Saturday, December 31, 2016

Let's Make A Memory

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As my last posting for 2016- I chose "Let's Make A Memory" as sung by "The McGuire Family".
I also chose this video- as my year has gone by about has fast as it takes to play this song it seems. All photos are from my phone and there is a date by each photo- I did not take enough photos, or post all photos. but I hope you can recognize some photos or relate to many as memories, you also have. It seems photo albums and diaries are a thing of the past- I hope next year you are in more of my photos- and more importantly- hope you are in more of our memories.
Lastly, thank you for those who viewed my blog these past 9 years. (361,000 views) Things change over the years, and new years brings on changes- some I do not even know yet. Most importantly I thank you for your friendship, being part of our memories,  and I want to wish you a Happy New Year that is filled with many happy Memories.
Raindeer Farm in Leavenworth
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Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Silent Night 2016

We wish we could wish you a Merry Christmas in Person, but for now:
Click on the photo arrow button above, for our 11th Annual Christmas Video.
And Read below, for our 29th Annual Christmas Letter to You
We Wish You A Merry Christmas 2016
From Dennis - Janice
2016
Merry Christmas
From the Hendricks Family
Christmas is a favorite time of year
A Season with joy, hope and good cheer
Receiving that note from friends far and near,
So grateful for memories we made this past year,
This is eleventh Video n twenty ninth Christmas Letter,
Dennis plows snow in winter and in summer a paint striper,
Jan taught Royal Family Camp, and  still the nursery director,
Janice and Caitlyn both entered quilts in the Chelan county fair,
Dennis has 220 videos on youtube,   facebook and still a blogger,
Enjoyed the fun 15 day cruise to Hawaii, with friends, this summer,
Silverwood trip in June, and watching the kids one week in October,
We Attended the  Coulee Dam School Class Reunion,  this summer
Dennis thought he wanted to run for Douglas County Commissioner,
We Can’t forget Mouse, the cat, and Barney n Squeaky, our conure,
We Hope you are Healthy, Happy, Blessed and all Ok is our prayer,
God Bless you with another Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
Dennis- Janice Hendricks
1331 N. Ashland Ave.
East Wenatchee, WA. 98802
http://dennishendricks.blogspot.com
 12-23-16
12-18-16
12-22-16

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

When I'm 94

“This is a wonderful day. I’ve never seen this one before.”
Turning 62 is not that bad when you consider the alternative.  And, 62 is not that old, when you compare it to 94- that is 32 years from now. Since no man knows when our time will be  up, I am going to enjoy today and count my  blessings. Thanks for  those who helped me get this old and the great memories we share.
"When I am 64" was recorded on December 6th, 1966, by the Beatles. I was 12 years old at the time. I am not sure if I liked the song, as 64 seemed so old at the time. Now 50 years later I will turn 62 on December 6th, 2016. Those 50 years have gone by too fast.  I found a similar song on the internet called "when I am 94" -a parody by Loose Bruce Kerr, that I added some photos of my life to. I have no idea how long I will live- but here is my goal-"I aspire to inspire until I expire."

Quotes About Getting Old Birthday. QuotesGram
I want to die peacefully in my sleep, like my grandfather.. Not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car.
Life Is Like A roll of Toilet Paper- as you get near the end- it goes twice as fast.



Friday, November 25, 2016

Blue Christmas

Blue Christmas was first recorded in 1948- 68 years ago. It was written by written by Billy Hayes and Jay W. Johnson.  It has been recorded by numerous artists, probably most famously by Elvis Presley who first recorded it in 1957 and released in 1964. I found very few Christian artists doing this song? I added a few photos of friends/family who I miss this time of year and have gone on. There are many more friends/family who are stored in my heart but did not have a photo handy to share. I always look forward to Christmas letters back, sadly some of those have stopped as well. I hope you have a Merry Christmas and I owe a lot to those who have gone on but left an example for me. For you who have fresh grief this Christmas, I understand. It is ok to Grieve- it shows you loved that person. So with only 30 days till Christmas- I turned on the lights today and I am ready to celebrate Christmas. We normally send out Christmas cards on December 7th each year- just 14 days from now.




Saturday, November 19, 2016

Let It Snow

Our first Snow is forecast for Wenatchee, the Saturday after Thanksgiving- one week from today.  This a parody song of "Frozen" called Let it Snow with a few photos to show you what a typical day last winter was  like, since I cannot bring you to work with me. (I think most  people are afraid to ride with me- including my bosses) This winter I will be working days (5am-3:30PM) in Wenatchee- hopefully with lots of snow to plow.
Let it Snow"
My husband and I purchased an old home in Northern New York State from two elderly sisters.
Winter was fast approaching and the years first snow came early and I was concerned about the house's lack of insulation.
"If they could live here all those years, so can we!" my husband confidently declared.
One November night the temperature plunged to below zero, and we woke up to find interior walls covered with frost.
My husband called the sisters to ask how they had kept the house warm. After a rather brief conversation, he hung up.
"For the past 30 years," he muttered, "they've gone to Florida for the winter."

