The US has lost more than 1.3 millions servicemembers since it’s founding. That’s a high price to pay for our freedoms. Please take the time today to remember and be thankful for their sacrifice.
Here’s a breakdown, and some photos from USA Today.
Good morning from beautiful Atlanta (when the weather stays like it’s starting at 62° and going into the 70s with lower humidity than usual). We are getting spoiled. Seems like when Hollywood came here that we got the weather, too😀
None of my family members lost their lives in war, but several have served. My dad and an uncle in WWII, another uncle in the 1950s in Germany during the Cold War, my BIL in Vietnam, a cousin was a Navy Chaplin, a nephew in Iraq.
That movie, We Were Soldiers, was very good to watch to remember all who have lost their lives in service to our nation. It also made me think of you, AJ, and wonder more about what you were involved with while serving. Were you in one of the helicopters?
I attended one send-off party, when in high school, for guy about to go to Vietnam. One of my friend’s boyfriends lost his life there in a helicopter. I get teary thinking about it all.
Today is the day for the memorial my dad has been waiting six months for. I won’t be there. But brothers and wives, some of my children, husband, cousins and some from her side and probably some neighbors.
Similar. Generations of service but I know of none who died. Though I knew people who died in Vietnam. We have record of. Civil war on. One guy wrote a book about his experience in the civil war, it was in my dad’s house but they never found it when they cleaned. Another walked half way across the country to sign up and half way across the country to get home afterwards.
Currently, one son is stationed stateside and another is “over there”. Husband was in for Vietnam and Desert Storm but always around the world from the fighting.
It’s been a while but I remember seeing “We Were Soldiers.”
My dad and an uncle (who survived Pearl Harbor, he was on the USS Nevada) served in the Navy in WWII; at least one ancestor served in the Civil War (Union) and Indian War (I have his rifle leaning up against the fireplace). And I have my dad’s white sailor cap.
One of my cousins had to “draw a number” for the Vietnam draft, but by that time the troop withdrawals had begun and his number was not one likely to be called anyway. We were all relieved.
The graduating classes before mine in high school were hit hard by Vietnam, though.
Son was named for my grandfather, but I did not realize there was another by that name who my grandfather was named for. The first one fought in the Civil War and last year had some kind of recognition by a group. My brother attended that. I think I’ve heard that we have an ancestor who fought in the Revolutionary War. My brother is the history keeper for our family, and I have stayed out of his business😀
Father was the only living boy in his family and served in the Navy in WWII, but was not involved in fighting. My mother’s brother, my Uncle John, served in Africa during WWII. I think he suffered from PTSD before it was diagnosable. I did hear he may have had shell shock. I know no details.
I have had many relatives in the military as well as my grandson who will be finishing up his service in the Marines (God willing we don’t go to war!) this fall.
At the dinner I went to yesterday, I had a relative sitting next to her son, who has had many years serving in the National Guard. Down a few more chairs sat our cousin, whose almost full family–both siblings and son and DIL and himself serve or served in the National Guard. The relative told us that no one in Florida wants their children to be in the military. (Really, no one?) When I enquired why that would be, I was told because they don’t like the military and neither does she. I was speechless, which was probably a good thing. Her son did not respond either. If anyone thinks that having no military will mean having no war, you do not understand human nature, whatsoever.
I am grateful to anyone who stands up to bullies, whether it is a whole nation or one person. Thank God we have such people!
I had an uncle who spent two years as a POW in Korea. He is still living. He was declared dead, but there was a mix up and he came home in terrible shape, but alive. My grandmother had never accepted that he was dead. There was another family that was declared to be a POW, but now found out their loved one had been the one who had died. That must have been so heartbreaking, to say the least. My uncle went on to become a commander.
His brother became a commander in the Guard and another brother was actually in three branches of the military, which was annotated in some book. I never did find out what book that was, however.
My dad was greatly frustrated to be given an honorable discharge because of his asthma. His brothers all served, but the youngest who was of age between wars, no doubt. All the young men around him were serving during WW2, including many of his future BILs, so I am sure my dad was greatly disappointed.
