Believe it or not, this really is a test. We've been having some difficulty with our procedures here, and so posting this message is part of an effort to get to the bottom of the problem.
BTW, here at Kendal we're gearing up for the imminent arrival of residnts for our new apartment wing!
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Tower Tales, Vol. V, No.1
About two weeks ago a new issue of Tower Tales appeared in the boxes of all residents. This publication features writings by persons who live at Kendal at Granville, and a new issue is published every six months or so. (In the interest of full disclosure I need to quickly note that I'm a member of the seven-member editorial board, and so cannot plead indifference in assessing the publication. That having been said, I'll immediately note that I think this new issue features many interesting pieces.)
The first thing to be noticed, however, is the cover, which displays a richly-colored photo of a twelve-patch needlework quilt created by Terrie Cheaney, one of our fine resident artists. With its ochre, orange, purple, and blue pattern, it evokes the atmosphere of the Southwest.
The issue proper leads off with a reminiscence by Wib Smith of the many summers he spent at his wife's family camp in Maine. The delightful memories include boat misadventures, struggles with weather and insects, the installation of indoor plumbing, and picnics. As a reminiscence, the piece can't help but be autumnal. But its spirit evokes happy and (usually) sunny summers.
Judy Chambers follows by relating a tragic moment in the life of her family and describing the deepening of understanding that subsequently fortified her. "The living," she concludes, quoting the advice her husband offered as they coped, "have to go on living."
Residents of CCRCs know how to look death in the eye and stare it down. Judy Ingram provides a humorous poem that does precisely that, even as it celebrates an eightieth birthday.
Our proud Scotsman, Ted Barclay, tells of his and Pat's visit to explore the ancestral Barclay lands in Scotland. (They threw in a pub or two, but even though included in the tale, that aspect of the tour is a different story.) The highlight of the visit was the opportunity to gain access to Barclay Castle, with its enormous fireplaces, impressive suits of armor, and other echoes of the past. The family boasts a fierce motto: Aut agere aut mori – Either Action or Death!
Dan Fletcher continues a technology theme begun in the previous issue of Tower Tales by explaining how his iPad won him over. Our CCRC generation tends to be behind the curve when it comes to the modern devices of communication, but our grandchildren's example is spurring us into trying to catch up, and Dan is an enthusiastic convert. As he says, even while reminding his reader of the joys of exploring book stores, "hey, I have the whole Library of Congress in my hand! Pretty cool."
No good magazine is respectable without an occasional piece on crime-busting, and in this issue Jack Ingram tells a tale from his youth, when, with the approval of the management of the bank he worked for, he investigated what appeared to be a misappropriation of funds. Lest I spoil the story, I won't say more.
Finally, Virgil Hoftiezer writes an apologia on behalf of his grand hobby of genealogy, posing the question – is it an avocation, an affectation, or an affliction? He argues powerfully for the pleasures of the chase, the excitement of making connections, and the sheer joy of discovery. He is likely to have made converts.
One point that the editorial board takes particular pride in is that Tower Tales is not a vehicle for a just a small group of residents. With this issue, the board notes, fully forty-five residents have shared their writing with the community through its pages. Never once has there been an issue with fewer than three new voices. And why? Because in sharing one's writings one is sharing something of oneself. It's a way of gifting the community.
The first thing to be noticed, however, is the cover, which displays a richly-colored photo of a twelve-patch needlework quilt created by Terrie Cheaney, one of our fine resident artists. With its ochre, orange, purple, and blue pattern, it evokes the atmosphere of the Southwest.
The issue proper leads off with a reminiscence by Wib Smith of the many summers he spent at his wife's family camp in Maine. The delightful memories include boat misadventures, struggles with weather and insects, the installation of indoor plumbing, and picnics. As a reminiscence, the piece can't help but be autumnal. But its spirit evokes happy and (usually) sunny summers.
Judy Chambers follows by relating a tragic moment in the life of her family and describing the deepening of understanding that subsequently fortified her. "The living," she concludes, quoting the advice her husband offered as they coped, "have to go on living."
Residents of CCRCs know how to look death in the eye and stare it down. Judy Ingram provides a humorous poem that does precisely that, even as it celebrates an eightieth birthday.
