In 1976, Cozy Loss and her two sisters wrote memoirs of their growing-up years.
Anna Schmalz and her husband, Anton, and their first four very young sons, left Marionburg, Russia, hoping for a better life in the United States.
It was a good weekend.
I find our geriatric citizens absolutely fascinating. Age seems to mean so little anymore. I have enjoyed recent stories, such as the one about Myrtle Hogue, 86, and her involvement with the quilt show, as well as the one about Laura McBurney, still going strong in mind and body at the age of 101.
Aren’t we fortunate to live where we do? Over the weekend I had the opportunity to go boating at Ridgway Reservoir. What a gorgeous, relaxing place just minutes from home!
“Nowhere is the influence of elevation on the character of the vegetation more plainly marked than on this plateau,” wrote Professor Hayden, who in 1875 conducted an extensive survey of this area. He was referring to the beautiful Uncompahgre Plateau that lies to the west of Montrose.
I received a wonderful surprise in the mail last week — a beautifully typed letter from Margaret “Peg” Sievers who, along with her husband, George, spent their teaching careers at Montrose High School from 1949-1976. I just have to share the gist of it with you.
Have you ever had that special friend in your life who you depended on and who just always brought a smile to your face? Mary Elizabeth Hance was one of those kind of friends. She was my “go-to” person when I had a question, especially regarding history. She was not only smart, but wise. She had a wonderful sense of humor and almost anything she said was funny, just because of the way she said it.
Every kid has to experience their first fall, be it from a bicycle, horse or first love. If they are lucky, the one to pick them up and dust them off will be their dad.
In my column last week,“A Pharmacist, a Doctor and the Keller Block,” I asked if anyone knew what Nurse Marie’s last name might be. She was the long-time nurse who Sybil Baker remembered working for Doc Lockwood whose home was the house that is now The Coffee Trader.
As I have often stated, I love hearing from my readers. They always add to my current information, bringing in little details that otherwise would not be known.
Tourist season has arrived! We are so fortunate to live in an area surrounded by mountains and canyons where we can pretend to be tourists every day. Within just a short distance, adventure awaits.
Memorial Day — it’s more than hot dogs, burgers and goin’ fishing. It’s a time to reflect on those who have gone before us. It’s a time to clean up and decorate our cemeteries while especially remembering the many military personnel who gave their all.
Welcome Wounded Warriors! Enjoy all the wonders in our little corner of the world. It’s a fantastic place to visit, play and live.
I step out into my garage and there are boxes and boxes of scrapbooks and diaries that, even if I live to be 100 as I plan to do, I don’t think I will ever get through all of them!
Family and friends — two words that flow easily from our lips, casually a lot of the time — but think about it. Those are two of the most powerful words in any language in the world. Rich or poor, one actually has nothing without family and friends. With them we are empowered to excel at everything we try, but if we can not win, they are there to show their love and support. They are the ones who make us rich beyond words.
The beauty of spring is watching everything green up and pop into bloom. It’s amazing how just a little water makes such a difference; however, I feel that this could be a year where water conservation is more important than ever.
It was Easter morning, April 1927. The setting was the foot of Sunset Mesa near the West Main bridge, the south side of the Uncompahgre River. The Allen Brick Plant, formerly Buckley Brick, sat atop the hill. Three crosses stood on the hill, lending power to the entire setting.
When I started working at Montrose Junior High in 1971, I heard the name “Carmen Moore” mentioned quite often. She had just recently retired after being a teacher there for quite a while. Everyone loved her and had great stories about her. It took me over 20 years, but I finally met this fascinating lady and had an interview with her.