Both my older brothers served, but my youngest became of age when the Vietnam War was winding down, so he did not serve.
War is a horror, and I am grateful one day there will be no more war!
At the memorial today is a cousin with her wife, of Japanese descent. Her uncle served as a nisei and received the Medal of Honor for his doings in world war 2
My mother’s father, uncles, and brother all served at one time, with the older ones fighting in World War II. (Although I am not totally sure what my grandfather did, I do seem to remember that he was involved in that war.)
My father’s father was born in Germany, and wanted to join up to fight the Nazis, but was considered too old by that time. My dad served in the Air Force towards the end of the Korean War.
I don’t know about previous generations in either side of my family or Hubby’s.
Hubby began serving in the Air Force towards the end of the Vietnam War era (but was not sent to Vietnam). He was stationed in Germany for a while.
His father fought in World War II, and took a Nazi knife off of a dead Nazi officer. A friend of ours who knows about such things said that the elaborateness of the design on the knife indicates that not only was the man an officer, but also probably well-to-do.
My mother-in-law joined the Marines in World War II and worked on some kind of machinery on the base at Cherry Point, here in the states.
Thought this was interesting, considering that some people make fun of those who major in Philosophy. (Former WMBer Tammy has made this point herself on Facebook. One of her sons majored in Philosophy.)
“* Philosophy majors often face ridicule and are warned of few employment prospects. * But existing data shows that philosophy majors earn more money than many of their peers and have similar employment rates to other college grads. * How is this possible? Philosophy majors are smarter than most of their peers, and smart people tend to make more money.”
My mom also worked at one of the “Rosie The Riveter” plants here in LA during the war — she’d come out here from Iowa with her girlfriend and they shared an apartment in Long Beach. She only met my dad, also from Iowa who was an LA transplant, after the war when they were both back in their home state on a visit; married at a Presbyterian manse in Minnesota and set up their new home in Hollywood, Ca.
They didn’t grow up too far from each other — my mom in a small town and my dad on a farm, both in northwest Iowa — but somehow never crossed paths.
I remember some uneasiness when my dad realized one of his co-workers, a German man — we’d visit with their family off and on — had belonged to the Nazi party in Germany, though he told my dad that people had no choice but to “join” in those pre-war years.
My family wouldn’t buy anything “Made in Japan” after the war.
Just got back from breakfast with a financial guy. Thinking about what to do with my Roth funds. he was showing me how it would work if I got an annuity. At some point he mentioned that there are no fees to do this, but that he would get 1% of whatever I put in. Oh, my, no wonder he was treating me to breakfast.
Now I have to decide what I want to do. Of course if you put the funds in and then wait awhile to take it out you get the most. But I am feeling like I need some funds now. Setting up a house takes some things.
I went to the pool again yesterday. Did some laps for a while and just kept moving for half an hour. Took advil when I got home. But then when I went to bed my legs were hurting. Finally I remembered the ice pack that I had in the freezer. I got the 24 inch one like they put on me in physical therapy. 15 minutes of that took care of the pain.
I remembered at the end of PT, I only went twice, they had you rest with my leg up and an ice pack on.
That made me feel better like this pain was to be expected. I feel fine this morning. But I sure used some different muscles.
I just took one philosophy class as a college freshman but this was in the early 1970s. Teacher was long-haired guy in sandals whose idea was to just let the class sit and start talking about whatever they wanted to talk about. One guy started out saying he liked it that his girlfriend didn’t shave under her arms. It went downhill from there.
Instructor gave us the option (because this IS what the class was going to be like all semester — instructor sat silently through it all with a half smile, easy gig for him) to check in once a week in his office to get signed in if we didn’t want to attend the class and get credit. So I just took that option.
Disappointed that I didn’t get to learn anything about philosophy though! Never signed up for a class in that department again. And the instructor later was let go.
