The Reading of the Scat bus schedule at the Amish Church. I hope they take advantage of the bus runs to and from Siesta Beach.
Saturday, March 8, 2014
As far as I know there is still one public pay phone in Pinecraft. There used to be two 12-14 years ago. But when the cell phone came in the pay phone at the Post Office went and this one at the Laundromat is still in operation, although I seldom see it used. This couple is from Milverton Ontario and their phone may not be international or maybe they don't have cell phones. They are making calls with a calling card.
Friday, March 7, 2014
These two are first cousins. They are both Troyers, but they are not cousins because they share the same last name. They are cousins because their mothers are sisters. Brandon on the left is my nephew Merlin and Dorothy's son. Kyle is the son of Alvin & Arlene Troyer. Many years ago I was Alvin's teacher for his first two years in school. Alvin was one cute little curly headed boy.
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Tonight was a Hay Stack Benefit Supper at the Park. The crowd is huge in spite of the weather. Every now and then it sprinkles a bit, just to make the long line of people uneasy. People are waiting in line almost to the woods. Actually the end of the line would be in the woods if they would stand in a straight line. I am glad this was a good night. At least the food line was good.
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
I love what this pic represents to me.
#1 Pinecraft is the Meeting Place - Former acquaintances meet. Edna Hershberger Mast and Myron Hershberger lived within a couple of miles in their childhood years. Edna stayed in Holmes County, whereas Myron moved elsewhere. Today they met in Pinecraft, many years later.
#2 We meet and get to know other people regardless of age. My Sister and I wanted to know who this young boy is. He told us his name and the names of his parents. He had no idea what his grandparents' names are, nor does he know where he lives, except in Ohio.
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
This is the perfect demonstration on "How to Block Traffic". So here we sit on the corner of Fry Street. No vehicle can turn left because they can't squeeze between the two. They can't turn right because I sit on the corner, not knowing when this very important visit will come to an end and the vehicle starts up absentmindedly and runs over me...