Let it Snow Activities for Everyone! - Regarding Nannies
A blonde driving a car became lost in a snowstorm.
She didn't panic however, because she remembered what her dad had once told her. "If you ever get stuck in a snowstorm, just wait for a snow plow to come by and follow it."
Sure enough, pretty soon a snow plow came by, and she started to follow it.
She followed the plow for about forty-five minutes.
Finally the driver of the truck got out and asked her what she was doing.
And she explained that her dad had told her if she ever got stuck in a snow storm, to follow a plow.
The driver nodded and said, "Well, I'm done with the Wal-Mart parking lot, do you want to follow me over to Best Buy now?"
The Indians asked their Chief in Autumn if the Winter was going to be cold or not.
Not really knowing an answer, the chief replies that the Winter was going to be cold with lots of snow and that the members of the village were to collect wood to be prepared.
Being a good leader, he then went to the next phone booth and called the National Weather Service and asked, "Is this winter to be cold?"
The man on the phone responded, "This Winter is going to be quite cold indeed."
So the Chief went back to speed up his people to collect even more wood to be prepared. A week later he called the National Weather Service again, "Is it going to be a very cold winter?"
"Yes", the man replied, "it's going to be a very cold Winter."
So the Chief goes back to his people and orders them to go and find every scrap of wood they can find. Two weeks later he calls the National Weather Service again: "Are you absolutely sure that the
Winter is going to be very cold?"
"Absolutely," the man replies, "the Indians are collecting wood like crazy!"

Tuesday, November 1, 2016

All Saints Day



Happy All Saints Day.  All Saints' Day goes back to the fourth century when the Greek Christians kept a festival on the first Sunday after Pentecost (in late May or early June) in honor of all martyrs and saints. Other sources say that a commemoration of “All Martyrs” began to be celebrated as early as 270 CE, but no specific month or date is recorded. Pope Gregory IV made All Saints' Day an authorized holiday in 837 CE. It is speculated that the chosen date for the event, November 1, may have been an attempt to supplant pagan festivals that occurred around the same time. Whether you celebrate it or not- I  want to pay honor to those who have died for their faith, and for those who influenced my life by the way they finished their run here on earth. I can name many who have impacted my life- and many I have not met yet- but look forward to that reunion day in Heaven.
Revelation 7.2-17 – All Saints’ Day - Epiphany Lutheran Church of ...
We started attending Wenatchee First Assembly the Sunday night after Christmas, in 1987. Pastor Jerry Beebe, Larry Henke, and Bill Hartman stand out as welcoming us, but actually so many welcomed us, and many have been patient and forgiving with me over the years.  Many I cannot thank today, as they have gone home- I miss them so much.  Others have moved away.  I made this video probably 10 years ago- it may be outdated music to many, but is one of my first videos on youtube.com or vimeo.com.. I added a few photos to the music of Gaither Vocal Band Called "Home", to honor so many who have gone "Home" already.  Many have gone home since making this video, I look forward to Home and so many of my friends who I miss.  I owe so much to ones who paved the way for me, who helped build our church, taught my children, and many; who set an example on how to live and die. They say you never get over loosing a loved one- perhaps this song will remind you the day when the graves will give up their dead and we will meet Jesus in the Air, and we will at last be "Home". I still believe he could come at any time, like a thief in the night.
When we die we leave behind us all we have, and take with us all we are

I am standing on the seashore. A ship spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and; starts for the ocean. I stand watching her until he fades on the horizon, and; someone at my side says, "he is gone." Gone where? The loss of sight is in me, not in him. Just at the moment when someone says, "he is gone," there are others who are watching him coming. Other voices take up the glad shout, "Here he comes," and; that is dying.--Henry Scott Holland
Realizing that he would soon be gone from this world one day, Moody said to a friend, "Someday you will read in the papers that D.L. Moody of Northfield is dead. Don't you believe a word of it. "At that moment I shall be more alive than I am now. I shall have gone higher, that is all--out of this old clay tenement into a house that is immortal, a body that sin cannot touch, that sin cannot taint, a body fashioned like His glorious body. I was born in the flesh in 1837; I was born of the Spirit in 1856. That which is born of the flesh may die; that which is born of the Spirit will live forever


Mrs. Thomas's 'OWL'standing 5th Grade: 3.5.15 DAY ONE HUNDRED AND...

When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure.


