THE STARS OF WASHINGTON
 
November 29th, 2006
 
 Your morning thought for the day:
At Christmas I no more desire a rose
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth;
But like of each thing that in season grows.  -- William Shakespeare
 
 
 

 
 
MESSAGES FROM MY MAIL BOX
 
Cards would be nice ....
Connie
  Just received word that Neal Hendrex,  Escort and husband of Past Worthy Grand Matron Anne Hendrex, slipped and fell on the ice yesterday 11/21/06 and broke his leg.  Had to have surgery to have a pin installed.  Cards and letters can be sent to
Neal Hendrex
P.O. Box 1089
Omak, WA. 98841
** Vern Herrst, Methow Valley Chapter
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Honor Night Postponed ...
Dear Sisters & Brothers:
    The Honor Night for Valgene Orlando, Grand Representative of Puerto Rico in Washington has been postponed  to May 31, 2007.  Please change your
calendars to that date.  It has been requested that there be no snow, just sunshine and clear roads...   All details, time & place are the same, just a lot warmer.  Please remember to RSVP to Sister Janet Rowe, Laurel Chapter at 425-226-6429.
    Thank you and Star Love,
** Valgene Orlando, Laurel Chapter #47, Black Diamond, Wa
P.S. please forward this e-mail to anyone who might be interested... Thx
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Sadness ...
    Maxine Heckard, Former Grand Representative of New Jersey 1978-80, died November 22nd.  There will be no services other than an OES Chapter Memorial at Faith Chapter.  Cards can be sent to her family in care of her son: Richard Heckard, 6029 Tolmie Dr NE, Olympia 98516-3166.
** WWGR
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Pierce County PM & PP Assn. 
    Hi Connie, if you put out a "Stars update" in the near future, would you include a reminder for the Pierce County Past Matrons/ Past Patrons Association Christmas Luncheon. We will be honoring the WGM and WGP and Grand Officers of Pierce County on December 13, 2006 at 12 noon. The place to be is the Tacoma Elks Club. Reservations must be in by December 6, 2006 to Margie Bunge, 6624 46th Ct. W, University Place, WA 98466. The price is $14.50 and indicate choice of salmon, beef, or hot chicken ceasar salad. Thanks and hope to see you there.
** Irene Jacobs, Chairman
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Alpha Chapter News
Hi Connie, please put this reminder in your next STARS:
    Alpha Chapter has changed their meeting time during the winter months, November - February, to be 12:00 noon, with a lunch served.  The meeting time goes back to 7:00 p.m. at the March meeting. It's still the first Tuesday of each month.
    Thanks,
** Jeanine Baunsgard WM Alpha
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Pilgrim Chapter News ...
    Our Dec 7th meeting, has been changed. No potluck dinner. Instead refreshments will be provided by our Associate Matron, Shari Jordan.  Program presented by the Worthy Patron, Tom Brooks.
** Pat Foster, Worthy Matron, Pilgrim Chapter, Sequim
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Something to share ...
Hi Connie
    I want to share this with your members.  This last Saturday night we were invited to a dinner  prepared by the Masons of Belfair Lodge. Four years ago, Lee Ison, was WM and started these dinners to honor the Fireman, Sheriff  dept and State Patrol.  In attendance we had the Fire chief and eight fireman of which two were women.  We had the Sheriff and under Sheriff and four deputies which was a total of 15.  The dinner was absolutely wonderful.  After dinner we went into the chapter room and had a short meeting where each honories were introduced and each group presented a monetary gift.  We were honored to hear from the Fire Chief as well as the Sheriff.  We left the lodge that night with a feeling of community involvement and that we all want the same thing .
** Gloria Schwartz
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Masonic News from Kentucky ...
Hi Connie,
    Hope you are doing well.  Thank you for continuing to send me your newsletter.  I like reading about goings on in other parts of the country.
    I wanted to let you know that the Grand Lodge of KY F&AM has is now publishing the Masonic Home Journal on the web.  It is "the oldest continuously published Masonic newspaper in the United States".  They stated at Grand Lodge that there would be a significant saving to the Grand Lodge if they could get 15,000 KY Masons to sign up to receive the journal via the web.
    You can find the December issue at http://grandlodgeofkentucky.org/publications/MHJ-PDF/MHJ%20Dec%202006_Web%20Ready.pdf
    There is an photo from Pewee Valley Lodge #829 on page three.  Pewee Valley is my home lodge.
    Heard ya'll were having snow storms up your way.  Hope you didnt' get so much that you can't travel.
** David White, Secretary, Middletown Chapter #319 OES, Middletown, KY, Grand Chapter of KY OES  GGC
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A Quote from Jay Nordinger's Column!
    This is something to think about --- for sure ...
** Captain Ted Fessel , Chief of Staff , Office of the Chief of Navy Reserve