Son was a double major in English and Phiiosophy. I think he only aspires to be a professor of excellence, but in the past I did note that a college president (maybe at Covenant) was a philosophy major.
I am doing the combo of laundry and lawn mowing. A day to take care of the L’s on my list.
I worked up a sweat even though it is coolish out. I hated to break the peace of today, but because the weather is so nice, I hope neighbors went somewhere nice and are not hearing my mowing. It only lasts about 45 minutes. I have a small section left, but it is under a large pine tree so I have pinecones to pick up first.
Nightingale is working today, so I am here with Boy. He is mostly hanging out upstairs. My big excitement for the day was giving Heidi a bath.
She hates baths, but as long as I keep a hand or arm on her chest, she stays put. It’s cute when I let her out of the tub, and she gets so excited about being sprung from the dreaded bath. And she knows that she is getting to get a yummy treat for taking her bath. 🙂
Happy, clean Heidi! Yes, dogs love running around wet once it’s all over!
So I finally got around to taking the big winter/Christmas wreath off the front door … Kept feeling something odd at the top and discovered a bird’s nest! Eeee. So cute. I was wondering why I was seeing birds darting around under the front porch roof now and again.
I’ll save it (hope they had moved out!). I still remember my mom finding a bird’s nest in one of our backyard trees and how it became a perennial Christmas tree “ornament” every year after that, carefully packed away and saved for the following holiday. She loved that.
So I’ll have to do the same with this one, maybe shellac it or something to preserve it — this one’s very “loose,” not as neat and tight as the one we had from home (which went missing with all the other Christmas decorations after some cousins and I cleared the house and garage out, unfortunately).
I put the next back, but now on my spring wreath. Since I touched it (I really couldn’t see it so didn’t know why there was all this twine & straw at the top of the winter wreath I was trying to get unhooked) they probably won’t be back if they were still using it. 😦 Oh well. They need to hang a sign out next time, “OCCUPIED” “DO NOT DISTURB”
I think that “don’t touch” rule is no longer in place. We aren’t ‘t supposed to disturb them but they don’t generally have a sense of smell so they come back. But fledglings don’t return to the nest once fledged.
Mom and ad may use it for the next nesting though, so leaving it there is a good call.
I have a hummingbird nest that we placed on our Christmas tree once. I had to spray it with bug killer and put it in an enclosed glass jar first 😳
Laundry not completed yet..the dreaded…”oh I forgot to take the clothes out of the washer and put them in the dryer” situation here…
I ordered a pair of my neighbor’s favorite running socks to go with her birthday present and they were supposed to be here last Thursday….delayed….delayed again….delayed again and now Amazon says they will be here by 10 tonight. Tracking them it shows they are in Erlanger KY…I don’t think they will be here by 10. So I went to Scheels and purchased a pair for her to go in her gift bag..her birthday is today. I’m going to cancel that order and ask for a refund…oh Amazon is trying my patience! I could have driven to Erlanger and back in the time they have taken to get them to me..and visited family while picking up the socks!! 😂
On the other hand, I ordered 2 insulated shopping bags from Amazon late this morning. They were on my doorstep by 3 p.m. Crazy.
mumsee, yes, I read that — about how “touching” a nest doesn’t necessarily mean they won’t come back.
I have switched out the wreaths, though — so that’s new — but stuck the next back on top of the new wreath, hoping that will suffice, in case they are just out shopping and will be coming back.
And yes, I’d figure out how to treat and preserve it before bringing it in for a decoration.
I had a huge hornet’s nest one time. I was young, but old enough to know better. It was beautiful and I was determined to keep it. I wrapped it in plastic and put it in a freezer for a few days before I put it in the den by the fireplace. ( Don’t ask why I thought that would make a difference—it was Indiana and much warmer in the freezer than our average temperature in the fall and winter. ) The next Spring I noticed bees were “getting into” the house . No one was stung , but there was more drama than I would have preferred. I sheepishly put the nest back in a bag—very carefully— and released it back into the wild where I should have left it to begin with. And so ended my adventure with nests.
