Albert serviced my bike this afternoon. The one wheel had a loud click-clack and I could be heard coming from a distance. Also my brakes squealed to a loud stop whenever I braked. A little bit of grease cured that.
The baby squirrels are fending for themselves, so the population has boomed at the park. I have noticed squirrels are territorial and have a pecking order.
Today I saw this building again. It is not that I don't see it every time I bike to the park but I took a second look and saw again these two sets of double doors. Was this a garage and if so how did the vehicles get in? Or was it living quarters at one time?
Elvie Frey is getting a garage on the backside of the house.
Maybe our cloudy days are coming to an end. I don't know but we had a beautiful sunset. These were the clouds in the west while the east was having a double rainbow, at least my street had a double rainbow.
The sunset between Eli Smucker and Dave Beachy's rental on Kaufman Street.
The backside of what was formerly the winter home of Jake and Peggy Freed. I played quite a few marble games in this home along with Elias and Don Wagler's in-laws from Hartville. I can't remember their names.
Today we had showers of rain. some came with thunder and full force of rain, while other showers just came and went. But as soon as it quit raining many of us took to the streets, not knowing when the next rain will come.
I headed for the park. Most times there is no shuffleboard games on a rainy day, but Wayne in his kindness took the mop and cleaned up one board for these two men. The one of them, maybe both had never shuffled before and since the one is going north tomorrow he wanted to learn how to play and what the rules are.
Laundry on the line. sooner or later it will dry. It didn't start raining until early afternoon so I am guessing laundry was hung out this morning.
A light shinning out a window is always a cozy feeling.
This fine looking rabbit with the white collar got excommunicated from the Hostetler Trailer Park because of disorderly conduct. And so he was driven out by the owner. He went to live with his wild cousins. I don't know how much influence these wild ones have on him, but what other option does he have? The humans think he might be sleeping in the culvert.
There was hardly anybody on the streets tonight, and so I biked some of the dead end streets. This one is taken in the park. It reminds me of a sorghum plant. Maybe there were seeds dropped from a bird feeder.
Olan passed away of cancer the beginning of May 2017. Tonight there was a Memorial Service at the Pinecraft park in memory of Olan. I never knew how many friends he had and how deeply they cared for him.
Tonight about 25 people or so attended the Memorial Services. In the back are Leroy Slabaugh, Paul and Duane, plus Ken & Luella out of sight. Wayne, alice and Dan furnished food.
Dan Byler took the lead and whoever wanted to share did so. Anna Mary is sharing. Chet her husband stayed with Olan, caring for him at the park when Olan was too sick and weak to go home.
Dan deeply cared for him and Olan appreicated Dan's... Well, these kind of friendships bless both ways.
Olan will never know who many people he touched in his honest, humble way.
Noah Raber shares.
Ruth Weisberg, Dave Stauffer, Ron, Katie Beiler and her daughter Barbara with husband & Anna Mary. Back side is Greg, Diane and Elmer Nolt.
Carl & Gert McClure, Louis, Jean Bender and a few more.
I have never before been to an informal Memorial service or funeral. Maybe there is no such thing as an informal funeral.