 
"War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is worth war is much worse. The person who has nothing for which he is willing to fight, nothing which is more important than his own personal safety, is a miserable creature, and has no chance of being free unless made or kept so by the exertions of better men than himself.
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Fund Raising Ideas ...
    Option 1: Just a suggestion that seems to work out well; People can bring their own rubber duckies and have a rubber ducky race similar to Pooh sticks. Drop them in a river and use nets to catch them further downstream, with the fastest ducky winning a prize. 
    Option 2: old fashioned box luncheon. Each single lady makes a lunch
box and the fellows bid on them. If you win the box, you win a lunch with the lady. Advertise it as a mixer for singles; there's a lot of them out there and it's a nice opportunity for them to meet and hence should be well attended. 
    Option 3: A cook-off. Find out what is the popular pride dish of your area (chili, cakes, brownies, soups, etc) that sells well at local church fairs and have a cook-off. Then auction off the winning dishes. 
** Catherine Tomlinson, Orient Chapter #20, Exeter, NH, OES GGC ... In the currently icy St Helens, Oregon
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This IS Fun!!!
    This is really cute.  Just move your curser and pull out a sock. OK!  Here it is!!   The ultimate computer waste of time! 
    Folding socks in real life should be so much fun!  Try it! (hint you can pull them out one at a time and leave them hanging in the air till you find the  mate!!!)
    If the socks match, they will go together.  Drag the socks out of the bundle and match them and watch what happens!!!.
Click here:   http://www.tomslighthouse.net/special/Socks.swf
** Shared by Helen McCormick (or maybe Bill???)
 

 


 

CHRISTMAS TREES
 
Tip from Better Homes & Gardens ... I’m a big fan of the stately Fraser Fir – a tree variety with lovely green color and sturdy branches that keeps a tight grip on most of its needles for at least a month. Once the tree is home, I spray it with Wilt-Pruf to reduce moisture loss, and to keep it in good shape, I try to never let a cut tree dry out. This means checking the tree stand's water reservoir frequently, particularly during the first week. I set timers to remind me check the water every few hours the first day or two, and taper off to checking once or twice a day after a week or so. What’s your favorite type of Christmas tree?
    Happy tree hunting!
 
 