Our proud Scotsman, Ted Barclay, tells of his and Pat's visit to explore the ancestral Barclay lands in Scotland. (They threw in a pub or two, but even though included in the tale, that aspect of the tour is a different story.) The highlight of the visit was the opportunity to gain access to Barclay Castle, with its enormous fireplaces, impressive suits of armor, and other echoes of the past. The family boasts a fierce motto: Aut agere aut mori – Either Action or Death!
Dan Fletcher continues a technology theme begun in the previous issue of Tower Tales by explaining how his iPad won him over. Our CCRC generation tends to be behind the curve when it comes to the modern devices of communication, but our grandchildren's example is spurring us into trying to catch up, and Dan is an enthusiastic convert. As he says, even while reminding his reader of the joys of exploring book stores, "hey, I have the whole Library of Congress in my hand! Pretty cool."
No good magazine is respectable without an occasional piece on crime-busting, and in this issue Jack Ingram tells a tale from his youth, when, with the approval of the management of the bank he worked for, he investigated what appeared to be a misappropriation of funds. Lest I spoil the story, I won't say more.
Finally, Virgil Hoftiezer writes an apologia on behalf of his grand hobby of genealogy, posing the question – is it an avocation, an affectation, or an affliction? He argues powerfully for the pleasures of the chase, the excitement of making connections, and the sheer joy of discovery. He is likely to have made converts.
One point that the editorial board takes particular pride in is that Tower Tales is not a vehicle for a just a small group of residents. With this issue, the board notes, fully forty-five residents have shared their writing with the community through its pages. Never once has there been an issue with fewer than three new voices. And why? Because in sharing one's writings one is sharing something of oneself. It's a way of gifting the community.
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Latest Book Club News
In November we had our once-a-year very special event. This event was a visit by Dr. Carol Apollonia, the daughter of our member, Betty. Carol is a Professor of Russian Literature at Duke University, and once a year, when visiting her mother, she leads us in a dicussion of a Russian novel or literature. This year we read and discussed Fathers and Sons by Turgenev. Carol helped us see the clash between the older established families and two young college men who enthusiastically embraced the philosophy of nihilism. At the end of the story the one young man went back to the life of his family who were part of the Russian Aristocracy. The other young man, from a peasant family, became a scientist in the medical profession and died from infection. This book made me realize the beauty of Russia which seemed to be lost for awhile when we thought about Russia as just the Soviet Union and those associated negative feelings. Most of us had not been to Russia and so we enjoyed hearing Carol talk about her trips. On one trip she went to the farm of Leo Tolstoy!
Last year Carol had us read Short Stories by Chekov. The year before, we read Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy and before that, Crime and Punishment by Dostoyevski. That was a very hard book to read because of the grime, hunger, depression, and crime in the story. We especially needed Carol to redeem that book for us. I am eagerly looking forward to our next assignment.
We did not read a book in December. January's book was Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad. It was literally a dark book. We counted the words "dark" or "black" forty-two times in the sixty-five pages. This is one of those stories within a story, and maybe another story within that. Ed said we should notice the complicated punctuation. The story was about a man sent into the heart of Africa, the heart of darkness, to bring home a man who truly had a heart of darkness. The setting was the colonial period in England. Margaret and I admitted that we had to read the book a second time to appreiate the telling of the story rather than just the story.
Next month we will read Birdsong by Sebastian Faulks. The setting is World War I in France. Jack has read the book and tells us it is a story of passionate love and deadly war. I will let you know.
Last year Carol had us read Short Stories by Chekov. The year before, we read Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy and before that, Crime and Punishment by Dostoyevski. That was a very hard book to read because of the grime, hunger, depression, and crime in the story. We especially needed Carol to redeem that book for us. I am eagerly looking forward to our next assignment.
We did not read a book in December. January's book was Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad. It was literally a dark book. We counted the words "dark" or "black" forty-two times in the sixty-five pages. This is one of those stories within a story, and maybe another story within that. Ed said we should notice the complicated punctuation. The story was about a man sent into the heart of Africa, the heart of darkness, to bring home a man who truly had a heart of darkness. The setting was the colonial period in England. Margaret and I admitted that we had to read the book a second time to appreiate the telling of the story rather than just the story.
