishing hook , which was embedded into my cheek. This led to more expense and a trip into Hayward to see the doctor , have it cut out in his office and to get a tetanus shot in my rump!

Needless to say, things didn't; go too well this fishing trip, but as I look at this picture I fondly remember all the good things about it as well and wouldn't trade the memories for anything. I did understand why mom wanted to stay home after that though and is why I seldom took my family on a fishing trip.

  Helen writes, "It is no wonder Mom did not want to go back!(LOL) I remember going one year with Dad, Howie and Don. That was the year that Mom stayed home with you girls. My hair was not combed for a whole week; it was a mess of snarls, etc. by the time we got back home and I am sure I was a dirty little Piggy. Dad did not make me do anything the whole time we were there; I was free as a bird! The fish were not biting good that year; remember that there were 2 lakes they could fish from? The one where we stayed in the fishing cabins was " Merrymack"??? and the other was Lake Edwards. One day Dad took me to Lake Edwards with out the boys; the fish were not biting our bait. However another group that were fishing nearby had some fish and offered one big one to us. Dad said to me "Let's tell the boys you caught this big one" and we did. They were really mad about that; there little sissy sister catching a big fish and they had none.

My memories are of the dive bomber mosquitos that attacked us. Between the holey screens and the cracks in the wood floor; they relished coming in and attacking us at night. I remember sleeping with the blankets over my head and hearing them buzzing. Also the Army worms that hung from the trees!! REmember the shack where you cleaned the fish? And the ice with sawdust on it; where you took your fish to keep on ice until going home? Also the little restaurant on the porch of Snookies parents house where we went to eat once in a while? I remember the time when we went in the old Plymouth and could not get up the hill at Woodbine. It was a 13 hour drive at best to Minnesota. Finally Dad let it coast all the way down the hill and found a little gas station in Woodbine. A bug was in the gas line; after that was taken care of..we were on our way to far away. I was so scared we weren't going to get up that hill. I remember it would get so hot that we would lay on the back seat (must have been crowded) and stick out feet out the windows. No wonder Karen got car sick; more of a wonder that we all didn't. It was a special time; we thought it was really great. Mom and Dad had a way of making our lives happy without spending a lot of money. And we earned that vacation by cutting asparagus..taught us responsibility as well. I wish our grandchildren had this kind of experience; they have so much, so young these days. "


Karen states " Even with the poison ivy (which Mom would go out and pull to keep us from getting it) and all the problems ,we had some wonderful summers in Minn. Wonder what happened to Snooky...never knew her real name! I do remember being checked for ticks and having them removed! "

February 7, 2015

Jean Gerdes Feb 6 88 yrs old

We are headed in the right direction now.  Feb has arrived...can't wait for Spring to come ! I had a great day yesterday with my neighbor Jean , who turned 88 years old. we had Italian dinner at angelo's and then went to the Tampico historical society's birthday party for Ronald Reagan, ( whom  Jean shares a birthday with)  I took several photos and with share a couple of them here with those of you that know her, I know you will enjoy seeing them ..she is such an amazing lady. She has an exerxise routine she does ( and has every morning for the past 40 years) for 15 minutes..and can still touch her toes and has remained very limber ..also likes to garden,do puzzles as shown,   and walk. She is looking forward to being outside again as well..Needless to say, she enjoys her flowers that her son and her niece gave her. ~~ Happy Birthday Jean!
 


 


 
 

 
 

January 22, 2015

Don A. Wellman, named after  dad's brother, Don. Aunt Bess F;ach  always called him her "little Christ child"" well...I think those that knew my brother Don Wellman, will agree, that this picture says it all...ha ha.. ( wish I had found this photo 2 weeks ago to share it with him...) I will post comments from fb that were said.
 
Helen Page .."Looks like he had the "Don" nod even then :(LOL)
 
Darlene Hinkle "He already has the LOOK you described at the funeral!:
 
Colleen Lampe Lawrence in his day, all boys wore 'dresses' until they were potty trained. easier to change diapers. So, I THINK this is his BIG day! LOL, NOW, get those curls cut, Donnie. LOL Wish yuo had found it earlier and we could of teased him.
 