 
SANTA DIDN'T FORGET
by Christine Smith

      When I was in grade school my family lived next door to a large commercial bakery.
      My father worked there for a short time and each Christmas the employees enjoyed an elaborate party sponsored by the bakery owners.
      The food, entertainment, decorations and Santa were supplied. However, parents were instructed to bring a wrapped gift for each of their children in attendance to place under the Christmas tree in the front of the enormous cafeteria where the party was held.
      My family attended the party.  I can't remember how old I was, but I believed in Santa, along with my three sisters and brother. The five of us were so excited we were beside ourselves with expectations.  None of us had ever been to a party before.
      I remember there was a group of people singing Christmas Carols, a couple of speakers, and of course the main event -- Santa passing out the gifts for all the boys and girls that parents had placed under the tree!
      Our family was sitting near the center back of the cafeteria.   Our food had been greatly enjoyed and our trash discarded.  Now we waited in anticipation for our names to be called by Santa.
      Each time an elf handed Santa a present we held our breath in hopes our name would be next.  Child after child went forward to accept their gifts from Santa, skipping and scurrying back to their parents so the gift could be opened and revealed.  The sound of wrapping paper being ripped mingled with squeals of happiness as one by one the gifts began to dwindle.
      It soon became evident to my siblings and me that Santa may have forgotten us.  We harbored the secret thought that perhaps we weren't good enough to warrant a gift from Santa.  Still, there were a few gifts left.
      Hope filled my heart right up until the very last gift was left and claimed by a girl up front.
      My parents looked miserable and asked if we were ready to go home.  With heads hung low and spirits trampled, my brother and sisters and myself began to get into our coats and jackets.
      "Look everyone," I shouted.  "Santa's coming to our table!"
      Sure enough.  There stood Santa right beside our table and he held five orange net stockings.  Each one was filled with oranges, apples, walnuts and a tiny toy as well.
      Santa handed one to each of us as we were leaving and called out, "Merry Christmas Children!  Ho Ho Ho!"
      I remember feeling so special, Santa came to our table.  He hadn't forgotten us or decided we were too bad to deserve a gift!
      "Santa didn't forget us!" my brother shouted as he voiced my own thoughts.
      Years later, I found out that my parents didn't have enough money to place a gift under the tree for us and that the orange net stockings were passed out to every child in attendance.
      The only thing I remember thinking was that we got the best presents of any children in the room.  God bless the insight of that particular Santa and the person or persons who pointed out our lack of gifts.
      I like to think because of that occasion, my heart is a little more open and my eyes are a little more observant of the needs of those around me.  Merry Christmas!
 
 

 
OUR NATION'S GODLY HERITAGE
 
The Four Chaplains
    While our nation’s military history holds countless stories of heroism and sacrifice, within that history stands the story of the Four Chaplains, considered the greatest heroes of the Army Chaplaincy. 
    The backgrounds of these men were diverse, reflecting their constituency on the Dorchester, the transport ship on which they served.  Chaplain George Fox was a Methodist minister from Vermont; Chaplain Alex Goode, a rabbi from Pennsylvania; Chaplain Clark Poling from Michigan, a former pastor in the Christian Reformed Church; and Chaplain John Washington, a Roman Catholic priest from Newark, New Jersey.
    Having met at Harvard University during chaplaincy training, they came together on the troopship Dorchester during the cold winter of 1943, as it sailed to Great Britain transporting over 900 Army soldiers. 
    Though these chaplains differed greatly in their creeds and practices, they were bound together in their devotion to God and to their country.  As their lives converged in the cold Atlantic waters, they acted as one in dedication to the men they served. 
    On February 3, 1943 at the height of WWII, the Dorchester sailed in a convoy of three ships and three escorting Coast Guard cutters passed through "torpedo alley" 100 miles off Greenland’s frigid coastline.  A German submarine fired three torpedoes, one of which hit the midsection of the Dorchester. Ammonia and oil spread fast across the decks of the sinking ship.
    When the disaster struck, the four chaplains were among the first on deck, calming the men and handing out life jackets. As they ran to help, they offered their life jackets to waiting soldiers while offering words of hope and encouragement.
    Approximately 18 minutes after the initial impact of the torpedo, the Dorchester went down.  The chaplains were among the last to be seen by witnesses; they were standing arm-in-arm on the hull of the ship, each praying in his own way for the care of the men.
    Almost 700 American soldiers died in the incident, making it the third largest loss at sea of its kind for the United States during World War II. A Coast Guard cutter rescued 230 men from the frigid waters that night.  The chaplains were not among them.   
    Seen today as examples of the great honor of the Army Chaplaincy, the four chaplains were later honored by Congress and were feted for their great courage, selfless dedication and strong faith.  According to the First Sergeant on the ship, "They were always together, they carried their faith together."  They demonstrated throughout the voyage and in their last moments, interfaith compassion in their relationship with the men and with each other. In 1960 Congress created a special Congressional Medal of Valor, never to be repeated again, and gave it to the next of kin of the "Immortal Chaplains."
 