Friday, October 21, 2016

Driving In Winter Wonderland

I hate to see my friends head south for the winter- that is one of the drawbacks of Winter.  Two months from today, Winter begins on the calendar. No one knows what this winter will be like- The Farmers Almanac calls for a normal winter, whatever that is? So todays video is for you who will miss out on Driving in Our Winter Wonderland- and it is also for those who forget what winter driving looks like around here. I am looking forward to snow.
Winter is Coming- Knit faster.

Sven and Olie died and went to Hell. After awhile, the Devil came by to see how his new guests were doing. To his amazement, he found Sven and Olie were still wearing their winter gear and seemed to be quite comfortable. The Devil asked why they weren't hot.
Olie replied, "We come from Minnesota where it's always cold. This is feeling pretty good to us." This upset the Devil, so he turned up the thermostat. Awhile later the Devil looked in again on Sven and Olie. To his surprise he found they were still wearing their winter gear. The Devil questioned them on it again. "You have to remember that we are from Minnesota and it's very, very cold there. This is feeling nice to us."
The Devil was even madder at this, so he turned the thermostat all the way up to maximum temperature. The Devil waited some time and then went back to Sven and Olie. This time he found they had only unzipped their coats, but still had all their winter clothes on. The Devil couldn't understand what was going on. The punishment down here was supposed to be the unbearable heat. It wasn't working on these two. He had to ask again what the deal was. Sven replied, "We are Minnesotans and we just got over a freezing winter. This is really great for Olie and Me.
A light flickered in the Devil's mind. He went to the thermostat and turned it off. He thought if the heat wasn't a punishment, maybe he'd give them some freezing temperatures. A little while later the Devil came back to check in on Sven and Olie only to find them cheering and giving each other high fives, happier than ever! The Devil questioned them on their actions and Sven said happily, "Back home they always said, the Vikings will win the Super Bowl when Hell freezes over!!!"

Bob and his wife live in Toledo, Ohio. One winter morning while listening to the radio, they hear the announcer say, "We are going to have 8 to 10 inches of snow today. You must park your car on the even numbered side of the street, so the snowplow can get through." Bob's wife goes out and moves her car.
A week later while they are eating breakfast, the radio announcer says, "We are expecting 10 to 12 inches of snow today. You must park your car on the odd numbered side of the street, so the snowplow can get through."
Bob's wife goes out and moves her car again.
The next week they are having breakfast again, when the radio announcer says "We are expecting 12 to 14 inches of snow today. You must park..........." then the electric power goes out.
Bob's wife is very upset, and with a worried look on her face she says, "Honey, I don't know what to do." Which side of the street do I need to park on so the snowplow can get through?
With the love and understanding in his voice like all men who are married to Blondes exhibit, Bob says, "Why don't you just leave it in the garage this time?"




After the winter thaw, the entire neighborhood was able to start a slush fund for next year.

Do birds know where they're going when they fly south for the winter or do they just wing it every time?

After winter, the trees are relieved.

In the winter my dog wears his coat, but in the summer he wears his coat and pants.




Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Down In The Ditch- 23 Years!


It was on this date in 1993 that I started work for WSDOT in Wenatchee. (23 years ago) It really was a blessing; as we had just bought this house, our oldest daughter was a senior in High School, Jan had just started her job, and I was on city council- so moving would have changed our lives greatly. The previous month  I commuted to Kent; as I had to transfer to Kent, or quit my WUTC job. The following year I would learn that additional layoffs at WUTC occurred, if I had stayed with them. DOT has been good to me and I have worked with some great friends. My first winter was spent on Stevens pass working nights plowing snow. I love the variety of work we perform and our goal of keeping the roads open for you.
In 2003 I went to the Striping Crew in the summers and continue to work in maintenance for winters. I actually work for two different bosses (ok, 3 with my wife). We are winding down our striping operations this month and then back to maintenance for winter.
Thanks to Luther Beatty for hiring me- I have gone thru about a dozen different lead techs, about 7 supervisors and about 5 superintendents. In fact my winter Superintendent, worked with me on nights my first winter on Stevens pass. Yes I started in maintenance- working 4 ten hour days. Winters have always been in maintenance- although I had been assigned to Stevens, and Leavenworth, besides working in Wenatchee. In 2003 I transferred to Striping Crew (Traffic). I have seen many changes, shared many laughs, shared some sorrows-and have so many memories that I treasure. I welcome the new hires and it is tougher each time to say goodbye to those retiring or have passed on- The Lord Willing I hope I can retire in 4 more years and let someone younger take over. It really has worked out great and has gone by so fast.

My friend was fired from his job at the road department for stealing. I have to say I saw it coming. The last time I was at his house all the signs were there.