We had swallows nest on our house – once the fledglings left the nest, all the mites found their way into our house. I was not happy. We tried to deter them from building on the house after that but if you went away for a few days, that nest was built. We’d sprayed the nest with
Raid after the birds left.
Thank you, everyone, for sharing your family stories/histories here.
An annuity means you cannot take the balance out, however, which is why there is always someone trying to buy them from people who need money. The owner of the annuity gets their money, but far less than they should. We never know when suddenly we need it. However, I am far from a financial expert.
I had a hornet’s nest hanging from the eves of my garage some years ago; got it taken out professionally.
Brisk, long walk with Abby tonight. And it’s back to work tomorrow, but a short week ahead (and tomorrow will be broken up with an eye appointment in the afternoon).
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Good morning, a beautiful day for remembering.
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Good morning from beautiful Atlanta (when the weather stays like it’s starting at 62° and going into the 70s with lower humidity than usual). We are getting spoiled. Seems like when Hollywood came here that we got the weather, too😀
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None of my family members lost their lives in war, but several have served. My dad and an uncle in WWII, another uncle in the 1950s in Germany during the Cold War, my BIL in Vietnam, a cousin was a Navy Chaplin, a nephew in Iraq.
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Generations have served, only one died: Captain Henry Arthur Dial in the French and Indian War.
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That movie, We Were Soldiers, was very good to watch to remember all who have lost their lives in service to our nation. It also made me think of you, AJ, and wonder more about what you were involved with while serving. Were you in one of the helicopters?
I attended one send-off party, when in high school, for guy about to go to Vietnam. One of my friend’s boyfriends lost his life there in a helicopter. I get teary thinking about it all.
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Today is the day for the memorial my dad has been waiting six months for. I won’t be there. But brothers and wives, some of my children, husband, cousins and some from her side and probably some neighbors.
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Similar. Generations of service but I know of none who died. Though I knew people who died in Vietnam. We have record of. Civil war on. One guy wrote a book about his experience in the civil war, it was in my dad’s house but they never found it when they cleaned. Another walked half way across the country to sign up and half way across the country to get home afterwards.
Currently, one son is stationed stateside and another is “over there”. Husband was in for Vietnam and Desert Storm but always around the world from the fighting.
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It’s been a while but I remember seeing “We Were Soldiers.”
My dad and an uncle (who survived Pearl Harbor, he was on the USS Nevada) served in the Navy in WWII; at least one ancestor served in the Civil War (Union) and Indian War (I have his rifle leaning up against the fireplace). And I have my dad’s white sailor cap.
One of my cousins had to “draw a number” for the Vietnam draft, but by that time the troop withdrawals had begun and his number was not one likely to be called anyway. We were all relieved.
The graduating classes before mine in high school were hit hard by Vietnam, though.
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Son was named for my grandfather, but I did not realize there was another by that name who my grandfather was named for. The first one fought in the Civil War and last year had some kind of recognition by a group. My brother attended that. I think I’ve heard that we have an ancestor who fought in the Revolutionary War. My brother is the history keeper for our family, and I have stayed out of his business😀
Father was the only living boy in his family and served in the Navy in WWII, but was not involved in fighting. My mother’s brother, my Uncle John, served in Africa during WWII. I think he suffered from PTSD before it was diagnosable. I did hear he may have had shell shock. I know no details.
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A link to a post on Facebook with a video of all the war memorials to US solfiers who died in other nations. It is nine minutes in length, well spent. I know this person who posted it. He and his wife are working on foing a nonprofit retreat center for veterans in the N GA mountains.
https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=pfbid02us1jz2xoNojvwbSoECkZrKXaKJvaUZSYYafK5TG2DQ7oHdaXa1bnbd7BkR46A8Jyl&id=1600472741
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I have had many relatives in the military as well as my grandson who will be finishing up his service in the Marines (God willing we don’t go to war!) this fall.