 
INVITATION
 
 
Grab your Passport and don't forget your Airline ticket or Boarding Pass!!
Take a trip with us as we honor
Dandy Diplomat Deputy Instructor
 
DORI (PARKER) HARDENBROOK
 
Departure:  Afton Chapter
Marysville Masonic Center, 5th & Columbia
Date:  December 13, 2006
Time:  7:30 PM
 
Special Invitation to:
Current and Past Deputy Instructors
Worthy Matrons & Worthy Patrons 2005-1006
and all Eastern Star Members
 

 
INVITATION
Tacoma Chapter #126
Cordially invites you to attend our annual
PLUM PUDDING
Wednesday, December 13th, 2006 at 7:30 PM
Royal A. Gove Masonic Hall
3736 South Sheridan, Tacoma, WA
 

 
INVITATION
 
Port Orchard Chapter #44
Invites you to attend a Paul Bunyan Christmas
honoring
 
ORTON KRUEGER
Grand Representative of Minnesota
December 14, 2006; 7:30 PM
 
Special Invitation to:
Heritage Grand Family
Night Owl Grand Family and Escorts
Present and Former Grand Representatives
Deputy Duck, DI and Drakes
All Past and Present Deputies
WM & WP of 85-86 & 97-98
Kitsap-Mason & Penn. OES Chapters
All OES members and Friends
 
A Beef Stew Dinner for donation, will be served at 6:00 PM, prior to the meeting.  Please RSVP to 360-871-1180 or 360-598-258 or email:  criskakrueg@donobi.net by December 7, 2006.  Donations will go to the WGM & WGP projects.
 