My father's father wanted to know if he could stay with the company in spite of the many changes. They ended up grandfathering him in
Two mentally-challenged fellows are digging a ditch, when one of them asks the other, "Why are we both down in this ditch digging in the hot sun, doing all the work, while our foreman sits in the shade, smoking a cigar, reading a newspaper, and he getspaid more than we do?" His partner says, "I donno. Why don't you go ask him?" So he climbs out of the ditch, and goes over to where the foreman is. "We were wondering why are we both down in this ditch digging in the hot sun, doing all the work, while you sit in the shade, smoking a cigar, reading a newspaper, and get paid more than we do?" The foreman says, "Well, it's because of education." "Ed-you-kay-shun? What the heck is that?" The foreman smiles broadly, "I was hoping you'd ask that." He puts his hand up on a big tree and says, "Now, you take your shovel, and hit my hand just as HARD as you can." Wow, the old boy's been waiting for a chance like this, so he really cranks up his backswing and let's it fly. But *just* before it hits his hand, the foreman jerks it away. The shovel meets the tree, "BLANG," and the fellow kinda "vibrates" back down into the ditch. His buddy says, "What'd he say?" "Well, he said that the reason why we both down in this ditch digging in the hot sun, doing all the work, while he sits in the shade, smoking a cigar, reading a newspaper, and get paid more than we do is because of ed-you-kay-shun." "Ed-you-kay-shun? What the heck is that?" (smiling broadly) "I was hoping you'd ask that." (puts his hand up in front of his face) "Now, you take your shovel and hit my hand just as HARD as you can..."

Saturday, October 1, 2016

We Salute You, Real Men of Genius

Monday we welcome Jeremy Worley to our striping crew as the new driver to replace Beau who is our new lead tech.  We also say goodbye to Johnathan who is moving on to Radio dispatch on Monday, and to Jeanine Ring, our former boss, who is retiring on Wednesday.  Sid Simon retired this summer. Johnny Allen and Brad came back this summer to help out. We even moved to a new office last month that has the best top floor view. I don't have a video for this year, or even a group photo, so here is 2013 video to show you what we do. 2013 was our last year with Pat Medrano as lead driver, he became a lead tech on Stevens. We welcomed Steve Lupton as support Truck driver in 2013, and is still with us. It was a good year with no accidents and lots of good memories. So here is a salute to the NCR Striping Crew- Real Men of Genius- We Salute You.
This is Brad who  worked with Us this summer and works radio dispatch in winter.
Alana Johnson has been on striping crew longer than any present crew member
I enjoyed working with Jeremy Worley in Leavenworth and on Stevens Pass
Here is a selfie, by Hendricks Road, where we striped this spring below Othello.
This was our entire crew the first year I worked with striping crew- back in 2003. One has passed on, two were promoted, and 3 of us are still with crew 16 years later. Our boss back then retires this Wednesday.
This may be last group photo we have taken- this is from 2014 and has Sid Simon our former Lead Tech in it.

MY JOB SEARCH
My first job was working in an Orange Juice factory, but I got canned. Couldn't concentrate.
Then I worked in the woods as a Lumberjack, but just couldn't hack it, so they gave me the axe.
After that, I tried being a Tailor, but wasn't suited for it -- mainly because it was a sew-sew job.
Next, I tried working in a Muffler Factory, but that was too exhausting.
Then, tried being a Chef - figured it would add a little spice to my life, but just didn't have the thyme.
Next, I attempted being a Deli Worker, but any way I sliced it.... couldn't cut the mustard.
My best job was a Musician, but eventually found I wasn't noteworthy.
I studied a long time to become a Doctor, but didn't have any patience.
Next, was a job in a Shoe Factory. Tried hard but just didn't fit in.
I became a Professional Fisherman, but discovered I couldn't live on my net income.
Managed to get a good job working for a Pool Maintenance Company, but the work was just too draining.
So then I got a job in a Workout Center, but they said I wasn't fit for the job..
After many years of trying to find steady work, I finally got a job as a Historian - until I realized there was no future in it.
My last job was working in Starbucks, but had to quit because it was the same old grind.
FINALLY I tried RETIREMENT and found it PERFECT for me.

Friday, September 23, 2016

Happy Birthday Darcie

It seems only yesterday we brought Darcie home from the hospital in Olympia. (I won't say how many years ago it actually was) We actually checked in right at midnight; and I fell asleep on the heat register, while Jan stayed awake? What a blessing and joy she has been- Thank You Jesus, for giving us, her. So many wonderful moments we have shared together- and looking forward to so many more. I wish her much joy and happiness and pray Gods continued blessings on her. Happy Birthday Darcie.