At the dinner I went to yesterday, I had a relative sitting next to her son, who has had many years serving in the National Guard. Down a few more chairs sat our cousin, whose almost full family–both siblings and son and DIL and himself serve or served in the National Guard. The relative told us that no one in Florida wants their children to be in the military. (Really, no one?) When I enquired why that would be, I was told because they don’t like the military and neither does she. I was speechless, which was probably a good thing. Her son did not respond either. If anyone thinks that having no military will mean having no war, you do not understand human nature, whatsoever.
I am grateful to anyone who stands up to bullies, whether it is a whole nation or one person. Thank God we have such people!
I had an uncle who spent two years as a POW in Korea. He is still living. He was declared dead, but there was a mix up and he came home in terrible shape, but alive. My grandmother had never accepted that he was dead. There was another family that was declared to be a POW, but now found out their loved one had been the one who had died. That must have been so heartbreaking, to say the least. My uncle went on to become a commander.
His brother became a commander in the Guard and another brother was actually in three branches of the military, which was annotated in some book. I never did find out what book that was, however.
My dad was greatly frustrated to be given an honorable discharge because of his asthma. His brothers all served, but the youngest who was of age between wars, no doubt. All the young men around him were serving during WW2, including many of his future BILs, so I am sure my dad was greatly disappointed.
Both my older brothers served, but my youngest became of age when the Vietnam War was winding down, so he did not serve.
War is a horror, and I am grateful one day there will be no more war!
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I meant to share this song yesthttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T-UngF2OSzoerday:
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Kathaleena @11:09 re human nature. Well said.
I think it was CS Lewis who said war is “sin writ large.”
But in a fallen world there are things worse than war that make war, sadly, regretfully, still sometimes necessary.
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At the memorial today is a cousin with her wife, of Japanese descent. Her uncle served as a nisei and received the Medal of Honor for his doings in world war 2
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Wonderful song, Kathaleena. Never heard that one before.
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Just saw our high for today is 65°
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My mother’s father, uncles, and brother all served at one time, with the older ones fighting in World War II. (Although I am not totally sure what my grandfather did, I do seem to remember that he was involved in that war.)
My father’s father was born in Germany, and wanted to join up to fight the Nazis, but was considered too old by that time. My dad served in the Air Force towards the end of the Korean War.
I don’t know about previous generations in either side of my family or Hubby’s.
Hubby began serving in the Air Force towards the end of the Vietnam War era (but was not sent to Vietnam). He was stationed in Germany for a while.
His father fought in World War II, and took a Nazi knife off of a dead Nazi officer. A friend of ours who knows about such things said that the elaborateness of the design on the knife indicates that not only was the man an officer, but also probably well-to-do.
My mother-in-law joined the Marines in World War II and worked on some kind of machinery on the base at Cherry Point, here in the states.
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Thought this was interesting, considering that some people make fun of those who major in Philosophy. (Former WMBer Tammy has made this point herself on Facebook. One of her sons majored in Philosophy.)
“* Philosophy majors often face ridicule and are warned of few employment prospects. * But existing data shows that philosophy majors earn more money than many of their peers and have similar employment rates to other college grads. * How is this possible? Philosophy majors are smarter than most of their peers, and smart people tend to make more money.”
https://bigthink.com/thinking/philosophy-majors-smarter-make-more-money/?utm_term=Autofeed&utm_medium=Social&utm_source=Facebook&fbclid=IwAR2KtNapcadu94klwYyDjyP_TfH24avfrZ1PpMA9Gpuqrb3EZPQXROlnfaY#Echobox=1683298407
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Must be why I never made much money!
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My mom also worked at one of the “Rosie The Riveter” plants here in LA during the war — she’d come out here from Iowa with her girlfriend and they shared an apartment in Long Beach. She only met my dad, also from Iowa who was an LA transplant, after the war when they were both back in their home state on a visit; married at a Presbyterian manse in Minnesota and set up their new home in Hollywood, Ca.