 
A BORROWED CHRISTMAS
by Kathy Pippig Harris

      He first saw Mazy while on the job with the gas company.  He had driven past an auto body parts business and she was running inside a small enclosure she was fenced in.  There was no grass in the pen -- only dirt and a metal feeding dish.  Every time a vehicle drove by, she'd run with it, smiling, tail wagging, until she hit the back fence.  She'd then bounce around and run to the other end.
      She seemed frantic to find a friend in the passing cars.  Her behavior haunted Terrence, so after he finished his call he drove by the business, hoping to speak with the owners about the dog. The office was closed for the lunch hour.
      When he got back to the office, he dialed the business and spoke with the receptionist.  He learned that the dog was kept there all the time and had been there for just under a year.  He told the receptionist that should the owner decide to get rid of the dog, he would love to be notified.
      Two weeks before Christmas Terrence got a phone call.
      The owners of the auto parts yard had sold the business.  They could no longer keep the Black Lab.  Did he still want her?
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      She came home as an early Christmas gift.  She had never been given a name.  Tammy named her Mazy.
      Tammy had hung a stocking on the mantelpiece for Mazy and come Christmas morn, Mazy quietly walked over to the stocking filled with doggie goodies, and gently pulled it off the hook.  She then padded over to Terrence and held the stocking out for him.
      Terrence thought Mazy wanted him to pull the little doo-dads out of the stocking so she could have them.  So, Terrence took the stocking and laid it on the floor, tipping out some of the contents, then sat back so he could watch Mazy enjoy her gifts.
      To his surprise, Mazy nosed the items that had rolled out, back into the stocking, then she gripped the stocking in her teeth and handed it back to Terrence.  Her gift to him.
      When Terrence glanced over at his wife they both chuckled while at the same time blinking back happy tears.  The true gift that Christmas had been the welcoming of Mazy into their family.
      Blessed with a loving, giving spirit, Mazy became a therapy dog, at the urging of Mazy's obedience trainer Doug -- a close family friend.  Doug volunteered with a group from the local SPCA and every Thursday they visited one of the convalescent hospitals.
      Mazy was a natural in the art of caring and brightening the spirits of the residents they visited.  She became very popular and had attracted the interest of the press.
      During the Christmas holidays, a year ago, a local television station did a special on therapy dogs and the benefits they bestow on patients in care facilities.  Mazy was the star of the show and had garnered an even greater following.
      Soon after, while Terrence was at work and Tammy was out on errands, someone broke the lock on the backyard gate.  When Tammy got home, Mazy was gone.
      All efforts to locate her were unsuccessful and the loss of their gentle fur girl was a wound that dug deep into their hearts.
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      Tammy nudged her husband.  "Come on into the family room.  I have two steaming mugs of chocolate and Irish Cream waiting for us in front of the fireplace.  You can build a fire and we will relax before the guests arrive later."
      Terrence followed his wife into the room.  From the stack of wood near the hearth he prepared the fireplace.  As he bent over he heard that familiar sound of nails and paws on wood.  He shook his head, just as a weight dropped on his shoulders and back.  Tammy gasped loudly and Terrence spun around.
      Mazy, covering his face with sloppy kisses and doggy-breathed pants.  Terrence threw his arms around his fur girl.
      It was a dream.  A dream, surely.
      He heard the rustling of paper at his ear and drew back.  There in Mazy's collar was a handwritten note.
      Terrence sat back on his heels, gazed into Mazy's warm brown eyes.  A cold draft filled the room.  The front door was ajar, the porch light on.  The sound of a car pulling out of their driveway.
      Tammy took the note and as she began to read, Terrence sank his hands into the warm ruff of Mazy's neck and hugged her long, and well.
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      "I have a feeling your Christmas just got merrier, and mine a little sadder.  Over six years ago my wife, Donna, found an ebony colored pup on our doorstep.  She doted on her and the pup became a member of our family.
      "As the pup grew, she'd often disappear for days at a time. Frantic at first, we would chase after her, search for her everywhere.  Each time we'd find her in the company of a human who, for various reasons, was in need of a friend.  She did this so often we started calling her Chasy.  One day she did not return.
      "Eighteen months ago Donna was diagnosed with advanced Alzheimers.
      "On Christmas Day last year your Black Lab scratched on our front door. She looked so much like our Chasy.  I started calling her by that name.  She and my wife were inseparable until her death three days ago.
      "After the funeral, Chasy took a small Christmas stocking off the mantel, came over and laid it in my lap.  She whimpered, then trotted to the front door and scratched at it to be let out.
      "I opened the door.  Chasy walked over to the hedges and began digging.  In a few moments she returned -- a dirty collar in her mouth.  She then made soft talking sounds and dropped the collar at my feet.
      "As I picked it up I noticed two grimy tags -- a license tag and an ID tag. Mazy... I couldn't believe it.  Her name so like our Chasy's.  I looked from the tag to the Black Lab before me.  Mazy's expression went from hopeful to wistful.
      "Mazy leaned into me, her weight against my legs like the embrace of an old friend.  She looked up at me and I knew her visit was over -- she wanted to go home.
      "I had cleaned her collar and the tags jingled brightly as I slipped it over her head.  I then bent down and sobbed into her shiny fur.
      "It was a quiet ride for the two of us, as I drove to your place.  When I reached over to open the door to let Mazy out, she nudged my wrist, licked my hand and sighed.
      "In my sadness and grief, I had forgotten this letter.  I pulled the note out of my shirt pocket to write the final words.  I finished and glanced at Mazy.  She extended her head, urging me to place the note in her collar as we had practiced.
      "Thank you, from a stranger who's been warmed by sunlight, wrapped in the shiniest black fur I have ever seen.  Welcome her well.  When you hug her, please hug her for me.  I couldn't do so to say good-bye for fear I'd not let her go."
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      "Do you still have her stocking?" Terrence asked his wife.
      "I sure do," her answer, tearful.  She then gave a faint smile as tears spilled from her eyes.
      Mazy wagged her tail, uttered a whine of understanding.  She turned to look back at the front door, still ajar, and sighed.
      Both of her humans were sniffling, talking in soft voices, and watching their fur girl.
      "Are you happy to be home, girl?"
      Mazy padded over to the front door, stepped up to it, then turned so that her rump brushed heavily against the wood, shutting the door.
      Mazy trotted over to her humans, stood between them and hung her head.  Terrence and Tammy gratefully bent over and embraced her. Mazy's long powerful tail began wagging fiercely and a smile graced her ebony face.
      Out front, parked across the street from the couple's home, a man thought fondly of his wife and of the blessing that had graced their lives the past year in the form of a shiny Black Lab.
      Before driving away for good, he lifted his head and gave thanks to God.
** Petwarmers
 