SOMEDAY WHEN THE KIDS ARE GROWN, things are going to be a lot different. The garage won't be full of bikes, electric train tracks on plywood, sawhorses surrounded by chunks of two-by-fours, nails, a hammer and saw, unfinished "experimental projects," and the rabbit cage. I'll be able to park both cars neatly in just the right places, and never again stumble over skateboards, a pile of papers (saved for the school fund drive), or the bag of rabbit food—now split and spilled. Ugh!
SOMEDAY WHEN THE KIDS ARE GROWN, the kitchen will be incredibly neat. The sink will be free of sticky dishes, the garbage disposal won't get choked on rubber bands or paper cups, the refrigerator won't be clogged with nine bottles of milk, and we won't lose the tops to jelly jars, catsup bottles, the peanut butter, the margarine, or the mustard. The water jar won't be put back empty, the ice trays won't be left out overnight, the blender won't stand for six hours coated with the remains of a midnight malt, and the honey will stay inside the container.
SOMEDAY WHEN THE KIDS ARE GROWN, my lovely wife will actually have time to get dressed leisurely. A long, hot bath (without three panic interruptions), time to do her nails (even toenails if she pleases!) without answering a dozen questions and reviewing spelling words, having had her hair done that afternoon without trying to squeeze it in between racing a sick dog to the vet and a trip to the orthodontist with a kid in a bad mood because she lost her headgear.
SOMEDAY WHEN THE KIDS ARE GROWN, the instrument called a "telephone" will actually be available. It won't look like it's growing from a teenager's ear. It will simply hang there . . . silently and amazingly available! It will be free of lipstick, human saliva, mayonnaise, corn chip crumbs, and toothpicks stuck in those little holes.
SOMEDAY WHEN THE KIDS ARE GROWN, I'll be able to see through the car windows. Fingerprints, tongue licks, sneaker footprints, and dog tracks (nobody knows how) will be conspicuous by their absence. The back seat won't be a disaster area, we won't sit on jacks or crayons anymore, the tank will not always be somewhere between empty and fumes, and (glory to God!) I won't have to clean up dog messes another time.
SOMEDAY WHEN THE KIDS ARE GROWN, we will return to normal conversations. You know, just plain American talk. "Gross" won't punctuate every sentence seven times. "Yuk!" will not be heard. "Hurry up, I gotta go!" will not accompany the banging of fists on the bathroom door. "It's my turn" won't call for a referee. And a magazine article will be read in full without interruption, then discussed at length without mom and dad having to hide in the attic to finish the conversation.
SOMEDAY WHEN THE KIDS ARE GROWN, we won't run out of toilet tissue. My wife won't lose her keys. We won't forget to shut the refrigerator door. I won't have to dream up new ways of diverting attention from the gumball machine . . . or have to answer "Daddy, is it a sin that you're driving forty-seven in a thirty-mile-per-hour zone?" . . . or promise to kiss the rabbit goodnight . . . or wait up forever until they get home from dates . . . or have to take a number to get a word in at the supper table . . . or endure the pious pounding of one Keith Green just below the level of acute pain.
Yes, someday when the kids are grown, things are going to be a lot different. One by one they'll leave our nest, and the place will begin to resemble order and maybe even a touch of elegance. The clink of china and silver will be heard on occasion. The crackling of the fireplace will echo through the hallway. The phone will be strangely silent. The house will be quiet . . . and calm . . . and always clean . . . and empty . . . and filled with memories . . . and lonely . . . and we won't like that at all. And we'll spend our time not looking forward to Someday but looking back to Yesterday. And thinking, "Maybe we can babysit the grandkids and get some life back in this place for a change!"

Thursday, September 8, 2016

Big Grand Coulee Dam

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45 years ago today,  Sept. 8th, 1971- my parents moved to Coulee Dam, from Fife. My Dad worked on the 3rd powerhouse as a carpenter. I had to look on the map to see where it was and I finished my last two years of high school there. I really met some special people there, including my wife who I married in 1974- over 42 years ago.  Its been interesting to hear of some of the history of Grand Coulee Dam from our 50 year class reunion site- I added a few photos of that area to an old Woodie Guthrie song that would be played before KFDR radio went of the air at sunset each night. The government actually paid Woodie to write this song- guess I can only hope I get paid for making this video.
Above-This was what the Dam looked like most of the time we lived there in High School- I actually never worked on Dam; my dad and my brother did. And we actually did not arrive in Coulee Dam until Sept. 10th as the mobile home mover decided to leave us 17 miles short of Coulee Dam due to another flat tire. We slept across from the now Steamboat Rock Entrance and my dad arranged for a mover from Wenatchee to  haul us the rest of the way in. Here is the words from my dads diary for that week:
Sept. 6th-Labor day-off to work at 4:00. Sent Anniversary card to Wymond's. Cold day at night
Sept. 7th-Hard short day at job with lots of welding
Sept 8th-Wed. plenty of blowouts on house tire. End of run(???) For this mover at 15 miles from destination. $417.1- trip costs twice!
Sept. 9th-Thursday-Waiting at camp site-took blocks to Earl's Tr. Park to get mover from Wenatchee, $88.00 plus 105.00 for 1 wheel and tire!!wow!
10th-Moved at 7:15 this morning. A hot day! Leveled house, have elect. & water.(no gas)
12th -To Assembly of God church twice-pretty good. Start here-Moved!
I don't recall how coulee dam looked before the Dam was built, so here is a photo for us to see. Not sure the year taken?

