Funeral services will be held for Esther Heral at 2:00 PM on Saturday, July 7 at the Community Center. Everyone is welcome to attend. Finger foods are needed for after the service.
I found this article(Poem) in an old e-mail about 1999. I lived in Delta Jct for 5 years and some of my family still do I did not know the author. Thank you, Darrell Phillips
The dump trucks roar along the way.
The tourists clog the malls.
I’m late for work again today;
The traffic barely crawls.
A moose just ate my cabbages;
My lawn is dry and brown.
The bugs are little savages.
The woods are burning down.
Campgrounds are overflowing
with Winnebago or Itasca.
The trash along the roads is growing.
It’s summer in Alaska.
Gas prices just went up some more;
the people are complaining.
From gardening my back is sore,
and it’s windy or it’s raining.
An earthquake shook the house last night.
A volcanic flow is near.
A grizzly tried to take a bite
of parts that I hold dear.
The air is full of dust
until our carburetors choke.
Of dandelions I’ve had my fill.
My clothing smells of smoke.
Why do I remain up here
since I have my druthers?
It’s the worst place in the world I fear
…except for all the others!
….David L. Mathews
Enjoy the sourdough recipes this month submitted by our very own Carefree Gourmet cook, who also celebrated her birthday on June 25.
Sourdough Applesauce Cake
1 cup Sourdough starter
1 cup flour
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon nutmeg
1/2 teaspoon cloves
1/2 cup sugar
1/2 cup brown sugar
1/2 cup butter
1/4 cup dry skim milk
1 cup applesauce
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1/2 teaspoon allspice
2 teaspoons soda
1 egg, beaten
Preheat oven to 350 and grease and lightly flour an 8 inch square cake pan. Combine starter, milk, flour, and applesauce, and let stand in a covered bowl in a warm place. Cream the sugars and butter together until light. Add the beaten egg and mix well. Add spices. Add a half cup of raisins or chopped nuts, if desired, or a mixture of the two. Beat until well mixed and no lumps remain. Bake at 350 for 35 to 45 minutes. Test for doneness with a knife when half an hour is up. Allow to cool completely before slicing.
This winter McCombs Manor hosted a temporary resident for about three months. Miss Sassy was a beautiful tiger striped, golden eyed, long haired cat with a peaceful disposition and affectionate nature. We offered to care for her while her “parents” were Outside, and I don’t think I’ve ever fallen in four footed love so fast in my life.
It only took about two days to figure out the Sassy’s routine, which we soon realized couldn’t vary much, especially dinner time, or we’d hear about it. She was a very vocal cat, and liked to remind us often how intelligent and clever she was, especially when she was staring intently out the sliding glass door, a routine we began to call Sassy’s Bunny Vision. We quickly learned the difference between her contented chirps and demanding meows and soft pleas for more back scratches. She never fussed when we left the house, but when we returned, there was at least an hour of penance to pay in the form of lap time cuddles and furry faced commentary.
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After a long, courageous battle with colon cancer, Merle Sandy, 62, went to be with his Lord Jesus Christ on June 16, 2007, surrounded by family and friends. Born in Arkansas City, Kansas, May 30, 1945, to Hobert Allan (H.A.) and Rebecca Louise Sandy, his family moved to Avenal, California when he was two years old. Merle attended school in Avenal, Hayfork, Fall River Mills, Redding, Needles and Red Bluff, CA, where he met and married Carol Hinkle in 1962.
Following in his father’s footsteps as a pipefitter/welder, he worked in refineries, oilfields and on pipelines from Libya, North Africa to California and Alaska. He lived in Alaska from 1972 to 1987 and was well known for his skill as a welder on the 800 mile Trans Alaska Pipeline.
An avid outdoorsman, Merle enjoyed hunting throughout Alaska and California. Merle was a long time member of Northern California Pipe Trades Local 342 out of Concord. He and his family returned to California in 1987and moved back to their home in Benicia. Merle took early retirement in 1997 because of an old neck injury.
In 2002, after several years as a bachelor, he went back to Delta Junction, Alaska. He renewed an acquaintance there with Susan Kemp and they were married September 20, 2003. Merle and Susan moved back to Benicia for his medical care in 2004. They attended Calvary Community Church.