 
 

 
 
MASONIC NEWS ...
 
 
 
 
To:  Worshipful Masters, Wardens and Brethren
From:  MW Charles McQuery, Grand Master
Subject:  150th Annual Communication
   
    Listed below are the hotels that we have contacted in regards to lodging for the 150th Annual Communication. You are urged to make your Hotel reservations early because there is a big soccer tournament in Kennewick the weekend of the Annual Communication and those folks are already making their reservations. SO PLEASE MAKE YOUR RESERVATIONS NOW !
    As in the past, Wednesday Evening is the Grand Masters Banquet, Invitation only, and usually there is nothing for other Brothers to do. This year Kennewick Lodge is having a Bar-B-Que Wednesday evening at Columbia Park, on the river, for those not going to the banquet. Watch for news on that. Also there is a golf tournament at Canyon Lakes Golf Course on Wednesday, and followed by a Bar- B – Q.  Prizes and fellowship.
Fun things are happening.
      
150th  Annual Communication     JUNE 14, & 15th
 
Following is a list of hotels in the Kennewick/ Columbia Center Area For your convenience. Most have cutoff dates of May 15, or sooner. Please make your reservations early and identify your self as a Mason to receive these rates. All rates are  plus tax.
For information on those happenings call Norm Watts 509-763-3646
 
Hilton Garden Inn                   100 rooms         $ 89.00              509-735-4600
       ( Closest to the Convention Center )
Fairfield Inn                             45 rooms        $ 70.00              509-783-2164
Red Lion Hotel                        100 rooms         $ 89.95              509-783-0611
Comfort Inn                             30 rooms         $  70.00             509-783-8396
Quality Inn                              70  rooms        $  80.00             509-735-6100  
Super “8”                                 50  rooms        $ 68.88              509-736-6888
 
Don’t forget, make your reservations  EARLY!

 


 
 
LOWRY'S HINTS
 
 
HINT 1 :  Eliminating Party Smells (smoke, food or other odors):   Mist furniture (if scotch-guarded) with vinegar and water.   Leave a small bowl with cotton
balls soaked in vanilla to kill any smoke in a room.
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HINT 2:  Think of your lighting in advance and replace your regular-watt bulbs with softer pink or peach bulbs.  These are more flattering to your guests, and if everyone thinks that they look good, they'll have a good time.
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HINT 3:  Buying in bulk is a great way to save money and save on extra trips to the store. When there's extra trips, you always buy more than what you went for.  Great Bulk items are toilet paper, paper towels, Kleenex, laundry detergent etc.
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HINT 4:  Damp Mopping Hints:   Damp mopping is designed to remove superficial dust and dirt. Follow these tips for the correct way to accomplish this:   Use a cotton mop head for good absorption.   Never use a soaking wet mop head. Dip just the bottom three inches into a pail of clear cool (not warm or soapy) water and wring it as dry as possible.   Mop lightly using feathery strokes and change the water as necessary.  
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HINT 5:  Just clean what is dirty. If you see a smudge on the refrigerator just wipe away the smudge. Don't go wild and clean the entire refrigerator.  If you find you have a few minutes to spare go throughout the house and do some light dusting. 
 