Saturday, September 3, 2016

Don't Worry, Be Happy

31 Years ago today I started to work for the state in Pasco. Thanks to Ray Adams for hiring me at WUTC and  and to Luther Beaty for hiring me at WSDOT almost 24 years ago, so I would not have to leave Wenatchee. (we moved to Wenatchee on Christmas Day 1987 from Marysville)  God has had a hand in leading me and I am so thankful for each job and each friend I made along the way. I often think how life could have been different if I had made different decisions?  For example I was offered a job on coast in 1975 but stayed in Grand Coulee, after my boss gave me a raise. I was offered a job in Ephrata selling Farmers Insurance about that time as well; and even interviewed for a Olympia Police officer and a State Trooper in the Early 80s- before I took the WUTC job in Pasco on todays date. I am also thankful for the vacation and health care benefits the state has given me. In past 31 years I have a photo book with 22 vacations highlighted and I have 31 vacation videos posted on this blog. Little did I know when I accepted that job 31 years ago, I would see three different towns to live in,  eight different offices to call home, 6 assigned cars/pickups,  and the many great people I would get to work with. Can't wait to see what the next years hold for me.
Work is either fun or drudgery. It depends on your attitude. I like fun

  
I am going to live forever- so far, so good.

I thought I wanted a career. Turns out I just wanted paychecks. 


Saturday, August 13, 2016

This Land Is Your Land

In mid Sept. of 1971- our family moved from Fife to Coulee Dam. I finished high school there. 1971 was also the year Coulee Dam and Grand Coulee high schools consolidated. Last Weekend, Coulee Dam had a 50 year reunion- classes 1938 to 1975 were invited- with about 500 registering. Janice was a 12 year veteran of that school- I was a 2 year.  I added some photos of that reunion, to a old song sung by Peter, Paul and Mary- called This land Is Your Land. (Woody Guthrie and Mary have both passed on) That song came out in 1962 by them, but was written by Woody Guthrie who also wrote Big Grand Coulee Dam and Roll on Columbia back in the 40's. In fact, the government paid him to write Big Grand Coulee Dam. Well- I sure welcome any checks for this video- but I hope it brings back memories for you. I also thank those who attended, and allowed me to use  their photos- it was a great weekend and I made some new friends.
Bert Smith posted this I could not say it better; (copy and pasted below)
Bert Smith Norman, OK
To our Classmates and the GCD Community:
The Coulee Dam All Class Reunion Committee and I would like to thank the Grand Coulee Dam area businesses and residents for hosting our “All Class Reunion” the weekend of August 5-7, 2016. Something very special and almost magical happened that weekend as 500 former classmates and teachers visited your small-Town high school gym, where many memories were made growing up as young children and teenagers. I saw many tears of joy, many hugs from the heart, and many unending smiles from our classmates as they greeted their fellow classmates, many not having been seen in 40, 50, and even 60 years or more. I saw classmates visiting the churches they were baptized in, married in, and had life celebrations in, rekindling old and lost, sometimes sad and sometimes joyful, memories. I saw classmates fondly remembering those that were unable to attend and those that have left us, some with tears, and some with joy, but always smiles. I saw classmates walking on the streets of your Town and by the homes they grew up in, wondering who lived in them now, and what they looked like inside. I saw classmates visiting Cole Park, the Mulberry tree, the old Columbia School, Spring Canyon, and the Sand Pile, reliving days when life was so simple and carefree. I saw classmates at Spring Canyon Cemetery respectfully remembering those family members and friends no longer with us. I saw classmates forgetting about life stresses and politics for 3 short days, just remembering and reliving their childhood and school days. But, most importantly, what I saw were classmates that were molded and educated in your small Town become highly successful citizens, fathers, mothers, grandparents, veterans, ministers, educators, and life role models for many. What a special place it was growing up.
So THANK YOU to the GCD area businesses, where over 40 businesses donated funds and gifts that helped make this reunion successful. A special thank you to the Grand Coulee Dam School District and Rich Black, Harvest Foods, the Coulee Dam Federal Credit Union, the Coulee Dam and Grand Coulee Fire Departments, the Star Newspaper and Scott Hunter, La Presa, Pepper Jacks, Longhorn Barbeque, Safeway, Taylor Enterprises, Christman’s High Dam Tavern, the Coulee Dam Community Church, the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, Hometown Hooligans (our awesome band), the National Park Service, and the rest of our business and classmate sponsors. A very heartfelt thank you to our reunion committee, especially Linda and Danny Zlateff (my diamonds of your community), Duane Casto, Lynn and Anne Wheeler, Jane and Dennis Lynch, Jody Lynch, and Joann Turner. Thanks to those that participated in reunion activities or helped set up and break down the venue: Tim Lynch, Ed Lynch, Dennis Lynch, Dale Rey, Mike Zowada, Glenna Whitelaw, Jay Rawley, Ed Powell, Stan St. Jeor, Sandy and Dave Everett, Richard Avey, Don McClure, Lori and Dave Maxwell, Ed and Cheryl Moore, Bard and Colleen Long, Karen Morley, Paul Dailey, Randy Bowman, Steve Knighten, Janice Brown Moss, Donnie and Jamie Stone, Connie Seekins Allen, Ray Gilman, Rick Luiten (our awesome photographer), others we may have missed, and to those that helped with finding classmates. Thank you to the many classmates that have posted pictures and video on Facebook for those to see that could not attend, and especially to Lynn Wheeler for streaming video live on Facebook, it was a huge hit. Lastly, thanks to all of our classmates that attended the reunion, without you, it would not have been successful. We will not let all of our hard work go to waste, we will be setting up a Coulee Dam High School Alumni Association in the near future, with an interactive website.
Thank You Grand Coulee Dam Area!!!
Best Wishes and Go Beavers and Raiders
Bert Smith: Reunion Co-organizer





Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Dennis Hendricks In 2016


Thank you for voting in primary- out of 19,816 registered voters in Douglas County, 1256 have voted in District 1 so far. I certainly have  no regrets and I cannot say enough good about the candidates who will move on to the November Election. I have got to know them, and so many wonderful people in our community, since announcing I was running on May 24th.  Pat Haley and Dan Sutton both have kept this positive and although I may have my favorite- I will not endorse one over the other- that is up to you in November and not fair of me to suggest otherwise. Both are outstanding candidates, good family men, have high moral standards and integrity, really care about our community, and  have worked very hard to get to move on. They earned it and my hats off to both of them.
This was my first county race- there is some differences from city races or being appointed.  I almost ran 16 years ago against Leslie Emeric and Ken Stanton but failed to file.  I was surprised to receive over 28 emails wanting to spend my campaign money (that I still have not received)- all the way from 2 cent robo calls to billboards and pinwheels.(now that is the field we should  be in to  make money)  Thank you Wenatchee World, KPQ and KOHO for your excellent and fair coverage. I do appreciate those who sat down to study the candidates as well as those who asked our thoughts on issues. Looking back I see many changes since May 24th just in presidential race alone and I am so thankful I have not had to deal with the negativity and threats seen in the news over other races.
I will leave posts up my blog- its been fun and I hope I have challenged others on issues that still need changed- my most popular post  was about roundabouts with 192 hits. My most popular song on YouTube.com was Take A Chance on Me with 88 hits.  I have spent 685.00 for this campaign- only two others in District 1 have spent more than that. I think I have had more signs up than both Trump and Clinton do in District 1. This is my 11lth Blog made for Douglas County Commissioner label. Thank you to those who encouraged me to throw my hat into the ring and believed in me. A moment of thanks to those who inspired me; but who have passed on. Thanks for putting up with my posts- I know many of you are tired of politics. I hope you will continue to hold those in office accountable and even more will Vote in the November Election.  I still feel like a winner- sometimes one can do more without a title,  and some of the important things I want to be remembered for  at my funeral do not require the most votes.
COMMISSIONER DISTRICT #1 County Commissioner 1
CandidateVoteVote %
Pat Haley
(Prefers Republican Party)
56945.3%
Dan Sutton
(Prefers Republican Party)
50640.29%
Dennis Hendricks
(Prefers Republican Party)
18114.41%
Total Votes (not including write-ins)1,256

ok- final vote(8-16-16) posted below- 37% voter turnout and I came in 3rd. I will be voting in election and I may not be qualified to give out advice to those running locally- but "please stay on the issues that you will or will not do" and do not throw knives at your opponent. And do not always believe what you read in the paper- call directly if you have a  question- don't always rely on facebook, paper or the opponent. Be Sure and VOTE- and thanks for keeping this a clean race and on the issues.
COMMISSIONER DISTRICT #1 County Commissioner 1
CandidateVoteVote %
Pat Haley
(Prefers Republican Party)
1,06047.88%
Dan Sutton
(Prefers Republican Party)
85238.48%
Dennis Hendricks
(Prefers Republican Party)
30213.64%
Total Votes (not including write-ins)2,214






