Next month we will read Birdsong by Sebastian Faulks. The setting is World War I in France. Jack has read the book and tells us it is a story of passionate love and deadly war. I will let you know.
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Fearless Baseball Forecasts
In the bleak days of February one of the most welcome harbingers of the warmer weather to come is the news that spring training camps for pitchers will soon be opening. If pitchers are warming up their arms, can batters be far behind? And if batters, then surely opening day . . . !
Lots of questions tease the fan who looks forward to the season. Will Mike Trout suffer a sophomore slump? Will Albert Pujols recover the magic? Will the owners ever see the mindlessness of ten-year contracts?
But the niftiest thing for baseball fans at this time of year is that they now have a brief window of opportunity for believing that anything might be possible – even (is the temperature falling in Hades?) a pennant for the Cleveland Indians. By the end of May, of course, reality will have begun to set in. But until then, why not dream? After all, last season saw unexpected divisional victories for Baltimore and Washington. Maybe this year is Houston's turn? Or Pittsburgh's? Or Kansas City's?
Nah!
I believe in a cautious realism when surveying the future. And so, here is my forecast. (If – when – I'm shown to be wrong, I'll be as likely to bring the subject up as your favorite TV weather forecaster is easger to discuss his missed calls.) I'll start with the American League.
In the East Toronto will win. Management has added R.A. Dickey, and Mark Buehrle to its pitching staff, and Jose Reyes to its batting order. The team already has the best batter you've never heard of in Jose Bautista. Go Blue Jays! (The other big story in the East will be the collapse of the Yankees. Age will catch up with this team with a vengeance, and they'll play sub-.500 ball for the first time since dinosaurs roamed the earth.)
In the Central division Detroit will win big. When you've got the best hitter in baseball (Miguel Cabrera) and the best pitcher in baseball (Justin Verlander), and you play in the weakest division in baseball, success should be a snap. The post-season will be the Tigers' big test. As for the Indians, well, as Dodger fans used to say, wait 'til next year (or decade).
In the West I'm going with Los Angeles. Trout, Pujols, and Hamilton make a fearsome trio for any pitcher. But I'm not ready to count Texas out, and if the Rangers – with Beltre, Kinsler, Brkman, and Andrus – sneak past the Angels, I won't be entirely surprised. The AL West is, after all, the strongest division in the league and perhaps in baseball.
In the National League East I think Washington is the real McCoy. So I think they'll repeat atop the division. The Nats have a splendid pitching staff (think Stephen Strasburg and Gio Gonzalez) and a batting order that will combine able veterans with startlingly good youth (think Bryce Harper). And wouldn't it be great to have a D.C. team in the World Series for the first time in 80 years?
When we turn to the Central division I think we'll see another repeater. Cincinnati is rich with talent, especially in the remarkable Joey Votto. I suspect that the real story in this weakening division will be the fading of St. Louis. The Cardinals have lost too much talent in the past three years, and their basic mediocrity will finally assert itself. (A cruel but true prediction.)
Out in the West I forecast a Los Angeles triumph. (And wouldn't a Dodgers-Angels World Series be interesting? The TV cameras would use every half inning break to show the beautiful people who have secured front row box seats.) The Dodgers have Matt Kemp, who has triple crown potential, and a hard-hitting supporting cast – all that plus very good pitching. I admit it's hard to put the Dodgers ahead of the world champion San Francisco Giants, but L.A.'s pitching is almost as good, and their offense is much better.
So there you have my predictions. Pin them to the refrigerator so you can mock me next October!
Lots of questions tease the fan who looks forward to the season. Will Mike Trout suffer a sophomore slump? Will Albert Pujols recover the magic? Will the owners ever see the mindlessness of ten-year contracts?
But the niftiest thing for baseball fans at this time of year is that they now have a brief window of opportunity for believing that anything might be possible – even (is the temperature falling in Hades?) a pennant for the Cleveland Indians. By the end of May, of course, reality will have begun to set in. But until then, why not dream? After all, last season saw unexpected divisional victories for Baltimore and Washington. Maybe this year is Houston's turn? Or Pittsburgh's? Or Kansas City's?
Nah!