 
RECIPES
 
Holiday Rolls 
    Elegant Christmas Dinner Rolls are easy to make with Rhodes shaped roll recipes. Shape & bake a variety to impress your holiday guests!

Cloverleaf Rolls
Rhodes Dinner Rolls, thawed but still cold
flour
soft butter or margarine squeeze
    With scissors or knife, cut rolls in half. Place three halves in each sprayed muffin tin cup. If desired, roll balls in flour first. Squeeze butter or margarine in between roll halves, if desired. Cover with sprayed plastic wrap and let rise until double in size. Remove wrap and bake at 350°F for 15 to 20 minutes. Immediately place rolls on cooling rack.

Swirl Rolls
Rhodes Texas Rolls or Rhodes Dinner Rolls, thawed but still cold
flour
    Roll and stretch one Texas roll or two dinner rolls, combined, into a 12-inch rope. Roll in flour and form a coil. Place in sprayed muffin tin cup. Cover with sprayed plastic wrap, and let rise until double in size. Remove wrap and bake at 350°F for 15-20 minutes, or until golden brown. Immediately place on cooling rack.

Butterflake Rolls
Rhodes Texas Rolls or Rhodes Dinner Rolls, thawed but still cold
soft butter or margarine squeeze
flour
    Place one Texas roll or two dinner rolls, combined, in hand. With scissors, snip roll into 5 or 6 pieces, cutting nearly to the bottom. Squeeze butter or margarine into each slice and dust with flour, if desired. Place roll in sprayed muffin tin cup. Cover with sprayed plastic wrap, and let rise until double in size. Remove wrap and bake at 350°F for 15 to 20 minutes. Immediately place rolls on cooling rack.
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Cheese Pocketbooks

2 pounds Cheddar cheese, grated
1/2 pound Blue cheese
2 packages (8 ounces each) cream cheese
2 Tablespoons Worcestershire sauce
1/4 teaspoon Tabasco
1 clove garlic, crushed
Salt, Accent, red pepper, and paprika to taste
2 – 3 Tablespoons fresh lemon juice
1 – 2 Tablespoons mayonnaise
4 loaves extra-thin sliced bread
Butter

TO PREPARE:  Let cheese soften and then combine with all ingredients except bread and butter. Cut crusts from bread. Butter one side. Flip over and place a spoonful of cheese mixture in center of bread slice and fold the four corners to the center to form a pillow-shaped "pocketbook." These may need to be secured with a toothpick. Bake 12–15 minutes at 400 degrees. May be frozen and baked straight from the freezer. If so, add 5 – 10 minutes to baking time. Serve hot.
NOTE: Also nice to accompany a fruit plate or bowl of soup for a light meal. The cheese mixture alone may be used as a sandwich spread.
YIELDS: 96 pocketbooks, 2 quarts cheese spread.
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Thanksgiving Blessing Mix (For next year ...)
    Set a pretty holiday table, or share with friends with these small Thanksgiving favors. Easy to make and fun to eat!


2 cups Bugles brand corn snacks
2 cups small pretzels
1 cup candy corn
1 cup dried fruit bits or raisins
1 cup peanuts or sunflower seeds
1 cup M&Ms brand chocolate candy
16 Hershey's brand chocolate kisses

Directions: In a large bowl, gently mix all ingredients except Hershey's Kisses. Place 1/3 to 1/2 cup Blessing Mix in small cellophane treat bags. Add one Hershey's Kiss to each bag. Close bag with chenille stem or twist-tie.
    Print 4 copies of the Thanksgiving printable gift tag page, or hand-write tags with the following wording. Cut out tags, and attach one to each bag.
    Makes 16 Blessing Mix gift bags.
 
