In my last post, I mentioned that we had gone to

cemeteries and the ages, etc., of grandparents, 

etc., when they died, but I didn't finish.

This is a picture of Stan's family when he was 

about 9. His dad, Cliff, was 50 when he died of 

a brain injury and his mother, Lola, was 62 when

she died from lung cancer. In this picture, Dick, 

Stan's only sibling, appears to be just a few 

months old and Stan is 8 1/2 years older than 

Dick.

We tried to find Grandpa and Grandma Kelly's

graves when we were in Walla Walla this past 
weekend.

Would have found them if I'd driven around the cemetery first and seen how it was divided. They 
were buried in the Oddfellows section of the cemetery." Oddfellows was a lodge comprised of people with occupations outside of the recognized trades, such as the Masons, which were started by those in 
the stone/brick working trade. Grandpa (Archie Rowen) Kelly was 72 when he died of a heart attack
in 1942. He died in a phone booth in Walla Walla after calling Grandma to tell her the bus was late.  Grandma (Ethel Audrey Warren) Kelly was 77 when she died of breast cancer in 1959. I had heard many times that my grandfather's first name was just "Arch," but on his tombstone, it is listed as 
"Archie."

Those are just some of the reasons I have been so passionate about supporting Relay for Life for

the past several years, but on to other things...

and Janet's in Mill City, OR for Jessica's baccalaureate (Thursday) and graduation (Friday)
ceremonies. She received some very nice scholarships, including one renewable $1000 anonymous
scholarship.

Saturday morning we left there for Walla Walla where we enjoyed Timm and Teri's wonderful 
barbecue while celebrating Brendin's college graduation, his birthday, Timm's 50th birthday and 
Timm and Teri's 25th anniversary. (I can't figure out how it happens that I now have 2 children older than me--well, not quite,

Timm's birthday is the 6th.)

During the week we saw all of our kids and grandkids, except for Timothy who is off making his

fortune while fishing in Alaska. It's always great to see everyone!

On the way home from Walla Walla yesterday we stopped in Yakima and visited a distant cousin and

his wife, Bill and Helen Stobie. Bill's great-grandfather, John, and my great-grandfather, Joseph, were

brothers. We enjoyed our visit with them and hope to see them again.

and I talked about a very interesting relative of ours--Joe and John's brother, Will. Even though he 

wasn't the oldest, he was the one who seemed to have taken "charge" of the family after their father 

was killed by a barn door falling on him. I have a book about him if anyone would like to read it. I 

understand he carried a 45 on his hip for most of his life and was not too bashful about using it when necessary. I don't know how he knew when it was "necessary."

I am really getting to like "anonymous." Jessica got that wonderful scholarship from "anonymous,"

"anonymous" mowed our front yard while we were gone and "anonymous" made a very generous donation to my fundraising efforts for Relay. I think that's the most interaction I've ever had in such a 
short time with "anonymous." I'm not even sure if "anonymous" is male or female--oh, the mystery of it all!

Today has not been nearly as interesting as the past few, although Timm did give me some rhubarb

yesterday so I made a rhubarb crisp with some and froze the rest of it.

Not especially creative tonite, but I've been at this for awhile--it's after 9:30, so ...