 
 
 

January 21, 2015

Chicago world's fair memories of the Wellman Family

My sister,  Helen and I were discussing the Chicago Worlds fair of 1893..and the never forgotten incident that occurred there between our great grandparents , Grandpa Christopher Wellman  and his wife Amana.   Apparently the story goes, that he left Amanda sitting at the fair and went home without her. . It was in horse and buggy days, someone from Lee Center area ,who knew her,  brought her back.Grandpa  had been last seen standing at the back of a trolly going by she said.  She was standing on a street corner, most likely very upset with Grandpa Chris. They lived in Lee Center at the time in the house we lived in.Also at this fair, is  when the White city at Grants park was built, also a ferris wheel.
 Amanda (Brown) July1 1829-May 19, 1923    Christopher Wellman June 10.1821- Dec 23, 1909

Then came the next Chicago fair of 1934 and my dad, two uncles and grandfather Henry "Hank" Wellman  went to the fair..this time, no one was left behind.!  ha!  .Here is a photo of them at the fair.


 

January 10, 2015

                                    Sandy Bluff School

First established  1840. A new wooden frame schoolhouse was built in 1845. On January 28, 1915 the school was completely destroyed by fire.and was rebuilt.    . There  were two cloakrooms, two halls, a library and a large classroom on the first  The Sandy Bluff School was located  east of Sandwich, IL. at the northeast corner of Sandy Bluff and Griswold Springs Roads. . 
Mom   began school around 1909 at the age of 4 yrs. , along with her siblings ,Lewis,  Frank, Ray, Ethel and  Leona, and cousins Florence Apple and others...they would walk 2 miles to school each day.( to Sandy bluff school from their farmhouse) Games they played were " Pom Pom Pull away, Mother May I, and I stole a million dollars, which included locking thieves in the cob house. "  Her teacher would  meet them on the lane going to the school house and would have then bring in wood  for a fire and then walk down the hill behind the school to the well to bring in  drinking water.  It was a combined class and she said older students taught her  more than usual as  she read and  she would pick up information from their studies.as well. She later would  attend  the Sandwich Community High School a year or two, which was not uncommon . She said many never went 4 years to high school.  . Mom said, "growing up with three lively brothers, made me a pretty tough kid  . It was at this school that mom and others would see their very first red Model T Ford being ( having a bumper seat)  driven by  some men politicking near the school house one day. While announcing the democratic candidates for their area over a speaker phone...the kids all yelled " Spiced cats and pickled rats are good enough for Democrats"...a saying I would one day tease hear about. putting it on her gravestone, .as she became an avid Democrat.. She never missed voting in a presidential election in 80 years.   Mom left  HS  after a couple years and took a secretarial course in Aurora Il.  after that she began work in a foundry In Sandwich Il where she met dad and they eloped in 1926. He boarded at their farm house and they hadn't told  our grandparents they had married, Uncle Ray  saw the marriage license in moms room and showed it to grandma, who then proceeded to announce their marriage.  After a year or so, dad would purchase the place where he would take his new bride to live ...at the Wellman family home in Lee CenterIllinois.  


Mom had fond memories of Sandy Bluff School  , her teacher, and  the cousins that attended. I believe it now is a private residence.

Sarah Duvick Stevens writes " I'll be sure my uncles see this. My dad and his brothers also attended Sandy Bluff. Then it reopened again for the next generation to house kindergarten. I did not go there but most of my siblings and several cousins did as well."
Karen Wellman Roth Mom loved talking about school. She still remembered poetry she learned. A favorite was There once was a girl who had a curl in the middle of her forehead. When she was good she was very good but when she was bad, she was horrid. With that she would stomp her foot down. She later bought a doll that looked angry and had that curl

 
 
Married 1926 
 

December 11, 2014

christmas village 2015



This is the Christmas village I love getting out each year. We made these from cardboard and lots of glitter one year  on a forum and had so much fun doing so...they are 4-6 inches scale and  each has ability to be lit with bulb, though I didn't set them up that was this year...  one is modeled after my own house herein Tampico....Can you recognize it?

 
 
 








This is a cloche I made for the buffet...always one of my favorites...