They didn’t grow up too far from each other — my mom in a small town and my dad on a farm, both in northwest Iowa — but somehow never crossed paths.
I remember some uneasiness when my dad realized one of his co-workers, a German man — we’d visit with their family off and on — had belonged to the Nazi party in Germany, though he told my dad that people had no choice but to “join” in those pre-war years.
My family wouldn’t buy anything “Made in Japan” after the war.
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I also had an uncle who served as an unarmed medic in WWII.
He was shot once, in the hind end.
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Poor vision first read that, “He was short once . . .😀”
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Just got back from breakfast with a financial guy. Thinking about what to do with my Roth funds. he was showing me how it would work if I got an annuity. At some point he mentioned that there are no fees to do this, but that he would get 1% of whatever I put in. Oh, my, no wonder he was treating me to breakfast.
Now I have to decide what I want to do. Of course if you put the funds in and then wait awhile to take it out you get the most. But I am feeling like I need some funds now. Setting up a house takes some things.
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I went to the pool again yesterday. Did some laps for a while and just kept moving for half an hour. Took advil when I got home. But then when I went to bed my legs were hurting. Finally I remembered the ice pack that I had in the freezer. I got the 24 inch one like they put on me in physical therapy. 15 minutes of that took care of the pain.
I remembered at the end of PT, I only went twice, they had you rest with my leg up and an ice pack on.
That made me feel better like this pain was to be expected. I feel fine this morning. But I sure used some different muscles.
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Heat and ice, very helpful. Many of my PT sessions before the knee surgery ended with those.
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Almost time to go wake mommy up, she has been asleep nearly two hours!
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Oh my what a great song…sitting here tapping my toes and smiling!!!
It’s a sunny warm day here today!! Cleaning and laundry…a woman’s work is never done!!! Husband is taking a nap!
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Janice, @1:07, haha. It may have made him shorter, who knows!
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@12:37. Lol. Mumsee, don’t take it to heart. I think there’s more to it than that. I majored in philosophy and had good grades…. :–D
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I just took one philosophy class as a college freshman but this was in the early 1970s. Teacher was long-haired guy in sandals whose idea was to just let the class sit and start talking about whatever they wanted to talk about. One guy started out saying he liked it that his girlfriend didn’t shave under her arms. It went downhill from there.
Instructor gave us the option (because this IS what the class was going to be like all semester — instructor sat silently through it all with a half smile, easy gig for him) to check in once a week in his office to get signed in if we didn’t want to attend the class and get credit. So I just took that option.
Disappointed that I didn’t get to learn anything about philosophy though! Never signed up for a class in that department again. And the instructor later was let go.
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Son was a double major in English and Phiiosophy. I think he only aspires to be a professor of excellence, but in the past I did note that a college president (maybe at Covenant) was a philosophy major.
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Yeah, Dj, in hindsight he probably was shorter😀
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I am doing the combo of laundry and lawn mowing. A day to take care of the L’s on my list.
I worked up a sweat even though it is coolish out. I hated to break the peace of today, but because the weather is so nice, I hope neighbors went somewhere nice and are not hearing my mowing. It only lasts about 45 minutes. I have a small section left, but it is under a large pine tree so I have pinecones to pick up first.
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Nightingale is working today, so I am here with Boy. He is mostly hanging out upstairs. My big excitement for the day was giving Heidi a bath.
She hates baths, but as long as I keep a hand or arm on her chest, she stays put. It’s cute when I let her out of the tub, and she gets so excited about being sprung from the dreaded bath. And she knows that she is getting to get a yummy treat for taking her bath. 🙂
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Happy, clean Heidi! Yes, dogs love running around wet once it’s all over!
So I finally got around to taking the big winter/Christmas wreath off the front door … Kept feeling something odd at the top and discovered a bird’s nest! Eeee. So cute. I was wondering why I was seeing birds darting around under the front porch roof now and again.
I’ll save it (hope they had moved out!). I still remember my mom finding a bird’s nest in one of our backyard trees and how it became a perennial Christmas tree “ornament” every year after that, carefully packed away and saved for the following holiday. She loved that.
