Wednesday, February 14, 2018

Valentine Drums

To return to a Valentine Post from 2010 - yes, eight years ago - a school paper picture of the drum set my Uncle Gilbert owned when I was young.  Great to use the drum sticks on the drum set in the rec room at a family holiday. 

Tuesday, February 6, 2018

On 9th Street, I Heard a Crunch

At the 9th Street crosswalk above Tacoma Avenue I was about to start across when I heard a crunch so I stepped back.  I had noticed a dark and large car-truck stop for me just in front of the crosswalk.  I would have witnessed the accident, but the crunch came from the other side of this dark large car-truck.  I guessed the silver car had hit the back of the dark car. 

The truck continued down 9th and the silver car turned to park on G.  The driver got out and I asked if she was okay.  She said she was.  I did not want to leave, I truly wondered how a startling traffic collision could have left her feeling. 

The truck came back.  They both took photos and decided she was right, it was her fault.  Probably she was following too close, but I did not see the silver car following too close before this happened.   I watched them until they left, I wondered if I had witnessed this. 

I have never owned a car, I use public transit, I have used a bike for over twenty-five years, I walk.   I do not often witness a crunch like this.  They both seemed to think it was good that no one was hurt and it did not seem like serious damage.

Monday, January 22, 2018

Brown-Eyed Susan Cake - Lost Betty Crocker Recipe Found -

I wish to link to my blog entry from December 15, 2015.   In this entry I discussed my mother's Aunt Marie, who worked in the test kitchen at the Sperry Flour Mill and their Martha Meade Recipe Book,  my cousin has a copy. The copy I have was placed on the free table at the apartment building where I live.  I discuss specifically their peanut butter cookie recipe, the recipe my mother preferred.

So many years ago a friend gave me the Betty Crocker New Picture Cook Book, published in 1961.  I noted in its peanut butter cookie recipe different ingredients and measurements that make the Betty Crocker recipe the Margaret Meade recipe.   My mother's recipe books that I had packed in a box are not with me.  I am not an only child.  With cook books where I live I have a cardboard box with loose recipes my mother collected.   We could have a slice of the white bread she always made for my father, who had allergies.  Every year she succeeded with a large number of recipes for Christmas Cookies.  Among the cards, some in plastic covers, are two other cook book booklets which must, like the Martha Meade Recipe Book, have come from her aunt, or from her mother. 


Betty Crocker leaflets and booklets must be set away in many kitchens, I waited some time on the holds list before I picked Betty Crocker's Lost Recipes up yesterday at the Pierce County Library.  Some of the recipes do not seem so lost – I have sometimes made the Molasses Crinkles, for example.  I noticed a double-page spread near the back that recreates an older illustration of six cakes with floral names:  Pink Azalea,  Daffodil,  Brown-Eyed Susan, Chocolate Joy,  Bouquet of Flowers, and Old Kentucky...something (which does not show in the photograph), and a booklet my mother had does indeed contain the recipe for the Brown-Eyed Susan Cake.   True!  My sense of an approach to the 100th anniversary of the Betty Crocker Kitchens, which began in 1921, is augmented by my booklet from 1933 that solves one missing element from the 2017 Betty Crocker's Lost Recipes cookbook. 

Tuesday, January 9, 2018

New Year 2018

Happy New Year 2018.  This year in Tacoma we can anticipate further change at the Yacht Club area near Point Defiance.  At Facebook I earlier shared a clipping on which my mom Linnea Jensen indicated where her father's fishing boat was kept at the yacht club, she marked the location on an photo from 1936 reproduced in the newspaper. 

Thursday, December 28, 2017

Boxing Day - And Time Before New Years

Tuesday on a walk at Point Defiance Park

Remarkable difference in the number of blog entries since March when The New Computer Room at the building where I live got three computers.  My resolutions from 2018 include make sure you can enter your blog from the New Computer Room.  So often my internet situation is not prepared for my entry from difference Computer Centers at Different Libraries. 

Friday, December 15, 2017

Electronovision and 1964 Church Choir Participation


1964-1965 I was in the choir at First Lutheran Church.   My father was working evenings at the drug store.  He bought me an Olivetti Underwood portable typewriter to use for typing practice.   Everyone at the high school summer school typing class was a stranger to me, and the building was only five years old.   All the afternoons I could walk home,  not much more than a mile.  In my first year, my sophomore year at high school, a lot of things were different.  Once school began, my mother wanted me to get tickets and take the bus.  My mother wanted me to go to choir practice with her Thursday nights, and to sing in the choir from the choir loft on Sunday mornings.  So Autumn 1964 through Spring 1965 I was in the choir at First Lutheran Church.  

My view of why this happened was always that my mother wanted me to be around other people when my sister had individuated to University.  Possibly  she really did not want me to spend time alone at the house.  My mother also wanted me to ride with her when she needed to drive to Lakewood to see my grandmother at the rest home.  She did not want to ride all that way alone in the car.  She sometimes wanted me to just wait for her and do homework.  Sometimes she wanted me to go in with her and see my grandmother.

Auditions were just singing a little beside the piano for Mrs. Weiss, the choir director.  The only anthem I remember was Oh, Holy Night.  We sang that with the other Christmas music on the Christmas Program.  In the spring.  There was an outreach performance at Western State Hospital.  I can remember that we were given a short tour of the grounds and performed for inmates in a large room, lit with daylight from a wall with many windows.

This was not a clean break from the friends I had at the junior high school.  The ticket I had from the September 1964 Electronovision production of Hamlet, with Richard Burton, was for the evening, so it was not a field trip, and very likely it was time spent with the friends who always were focused on drama.  Electronovision never became popular.  I watched You Tube clips from the copy that survived and I have retained a remembrance of seeing Richard Burton perform in this simple dark costume.  I looked up the advertisements for this on microfilm and found an article the Sunday before about a Thursday dinner celebrating the 80th anniversary of the Swedish Order of Valhalla.  Their organization was older than their 1905 hall.  My grandfather's brother was to be honored.

I had to reflect that the honor for my grandfather's brother was from a letter he wrote them.  He went back to Sweden in 1957.  And wrote letters to everyone. 

So it was a week in 1964 in which I can find myself, at the Temple Theater in Tacoma and starting the year of choir rehearsals and anthem performances. 

Thursday, October 26, 2017

An Earlier Time - Paint Samples at the Scottish Rites Cathedral

The Scottish Rites Cathedral is now during the tear down.  During these last years the paint has been a lovely positive element of the scene in the Stadium District. Their paint choices had worked so well with the view from near the grocery. 

An old photo shows paint samples during the decorating project.