ministry

Last week, we mentioned about some young-ish work campers who were here, one of them being Jennifer. Jennifer is a hair dresser. Now some of you may remember that I got a haircut that I wasn't too fond of a couple of months ago. She trimmed it so that it'll grow back better AND so that I can see better, and I really appreciated that! She spent a good chunk of one afternoon between her work camp assignment and dinner giving trims to several of the ladies. Obviously, she's someone who's happy to share her talents.

There was one woman in particular, though, whom Jennifer helped to recover from a particularly bad haircut that she had received the week before. You should have seen this woman when Jennifer finished with her--she was BEAMING. She was so happy to have her hair fixed that it totally made her week.

Later, Jennifer's boyfriend Stuart said that she had her own ministry. I completely agree with him. Jennifer has the ability to help people look their best, which makes them feel good about themselves and give them confidence. This is an amazing gift! I hadn't thought to put hair dressers on the top of the list of people who minister to others, but now I've changed my mind. I have to be more careful to watch how people in all kinds of professions minister to the people around them.

And Stuart, Jennifer, and Seth--if you're reading this, thanks so much for hanging out with us. We really enjoyed your company.

dirt poor

Last weekend we went to take a look at a cemetery that is near the "lower farm" of Henderson Settlement. I was taken aback at what I found there. It was a small family cemetery and there were maybe a hundred headstones, half of which were like the ones above. I only saw one with the full name written out on it, there were some with initials and many more with no markings or markings that had been worn off. Poverty had followed these people to death.

one-month anniversary!

Tomorrow is my sister and her husband's one-month wedding anniversary. In honor of that, I've finished putting pictures from their wedding on our picture website. (Yes, it has taken me an entire month to do it. I have ADD, ok?)

You can see the pictures by clicking here, but here's a preview:

photos

Because a few of you have been not-so-subtly hinting that you'd like to see pictures, here are a few:

the bulls

cows (this one's mad 'cause her calf was weaned)

lots of mums!

Eric feeding the pigs

the library

children's room in the library

warning: bad jokes

I have settled into a routine, Monday mornings I help to get work groups set up with their tools and supplies. I will continue to do this until the work camp season slows down at the end of the month. The rest of the week first thing in the morning I usually go to feed grain to the calves and bulls and make sure they have water. After that I have been doing whatever has been needed, water mums, build fence, clear brush, split wood, etc. I am gaining blisters and a farmers tan. Starting this Friday I will begin looking for grants in search of at least one to write for. It will be nice to put some of my social work education to use.

This week I have worked with Ray, he is a local volunteer and we have built some fence and split a lot of wood. Ray has quit smoking, but when he says that he quit I assume he means cigarettes because he still smokes grape flavored swisher sweets, If I have to be a second hand smoker that is my smoke of choice. Ray is funny and has a heavy accent, sometimes hard to understand. He is inventive, he has build his own car from scratch, which he calls his "buggy". I will share two jokes he told me, I don't think I understand them but they are still funny(I give warning that the first one is a bit crude).

Q: What do you get when you cross an ass and an onion?
A: An ass that will make you cry!

Q: What do you call a farmer with a sheep under each arm?
A: A playboy!

And a News Update: Seth kept all the eggs down.

night life in Frakes

Today has been an interesting day.

Last week was pretty boring in the library--the kids were on fall break, so much of the staff in the Outreach Department was on vacation, so I was just doing some work with donations--dispersing and adding books to the collection. I was beginning to think that I was working out a system to start to get ahead and clean things up.

Boy, was I wrong.

This morning we unloaded a moving truck full of stuff. And when I say, "full of stuff," I mean that there were upwards of 500 boxes and bags full of things like clothes, VBS material, toys, blankets, Christmas gifts, baby items, fishing poles......and books. When all the boxes of books were unloaded, they filled an area in the hallway roughly four feet high, twelve feet long, and six feet deep. Needless to say, I was overwhelmed. About half of those books were gradeschool textbooks, and we are able to do NOTHING with them. Thanks to Better World Books, however, I'm hoping that they will end up serving some good! The rest I will have to deal with, though--leaving me right back where I started when I arrived. Oh, well--as one of the work campers put it today, it's good job security!

This week at work camp there are *gasp* a few young people! There are three people (Stewart, Jennifer, and Seth) that we kind of clicked with, and we hung out with them for a while tonight. Because Brenda is on vacation this week, we were without our Tuesday night homemade ice cream, so we decided to walk to the local gas station/convenient mart/pizza place to get a snack. As we were checking out, Seth noticed a jar of pickled eggs on the counter. "I love pickled eggs!" he said, and right away the guy behind the counter (Terry) said, "Then I have a deal for you."

Apparently, Terry's been issuing the Pickled Egg Challenge to work campers for two years, and nobody had taken him up on it. He bet that Seth couldn't eat more pickled eggs than he could, and right away Seth said that he'd try it. There were sixteen eggs in the jar. We couldn't believe it--keep in mind that Seth had just eaten an ice cream cone and had eaten meatloaf and green beans for supper. But he did it! Terry and Seth each downed eight pickled eggs--an amazing scene to watch. Terry offered to continue the contest by drinking the brine left in the jar, or by opening up a new gallon-sized jar of pickled eggs, but ultimately it was declared a tie.

We have found the best entertainment in Frakes.

Oh, and we'll make sure to report on whether or not Seth makes it through the night tonight without puking.

the long and winding road...

We decided that the best way to help you to understand the roads in this part of the country was to take a video of what it looks like to drive the roads.

A few things to keep in mind while watching this:

• This road is the quickest route between Frakes and Middlesboro (a town akin to Tunkhannock--maybe a little bigger--or Cortland--minus the university), and EVERYONE uses it.


• There are memorials on trees alongside the road.


• The scenery and the views are beautiful on this stretch of road, and it can be distracting.


• On one side of the road (where we were driving), you're up against the mountainside. On the other side, you're right next to a steep drop-off.


• There are no guard rails at any point on this road.


• This road is in good shape, and it's wider than many roads around here.

The song you're hearing the back ground is "Henry Lee" by Dick Justice. I apologize for the poor quality of the video--if I can figure out how to make it better, I'll fix it.