January 4, 2022 a thought for the day, When the wound is healed the pain is forgotten. Dutch Proverb

It’s been a quiet and mostly uneventful day. So it left time for catching up on odds and ends. The biggest of those was to finish taking down the Christmas decorations. Then, since Sue had an insurance agent coming this morning, I wanted to get some dishes out of the sink early and a few corners straightened up. 

The photo theme for yesterday was “breakfast”. I don’t eat what is probably considered the “traditional” breakfast, pancakes, sausage, eggs, toast, oats, cold cereal unless I happen to have the opportunity to go “out” for breakfast. I have something quick and easy. This was a cake left from some Omaha Steak boxes that was handy, quick and delicious. And I always have tea. 

I got the information I needed to finish the bulletin late yesterday in an email so I got that done and sent out earlier today. I may print tomorrow instead of the “traditional” Thursday since I need to take Sue for some tests on Thursday morning. Also it would leave Friday open for come what may. 

It’s cold outside, winter is beginning its journey. Hopefully it will be on the mild side as opposed to a lot of cold and snow. 

The word today is name.  A good character is the best tombstone. Those who loved you and were helped by you will remember you when forget-me-nots have withered. Carve your name on hearts, not on marble. Charles Spurgeon. Bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; Each to his passion; what's in a name? Helen Hunt Jackson. What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. William Shakespeare.  Love is simply the name for the desire and the pursuit of the whole. Aristophanes. How vain, without the merit, is the name. Homer. I love the name of honor, more than I fear death. Julius Caesar. Do I live as carelessly and worldly as unbelievers while professing to be a follower of Jesus? If so, I am exposing Christianity to ridicule and leading people to speak evil of the holy name by which I am called. Charles Spurgeon. No one should fear to undertake any task in the name of our Saviour, if it is just and if the intention is purely for His holy service. Christopher Columbus. There is another old poet whose name I do not now remember who said, 'Truth is the daughter of Time.' Abraham Lincoln.  America is another name for opportunity. Ralph Waldo Emerson. Names and attributes must be accommodated to the essence of things, and not the essence to the names, since things come first  and names afterwards, Galileo Galilei.  

Today’s theme is “blue”. The sky is always a good image for that title. I needed the tree to be a kind of frame. 

Here is a story about another suburb of Columbus, Grove City. In the early 19th century there was an area just next door to Columbus that was “wilderness filled with oak, beech, maple, walnut, dogwood and other trees”. One of the group of people called pioneers developed the beginnings of the small city. Of course in the wilderness there were no roads or bridges even into 1803 when Ohio became a state. The man who was the first settler in Grove City came from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania where he operated a gristmill in the 18th century. He was in the habit of transporting his “excess goods” down the Ohio and Mississippi Rivers. After the good were sold he would walk back home. He was pleased with the Scioto Valley when he passed though on his way home so bought some land in 1803 and moved there with his wife. That land was what would become Grove City. He died soon after the move. Another visitor to the area bought 15.25 acres of that land with plans on farming it. Later he bought 300 more acres. He intended on farming that area to but plans changed when the Harrisburg Turnpike came through. With that change in plans he visualized a new village where there would be a school, church, blacksmith and a carpenter. He worked with some others to make a map showing the designs for the plans. In December 1853 there were fifty people living in the new village which had been named for the “groves of trees left standing”. The original designer lived next to where he set up a combination office/general store on what is the corner of Broadway and Columbus Streets. During the next ten years a post office, brick yard and saw mill went up. In 1864 the Woodland Hotel was built to be a home and overnight rest stop for travelers.  In the 1870 to 1900-period of time the “frontier was disappearing”. Two story brick and frame structures were built. During this same period the first train ran through the area. Gradually the village grew to 142 people with more town businesses opening. When the rail service grew the track ran along side the Harrisburg Turnpike brining commuters to and from the area. Later an “inter urban electric train” was formed for took people to Columbus with a more frequent basis than the train. This system led to growth to the area until 1929 when the “electric train” was replaced by automobiles. Beulah Park, the first “thoroughbred race track in Ohio” was developed in 1923. Around the same time people enjoyed the races and also movies at the “Kingdom Theatre and to dance at the Grant’s Auditorium”. By 1930 Grove City had grown to 1,550 residents. All kinds of business sprang up. After World War II there was a housing growth. Now Grove City has many businesses in what “used to be farm fields”.

I think it is going to be spam and left overs for dinner. 

Joy

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