Monday, August 1, 2016

If We Never Meet Again

I regret I am unable to attend Arnie Becks Funeral Tomorrow- I also regret that I did not make time to visit with him while I could- But I do believe I will see him on the other side. Arnie was a Christian. I first met Arnie when we moved to Sawyer, North Dakota on the Hedahl Farm. His parents and he were our neighbors. He would find jobs for me to do- probably to keep me out of his hair- I would tag along in summers whether it be standing next to him on the combine, pulling weeds by hand,  riding skids while they stacked bales, mowing the lawn, counting cattle, or just riding into town. I was able to watch his life. He accepted me and made me feel important. He challenged me. I learned to drive pickup from him,  and he let me drive tractors, I saw how he took care of his cars and equipment, (he kept them looking new and shiney)- I just finished 5th grade when we moved away to Tacoma, Wa- but for several summers he let me come back and work on the farm. As we aged, I loved to stop and visit him- sadly it has been 8 or 9 years since I made it  back there. We never know what an impact we can make on our neighbors lives- I hope he knew what he and his parents had on mine. It is hard getting old- not the aches and pains, but the tears in loosing loved ones who influenced our life. My mother taught us the importance of choosing good friends- perhaps he chose me- I don't know, but he was like a father to me and I look forward to seeing him on the other side. Thanks Arnie for all you did for this kid.
This is where Arnie will be buried tomorrow- next to his folks I am sure. I would help his dad mow this cemetery. This was me on perhaps my last visit to North Dakota.
I started 1st grade in Sawyer- this was me by my parents cars on the Hedahl Farm, which I mowed too. We called her Grandma Hedahl because of how special she was to us, as well. My parents did not have a tv, so I would watch tv at her house or at Becks.
This is from my photo album.(I actually carried it in my wallet photos as you can see be creases) I actually knew Arnie before he was married. Top Right is his family from Christmas a few years ago- we always would share Christmas letters. Bottom right is the farm as I knew it- later this house would be moved and they built a new on in its place. The farm was known for its red roofs and white buildings.
This was the photo from his obituary- Its going to be interesting in Heaven what our loved ones will look like- I know we will recognize them- just not sure what age. I was telling my SS class that  once- that we would recognize our loved ones, and implying maybe babies could be grown up?  One 4th or 5th grade kid raised his hand and asked "what about the ones who had sex changes"-- he stumped me on that one, and I told him to ask Pastor Jerry as I did not have an answer. (and I quit teaching a few years later)


Arnold Beck  
Arnold David Beck, 84, Minot and longtime Sawyer area farmer and rancher died on Thursday in a Minot hospital.
Arnold was born on August 14, 1931 on the family farm near Sawyer to David and Louisa (Heizelman) Beck. He was raised on the farm and attended school in Sawyer.  As a young adult he assisted his father with the operation of the family farm which was in Sawyer Township of Ward County 6.5 miles southwest of Sawyer.
Arnold assumed ownership of the farm/ranch in 1965 and resided 3.5 miles southwest of Sawyer on Beck’s Polled Hereford Farm. He raised small grains and Registered Polled Hereford Cattle since 1958.  Also, he was employed by Don Bessette Motors driving cars throughout the U.S.  He retired in 1991 and moved to Minot.
Arnold was a member, usher and volunteer of First Assembly of God and member and director for six years of the ND Polled Hereford Association.  He was a former member of the ND Stockmen’s Association, NRA, and former member and trustee of the Mennonite Brethren Church - Sawyer.  He especially enjoyed collecting cars, toys and wildlife items; watching basketball and playing basketball with his sons as well as trapping for 50+ years, bowling for 20+ years, ice fishing and hunting.  Arnold always had two new Chevy cars  (one to drive and one to polish).  Also, he was avid collector of John Deere and Chevy die casts and guns.
Arnold is survived by his sons: Bruce Beck of Mandan and Bryce (Terri) Beck and Bryant (Megan) Beck all of Minot; grandchildren:  Sydney, Skylar, Skotti, Shawnteya and Alexia Beck and Kesha Haugan (Blake Prado); great grandchild: Jetleigh Prado; sister: Luella Barke of Minot and several nieces, nephews and cousins.
Arnold was preceded in death by his parents and brother-in-law:  Howard Barke.
Celebration of the Life of Arnold Beck:  Tuesday, August 2, 2016 at 11:00 a.m. in First Assembly of God - Minot.
Graveside Service:  Tuesday at 1:30 p.m. in the Mennonite Brethren Cemetery - rural Sawyer.
Visitation:  Monday from 3:00 p.m. until 6:00 p.m. in Thomas Family Funeral Home - Minot.
Memorials are preferred to First Assembly of God or the Bible Fellowship Church for the Mennonite Brethren Cemetery - rural Sawyer.