So I’ll have to do the same with this one, maybe shellac it or something to preserve it — this one’s very “loose,” not as neat and tight as the one we had from home (which went missing with all the other Christmas decorations after some cousins and I cleared the house and garage out, unfortunately).
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I put the next back, but now on my spring wreath. Since I touched it (I really couldn’t see it so didn’t know why there was all this twine & straw at the top of the winter wreath I was trying to get unhooked) they probably won’t be back if they were still using it. 😦 Oh well. They need to hang a sign out next time, “OCCUPIED” “DO NOT DISTURB”
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I think that “don’t touch” rule is no longer in place. We aren’t ‘t supposed to disturb them but they don’t generally have a sense of smell so they come back. But fledglings don’t return to the nest once fledged.
Mom and ad may use it for the next nesting though, so leaving it there is a good call.
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I am learning spelling and punctuation next year.
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I have a hummingbird nest that we placed on our Christmas tree once. I had to spray it with bug killer and put it in an enclosed glass jar first 😳
Laundry not completed yet..the dreaded…”oh I forgot to take the clothes out of the washer and put them in the dryer” situation here…
I ordered a pair of my neighbor’s favorite running socks to go with her birthday present and they were supposed to be here last Thursday….delayed….delayed again….delayed again and now Amazon says they will be here by 10 tonight. Tracking them it shows they are in Erlanger KY…I don’t think they will be here by 10. So I went to Scheels and purchased a pair for her to go in her gift bag..her birthday is today. I’m going to cancel that order and ask for a refund…oh Amazon is trying my patience! I could have driven to Erlanger and back in the time they have taken to get them to me..and visited family while picking up the socks!! 😂
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Kentucky! Yeah, that’ll take a while.
On the other hand, I ordered 2 insulated shopping bags from Amazon late this morning. They were on my doorstep by 3 p.m. Crazy.
mumsee, yes, I read that — about how “touching” a nest doesn’t necessarily mean they won’t come back.
I have switched out the wreaths, though — so that’s new — but stuck the next back on top of the new wreath, hoping that will suffice, in case they are just out shopping and will be coming back.
And yes, I’d figure out how to treat and preserve it before bringing it in for a decoration.
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I had a huge hornet’s nest one time. I was young, but old enough to know better. It was beautiful and I was determined to keep it. I wrapped it in plastic and put it in a freezer for a few days before I put it in the den by the fireplace. ( Don’t ask why I thought that would make a difference—it was Indiana and much warmer in the freezer than our average temperature in the fall and winter. ) The next Spring I noticed bees were “getting into” the house . No one was stung , but there was more drama than I would have preferred. I sheepishly put the nest back in a bag—very carefully— and released it back into the wild where I should have left it to begin with. And so ended my adventure with nests.
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Debra – oh my!!
We had swallows nest on our house – once the fledglings left the nest, all the mites found their way into our house. I was not happy. We tried to deter them from building on the house after that but if you went away for a few days, that nest was built. We’d sprayed the nest with
Raid after the birds left.
Thank you, everyone, for sharing your family stories/histories here.
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An annuity means you cannot take the balance out, however, which is why there is always someone trying to buy them from people who need money. The owner of the annuity gets their money, but far less than they should. We never know when suddenly we need it. However, I am far from a financial expert.
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That song has such a happy feeling to it. I happened to hear it on the bluegrass channel and it reminded me of AJ’s photos.
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I had a hornet’s nest hanging from the eves of my garage some years ago; got it taken out professionally.
Brisk, long walk with Abby tonight. And it’s back to work tomorrow, but a short week ahead (and tomorrow will be broken up with an eye appointment in the afternoon).
So glad Fleet Week is behind us.
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http://www.themagnoliamamas.com/2017/03/how-to-preserve-birds-nest.html
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Thanks, Kathleena. I am not comfortable with the decision especially after realizing how much money he would get.
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