Donations sought for flood relief

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2013 ~ The below story is about my dear friend, Dee Meyer.  To say the last couple of days have been rough is to put it very mildly.  The photograph of Dee’s rental home below is only a few minutes before the house literally washed away.  I’m here for you, Dee, in all ways.


From Gering Citizen, Gering, Nebraska

The home of Dee Meyer and her 14-year-old daughter Andi, just minutes before it was swept away by the James Creek last Thursday. The Meyers lost everything but their three dogs.
JAMESTOWN, Colo – Jamestown, Colo. resident Dee Meyer‘s home and all of her possessions were carried away by the swollen James Creek last Thursday. The picturesque mountain town of Jamestown, near Lyons, was once home to 1,000 people. Only 25 residents remain. Nothing is left of the town’s historical buildings and most residences are completely destroyed.

Thousands in Colorado have been affected with similar circumstances. They have lost everything and have no toothbrush, socks, scissors, clothing, beds, bedding, kitchen supplies, appliances, etc. The loss of everyday items is devastating, to say nothing about the things that are not replaceable.

To assist with the immediate needs of flood victims in Colorado and Nebraska, three area businesses and local schools are working to collect donations of water and non-perishable food items for the relief of flood victims.

Donations may be delivered to the Union Bar in Gering, and to Bluffs Broadcasting in Scottsbluff. Once collected, NTC will transport the donations to needed areas. For more information, call Mitzi Cawthra at Bluffs Broadcasting, (308) 632-5667.

A fund has been set up to collect money to help Dee and Andi Meyer get back on their feet. Although they had renter’s insurance, flooding was not part of the coverage.
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Black & White

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2013 ~ Last night around 8:30pm I walk past my daughter’s & granddaughter’s room (they share a room) and I do a double take. Piper (4 years old) is packing all of her belongings. I ask her what she is doing. She says “Mom and I are going to visit uncle Mikey Kennedy tomorrow.” So I ask Mary Kennedy, my daughter about this and she says “No. That’s not right.” Piper, being completely packed, becomes frustrated with her mother. I go into my room and am not really paying attention until I hear things being dragged into my room. “Piper, what are you doing?” I ask. Piper says, “I’m mad at Mommy so I’m moving in with you.” (Across the hall).

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Casey Kennedy nominated to sing at Carnegie Hall

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GREAT News for Casey Kennedy ~ This mother has tears in her eyes. Just received this:

Dear Casey Kennedy,

Congratulations! We are very pleased to inform you that you have been nominated by Patrice Burgstahler for the 2014 High School Honors Performance Series at Carnegie Hall. You are being recognized with this honor and Carnegie Hall performance opportunity as a result of your demonstrated musical accomplishments…..


The High School Honors Performance Series at Carnegie Hall

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Casey’s first day of his senior year ~

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2013 ~ Bittersweet…my youngest begins his first day of his senior year! All those years whirred right by!

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Does the tooth fairy know where I am?

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2013 ~ Just came across this pic from 1982 with my brother, Tony Ladesich (10 years old at the time). He spent the summer with me in Colorado that year…during that stay, Tony asked me, “Do you think the tooth fairy will know where to find me?” I looked at him, “Why?” In a very matter of fact tone, Tony answered, “Cause I have a loose tooth and I could really use the cash.” The tooth fairy did indeed locate Tony and awarded him with a bonus: this fish.

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Anela en Rouge

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2013 ~ Happy Mother’s Day to everyone! I’m so excited to share with you all this beautiful short film (18 minutes), Anela en Rouge, that is the story of me coming full circle in recovering from the death of my mother, and how my mother promises to stay in contact with me after death. The story speaks to all mothers and daughters. Cara Myers is the producer of the film. Anthony Ladesich (also my brother) is the director of photography. Several film festivals selected and showed the film. I promise you will love Anela en Rouge. Beginning today the film is open to the public! Please share with all you know. (to all my mother’s children and grandchildren, too)

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Family Again

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2013 ~ About two years after my father died, my mother started dating my second Dad (never did like the ring of “step”—Cinderella put the curse of horror on that word).

The notion of our family returning to wholeness by having a father back in the home delighted me. I could quit answering the question of my father’s whereabouts; I could quit seeing the pained looks on people’s faces when I told them he had died; I’d still have a future as a father’s daughter.

After a year of dating, my dad-to-be, my mother and the four of us kids sat in the back seat of a Ford Country Squire station wagon with the faux wooden sides waiting at the railroad tracks for the train to pass. My nine year old brother, counted the train cars, my seven year old sister and I sang Herman’s Hermits’ song “Mrs. Brown You’ve got a Lovely Daughter” at the tops of our lungs to drown out my three year old sister’s repetitious “Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star.”

Suddenly, my dad-to-be turned to us in the back seat and said, “I’d like everyone’s attention.”

He wasn’t yelling or anything, but we were totally unaccustomed to him making any group statements. My mother even looked surprised. He turned to my mother, held up a small box, opened it and held out a ring toward all of us.