His family said “He was an extraordinary family man who will be dearly missed as a loving and giving father and friend”. He is survived by his beloved wife, Susan, sons Ronald Sandy of Benicia, Richard Sandy and wife Julie of Concord, stepson Todd Blum and wife Tracy of Roseville, sister Elaine Sandy of Vacaville, grandchildren Crystal, Shelby, Cody, and Tanner Sandy, Taylor and Joshua Sandy, Trinity and Ty Blum, nephews, a niece, cousins and many friends he made easily throughout his life. He was preceded in death by his father, mother and older sister, Jeannie.
The family invites you to attend a special celebration of Merle’s life at Calvary Community Church, 1315 West Military Street, Benicia, CA, 11:00 AM on Saturday, June 23, 2007.
In memory of Merle, donations may be made to the Sutter Solano Charitable Foundation-Cancer Center, 300 Hospital Drive, Vallejo, CA 94589 or Calvary Community Church Youth Ministry at the address above.
I want to focus this column on thanking all of the dedicated litterers out there, who help to make our community a better place. I also want to apologize to you collectively. I must confess that in the past I have harbored ill will toward you. I considered you to be selfish, slovenly, inconsiderate slobs who bore no appreciation for the beauty of our state and who did not respect the rights and property of others. However, a series of recent experiences have shown me how wrong I have been and have helped me to understand your true selfless nature. I only hope that you can forgive me, and that future insinuations by uninformed people like me will not discourage or deter you from your noble life’s work.
The first event that triggered the beginning of my mental paradigm shift occurred just a stone’s throw up Tanana Loop Extension from my house. In that location yawns an old gravel pit. Concrete barricades have blocked off its two entrances. However, enough room remains before the barriers for a vehicle to pull off of the road, and at the entrance closest to my house, a vehicle can actually drive deep enough into the trees and brush to be nearly out of sight of the road.
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Gary D. Nilsson, 62, longtime Deltan and Gerstle River area homesteader, passed away in his sleep, Tuesday, May 5, after a short battle with lung and brain cancer.
His memorial service will be held June 12, at the Delta Community Center, starting with a share-a-dish at 6 PM.
Historic, fun, memorable moments of Gary’s youth begin at 6:40 PM, followed by family memories. Open mic for friends’ songs and sharing thereafter.
E-mail Jean at email@example.com if you have photos or remembrances of Gary to share, a song to sing, or ideas for celebrating his life at the memorial.
If you’d like to write up your favorite or most funny remembrance about Gary, and bring it to the memorial service, we will post it on the his “memory wall” for folks to read during the potluck.
Folks can bring written remembrances or pics to the funeral to be posted on his “Memorial Wall” and to put in his daughter’s scrapbook when the funeral is over?
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After fully regenerating from my organic malfuncions, I was eventually able to locate a quaint and time intensive device called a Dell Optiplex GX745 Core 2 Duo, which seemed to possess rudimentary information compiling capacity. Although my non-organic database had been erased, my organic databanks retained sufficient memory of ancient pRuglugrion technological history for me to extrapolate and reconstruct the crude techniques necessary to preserve this report.
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Congratulations to the graduates from New Horizons High School.
Seth C. Brennan
Ayla Lea Chapman
Danielle Marie Merrill
Let me tell you something right now. I’ve had about all of Spring I can stomach! I swear, if one more person skips up to me quoting sonnets about the gorgeous weather and sunshine, I’m gonna knock them flatter than water on a plate! This is my least favorite season. I’m feeling grumpy enough about having to endure it, without a bunch of superficial do-gooders trying to cheer me out of my dark blue funk!
When I patiently scream at them that Spring is a giant zit on the face of the year, they look at me as if I were a Matanuska Valley zucchini and they were allergic to squash. I wind up having to engage them in a fruitless and exhausting debate in defense of my perfectly legitimate opinion. Therefore, in hopes of curtailing any more perky greetings from you romantic idealists out there, let me mention just a couple of the woes and trials that have plagued me this year, since the mercury in my stupid thermometer forgot how to stay down below zero where it belongs.
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