I believe in a cautious realism when surveying the future. And so, here is my forecast. (If – when – I'm shown to be wrong, I'll be as likely to bring the subject up as your favorite TV weather forecaster is easger to discuss his missed calls.) I'll start with the American League.
In the East Toronto will win. Management has added R.A. Dickey, and Mark Buehrle to its pitching staff, and Jose Reyes to its batting order. The team already has the best batter you've never heard of in Jose Bautista. Go Blue Jays! (The other big story in the East will be the collapse of the Yankees. Age will catch up with this team with a vengeance, and they'll play sub-.500 ball for the first time since dinosaurs roamed the earth.)
In the Central division Detroit will win big. When you've got the best hitter in baseball (Miguel Cabrera) and the best pitcher in baseball (Justin Verlander), and you play in the weakest division in baseball, success should be a snap. The post-season will be the Tigers' big test. As for the Indians, well, as Dodger fans used to say, wait 'til next year (or decade).
In the West I'm going with Los Angeles. Trout, Pujols, and Hamilton make a fearsome trio for any pitcher. But I'm not ready to count Texas out, and if the Rangers – with Beltre, Kinsler, Brkman, and Andrus – sneak past the Angels, I won't be entirely surprised. The AL West is, after all, the strongest division in the league and perhaps in baseball.
In the National League East I think Washington is the real McCoy. So I think they'll repeat atop the division. The Nats have a splendid pitching staff (think Stephen Strasburg and Gio Gonzalez) and a batting order that will combine able veterans with startlingly good youth (think Bryce Harper). And wouldn't it be great to have a D.C. team in the World Series for the first time in 80 years?
When we turn to the Central division I think we'll see another repeater. Cincinnati is rich with talent, especially in the remarkable Joey Votto. I suspect that the real story in this weakening division will be the fading of St. Louis. The Cardinals have lost too much talent in the past three years, and their basic mediocrity will finally assert itself. (A cruel but true prediction.)
Out in the West I forecast a Los Angeles triumph. (And wouldn't a Dodgers-Angels World Series be interesting? The TV cameras would use every half inning break to show the beautiful people who have secured front row box seats.) The Dodgers have Matt Kemp, who has triple crown potential, and a hard-hitting supporting cast – all that plus very good pitching. I admit it's hard to put the Dodgers ahead of the world champion San Francisco Giants, but L.A.'s pitching is almost as good, and their offense is much better.
So there you have my predictions. Pin them to the refrigerator so you can mock me next October!
Monday, February 4, 2013
Reflections on a Wintry Day
Today is a dreary winter day here in Granville. A week ago on Tuesday we had a late January thaw with the temperature reaching 60+ degrees. By Thursday wintry weather had returned with temperatures back in the single digits. The snow which fell before Christmas and then melted with the thaw has been replaced due to fits of snow off and on so that once again the ground is snow covered. A couple of the days were quite windy and it behooved one to bundle up well before venturing outside. Whenever a door to the outside is opened as someone comes in or goes out, a blast of cold air enters chilling the air in our halls. With extra openings in the areas under construct ion at both ends and in the middle there are lots of places leaking cold air into the halls as well.
When I was growing up this was the kind of weather you liked to find a good book, a good apple, a bowl of freshly popped corn, and a comfy chair located in a warm cozy spot so you could curl up and read while the weather stayed outside. Curling up in a warm cozy spot inside and reading or watching television is still a good way to spend a wintry afternoon or evening. But the sort of stuff that's on television today makes reading more and more attactive - be it the old fashioned kind of book or one of the new-fangled Kindles or Nooks.
We are lucky that we have a well-supplied library in our community building and connections with the Granville Public Library that put a wide choice of books at our finger tips. The fact that the library is open night and day also adds immeasurably to its convenience.
We are also lucky that our apartments have individual heat controls so we can keep them at whatever temperature suits each of us best. Since each of us has a different metabolism and therefore a different tolerance for heat and cold, this is a really important feature for our personal year round comfort.
So tonight after supper I plan to curl up in my comfortable Lazy-Boy chair with the book I picked out yesterday afternoon in our library and settle in for an evening of enjoyment in my cozy living room.