“Barbara, I want to know if you and the kids will have me?”

My mother looked at us in the back seat and said, “Well? Vince wants to marry us. What do you say?”

We’d just received the biggest gift ever. We all started screaming “yes” and watched my dad-to-be kiss my mother. “Gross!” we yelled and we were happy.

Gratitude for my second Dad

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Together 2013

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This morning, while simply walking out into my back yard, a flock of geese overhead caught my attention, as they always do…You ever wonder why geese fly in a V formation? A couple of years ago as I lay in soft summer grass, with two small children identifying white fluffy sky-dragons, dolphins, and dinosaurs, I watched a massive flock of geese flying in the distance. As the children continued identifying the morphing wisps of clouds, I watched the geese overhead, noticing their precision “choreography” not unlike the famed Blue Angels of the US Navy. I wondered how the geese “decided” to do such a thing? Who gets to be the lead goose? What are his/her qualifications? I’m sure the simple answer would be instinct, but that wasn’t enough for me.

After browsing the Internet, I came across several articles~ Until recently, scientists could only theorize as to why geese and other large, migratory birds adopted the V formation for flying long distances. Most ornithologists believed that this formation made for more efficient flying but could offer no hard proof.

However, a new study put this theory to the test. A team of scientists taped heart monitors to a group of pelicans that were trained to fly behind a small airplane. They discovered that the heart rates of the birds were lower when flying in a V than when flying solo. Migrating birds use the “squadron” formation because it allows them to glide more often, conserving energy. The aerodynamic V shape reduces the air resistance, allowing the geese to cover longer distances. In fact, a flock of geese can fly 70 percent farther by adopting the V shape rather than flying in isolation.

The V formation may offer other benefits as well. Each bird has an unobstructed field of vision, allowing flock members to see each other and communicate while in flight. When a goose falls out of formation, it suddenly feels the drag and resistance of trying to go it alone . . . and quickly gets back into formation to take advantage of the lifting power of the bird in front. If we have as much sense as a goose, we will stay in formation with those who are headed the same way we are. When the head goose gets tired it rotates back in the wing and another goose flies point. It is sensible to take turns doing demanding jobs . . . with people or with geese. Geese honk from behind to encourage those up front to keep up their speed. What do we say when we honk from behind?

Finally, when a goose gets sick or is wounded by gunshots, and falls out of formation, two other geese fall out with that goose and follow it down to lend help and protection. They stay with the fallen goose until it is able to fly or until it dies, and only then do they launch out on their own to catch up with another formation or to catch up with their original group.

I say we do have the sense of a goose; we stand by each other for support, and we sit with each other until our souls fly off to join another formation…and eventually we launch out on our own to catch up with another formation or catch up with our original group. We live better together…Apparently, no goose is an island either ~ nannette rogers kennedy

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South African Caves

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2013 ~ In the spring of 2009 I had the incredible and fabulous opportunity to visit South Africa. The safaris, the wandering free leopards, elephants, lions, giraffes and many more animals that I’d only before seen in photos or zoos were moments of wonder…the safaris, along with the people and its history, literally changed me and South Africa grabbed part of my soul…

One experience however, woke me up to the fact that caves are not for me…at one point our group crawled on hands and knees through a very narrow passage…in front of my was a woman I did not know…in this teeny tiny tunnel, this woman decided to stop. It was beyond my control…I took my hand and shoved her rear end and firmly asked her to keep moving…once out, she shared with me that she had just done the same thing to a person in front of her…we got a good laugh out of the whole thing and both of us made a vow that this cave “tour” was our last : )

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Sometimes when we get down or stressed, something as simple as a quick happy memory can lift us up…one of my memories that is a fast way to make me smile is a memory of of when I was five years old.

I was visiting my grandmother and her brother, my great uncle Fred, his wife, my Aunt Eileen, my Aunt Nancy and my great-grandmother in western Pennsylvania. I’d woken up earlier than everyone else in the old farmhouse, gotten dressed and gone into the kitchen ~ I was looking in the refrigerator when my Uncle Fred came into the room.

“You won’t find anything exciting in there, I’m afraid,” he said.

I closed the refrigerator and then Uncle Fred picked me up and placed me on the kitchen counter. He leaned close to me, put one hand on either side of me and said, “If you could have anything in the whole wide world today, what would you want?”

Was he kidding? Anything? I thought and thought and thought. Finally, I said, “If I could have anything in the whole wide world today, I’d want hotdogs for breakfast.”

Uncle Fred lifted me off the counter, pulled his car keys out of his pocket and jingled them close to my face. “Hotdogs for breakfast it is. Let’s go.”

Off we went to a diner where I indulged upon my hotdog breakfast, me, believing this was the most amazing and unbelievable thing I’d ever done in my whole life…thank you Uncle Fred for the memory that I will always hold dear.

nannette rogers kennedy 2012

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