When I was growing up this was the kind of weather you liked to find a good book, a good apple, a bowl of freshly popped corn, and a comfy chair located in a warm cozy spot so you could curl up and read while the weather stayed outside. Curling up in a warm cozy spot inside and reading or watching television is still a good way to spend a wintry afternoon or evening. But the sort of stuff that's on television today makes reading more and more attactive - be it the old fashioned kind of book or one of the new-fangled Kindles or Nooks.
We are lucky that we have a well-supplied library in our community building and connections with the Granville Public Library that put a wide choice of books at our finger tips. The fact that the library is open night and day also adds immeasurably to its convenience.
We are also lucky that our apartments have individual heat controls so we can keep them at whatever temperature suits each of us best. Since each of us has a different metabolism and therefore a different tolerance for heat and cold, this is a really important feature for our personal year round comfort.
So tonight after supper I plan to curl up in my comfortable Lazy-Boy chair with the book I picked out yesterday afternoon in our library and settle in for an evening of enjoyment in my cozy living room.
Sunday, January 13, 2013
A Visit from the Hilltoppers
The new year of 2013 was scarcely upon us when a group of singers from our neighbor up the hill, Denison University, came to Kendal to share their talents with us. An all-male ensemble, aptly named the Hilltoppers, they are one of several fine musical organizations that Denison sustains, and we at Kendal were particularly fortunate to be given the opportunity to hear them because the university's winter break still had a week to run. So we wondered: What were these guys doing in town anyway? Didn't they have something better to do with their vacation?
The musical fare for the evening was wide-ranging – a Scottish folk song, some old barbershop numbers (though close harmony was not in general the Hilltoppers' preferred style), recent pop hits, a spiritual, and songs from the 1960s. All of this was enlivened and punctuated by some unexpected whoops, hollers, and yelps. As the concert proceeded we also heard some rich solo voices. There was a bit of designed choreography thrown in, but much more frequently the young men seemed to be improvising their individual and idiosyncratic kinetic turns. The audience loved it.
Before the concert began each singer introduced himself by name, home town, and major. It turned out that they had come from all over the country, and they were studying a diverse set of fields, with majors from the natural sciences, the social sciences, the arts, and the humanities. They were collective testimony to the breadth and excitement of a liberal arts curriculum.
Each number was received with loud clapping, and when the concert was over, the Kendal crowd showed its final approval with a surge of applause as enthusiastic as any accolade I can recall my friends and neighbors ever bestowing on a visiting group.
It's not hard to figure out why the Hilltoppers were so appreciatively received. First, they brought music to Kendal, and as people as distant and different from each other as Plato and Madonna have acknowledged, music has a strange power to enchant. Second, they brought talent to Kendal, and the community's residents, from lifetimes rich with experience, have come to realize that gifts are unusual and to applaud these gifts when people have given time over to cultivating them. Third, they brought youth into our midst. This is important, for contrary to some rumors, we seniors don't begrudge youth their youth. If anything, we draw hope about the future from it. It seems safe to say that the life of senior communities prospers when young people – enthusiastic representatives of the new directions the world is taking – share their universe with ours.
As the audience dispersed to their residences after the concert, I heard only one complaint: the Hilltoppers hadn't sung a Denison song. Not unimportant, I guess – though since I'm not an alumnus, maybe I'm not best positioned to judge the gravity of the omission. But even so, scarcely worthy of a demerit. And maybe that can be our excuse for inviting them back to sing an all-Denison-music concert. Sounds like a good solution to me.
The musical fare for the evening was wide-ranging – a Scottish folk song, some old barbershop numbers (though close harmony was not in general the Hilltoppers' preferred style), recent pop hits, a spiritual, and songs from the 1960s. All of this was enlivened and punctuated by some unexpected whoops, hollers, and yelps. As the concert proceeded we also heard some rich solo voices. There was a bit of designed choreography thrown in, but much more frequently the young men seemed to be improvising their individual and idiosyncratic kinetic turns. The audience loved it.
Before the concert began each singer introduced himself by name, home town, and major. It turned out that they had come from all over the country, and they were studying a diverse set of fields, with majors from the natural sciences, the social sciences, the arts, and the humanities. They were collective testimony to the breadth and excitement of a liberal arts curriculum.
Each number was received with loud clapping, and when the concert was over, the Kendal crowd showed its final approval with a surge of applause as enthusiastic as any accolade I can recall my friends and neighbors ever bestowing on a visiting group.
It's not hard to figure out why the Hilltoppers were so appreciatively received. First, they brought music to Kendal, and as people as distant and different from each other as Plato and Madonna have acknowledged, music has a strange power to enchant. Second, they brought talent to Kendal, and the community's residents, from lifetimes rich with experience, have come to realize that gifts are unusual and to applaud these gifts when people have given time over to cultivating them. Third, they brought youth into our midst. This is important, for contrary to some rumors, we seniors don't begrudge youth their youth. If anything, we draw hope about the future from it. It seems safe to say that the life of senior communities prospers when young people – enthusiastic representatives of the new directions the world is taking – share their universe with ours.
As the audience dispersed to their residences after the concert, I heard only one complaint: the Hilltoppers hadn't sung a Denison song. Not unimportant, I guess – though since I'm not an alumnus, maybe I'm not best positioned to judge the gravity of the omission. But even so, scarcely worthy of a demerit. And maybe that can be our excuse for inviting them back to sing an all-Denison-music concert. Sounds like a good solution to me.
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Newbie
While watching a Netflix movie late Friday evening, the furnace of our cottage began to make weird noises. Since we were engrossed in the movie, we ignored the noise until it became so loud that we had to be concerned. So, at 11:30 pm we called maintenance. The maintenance man on duty was at our door in less than five minutes. The furnace definitely needed a new part and he could do it then or it could be done in the morning. Assured that all was safe for the night, we opted for the morning. Sure enough, the next morning (Saturday) we got the call from maintenance asking if we were ready for the work to be done. All completed by 10 am!
This is my first blog--I am a newbie. My husband and I moved to Kendal at Granville last January (2012), almost a year ago. Experiences like this make us so glad we made the decision to come here. If the furnace issue had occurred at our old residence, the attempts to get a repair over the weekend would have been difficult and the pricing at premium levels. There would not have been a cheerful young man telling us "we keep parts on the shelf ready to install".
Our first year of residence has been a positive experience. Coming from Indiana, we knew no one here and had no connection to any institutions in Ohio. So, why did we decide on Kendal at Granville one might ask.
Having made the decision that we wanted to embrace the CCRC concept, we began looking for a location and visiting sites. There were none close to where we were living so we explored locations near one of our children, near a large airport and in a community that had a college or university. We visited several and read about others. When we walked in the front door of KAG, we knew this place was different from the others we had visited. The decor set a welcoming tone, then the staff were warm and residents greeted us with smiles.
After three visits and studying the Quaker philosophy behind Kendal Corporation, we decided on Kendal at Granville. The airport is half an hour away and we are enjoying Denison University's offerings to the public. I did audit a class during fall semester and thoroughly enjoyed it. We do happen to have a daughter in Columbus. The geographic location is working well for us.
This is my first blog--I am a newbie. My husband and I moved to Kendal at Granville last January (2012), almost a year ago. Experiences like this make us so glad we made the decision to come here. If the furnace issue had occurred at our old residence, the attempts to get a repair over the weekend would have been difficult and the pricing at premium levels. There would not have been a cheerful young man telling us "we keep parts on the shelf ready to install".
Our first year of residence has been a positive experience. Coming from Indiana, we knew no one here and had no connection to any institutions in Ohio. So, why did we decide on Kendal at Granville one might ask.
Having made the decision that we wanted to embrace the CCRC concept, we began looking for a location and visiting sites. There were none close to where we were living so we explored locations near one of our children, near a large airport and in a community that had a college or university. We visited several and read about others. When we walked in the front door of KAG, we knew this place was different from the others we had visited. The decor set a welcoming tone, then the staff were warm and residents greeted us with smiles.
After three visits and studying the Quaker philosophy behind Kendal Corporation, we decided on Kendal at Granville. The airport is half an hour away and we are enjoying Denison University's offerings to the public. I did audit a class during fall semester and thoroughly enjoyed it. We do happen to have a daughter in Columbus. The geographic location is working well for us.
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