  • Bugles: Shaped like a cornucopia or Horn of Plenty, a symbol of our nation's abundance.
  • Pretzels: Arms folded in prayer, a freedom sought by those who founded our country.
  • Candy corn: The sacrifices of the Pilgrims' first winter. Food was so scarce that settlers survived on just a few kernels of corn a day.
  • Nuts or seeds: Promise of a future harvest, one we will reap only if seeds are planted and tended with diligence.
  • Dried fruits: Harvest gifts from our bountiful land.
  • M&Ms: Memories of those who came before us to lead us into a blessed future. Hershey's Kiss: The love of family and friends that sweetens our lives.
** Contributed by: Karen Tankersley, PGM of North Dakota
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Cooking Technique
Cooking vegetables to perfection using broth

Broth is the perfect seasoning for cooking vegetables, whether braising, roasting or serving with a sauce:
  • Simmer root vegetables such as potatoes, turnips, parsnips and rutabaga in enough broth to cover until very tender; mash, season to taste with pepper and serve.
  • Sauté carrots and broccoli in a little olive oil and garlic just to coat; then add enough broth to cover bottom of skillet, bring to a boil, lower heat, cover and simmer just until tender.
  • Roast onions, squash wedges and beets uncovered on a shallow roasting pan; baste occasionally with broth until tender

 

HELOISE
  • Before You Clean Appliances:  Unplug it first — always — for safety's sake. Do not put an entire appliance or electrical components into water for washing — unless the manual or manufacturer indicates it's okay.

  • Can I Warm Baby Bottles in the Microwave? This is not a good idea because the bottles may feel cool to the touch on the outside but the milk on the inside might be scalding. Microwaving mother's milk may kill nutrients.

  • Fun Holiday Napkin Rings:  Use clean seasonal cookie cutters (Halloween, Thanksgiving Christmas) as napkin rings for festive dinner parties. Let each guest take home his or her cookie cutter as a party favor.

  • Making French-Fried Onion Rings:  Here's an easy and quick idea: Make the batter from a prepared pancake mix. Dip the onion rings into it and then deep fry.

 


 
JOKES ..
 
    A guy was down on Fisherman's Wharf in San Francisco when he saw a seafood restaurant and a sign on the Specials Board which read, "Big Lobster Tales, $5 each."
    Amazed at the great value, he said to the waitress, "$5 each for lobster tails . . . is that correct?" 
    "Yes", she said, "It's our special just for today." 
    "Well", he said, "they must be little lobster tails." 
    "No," she replied, "they're really big!" 
    "Are you sure they aren't green lobster tails - and a little bit tough?" 
    "No", she said, "they're really big, red lobster tails" 
    "Big red lobster tails, $5 each?", he said, amazed. 
    "They must be old lobster tails!" 
    "No, they're definitely today's." 
    "Today's big red lobster tails - $5 each?" he repeated, astounded. 
    "Yes", she insisted. 
    "Well, here's my five dollars," he said, "I'll take one." 
    She took the money and led him to a table where she invited him to sit down. She then sat down next to him, put her hand on his shoulder, leaned over close to him and said,  "Once upon a time there was a really big red lobster ..."
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    A husband and wife are getting ready for bed. The wife is standing in front of a full-length mirror taking a hard look at herself. 
    "You know, dear," she says, "I look in the mirror, and I see an old woman. My face is all wrinkled, my hair is grey, my shoulders are hunched over, I've got fat legs, and my arms are all flabby." She turns to her husband and says, "Tell me something positive to make me feel better about myself." 
    He studies hard for a moment thinking about it and then says in a soft, thoughtful voice, "Well, there's nothing wrong with your eyesight." 
    Services for the husband will be held Saturday morning at 10:30 at St. Anselm's Memorial Chapel.
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    As a traffic safety consultant, I often gave talks to organizations on accident prevention. One night after I spoke to a PTA group, the program chairperson thanked me profusely and gave me a check for fifty dollars.
    "Giving these presentations is part of my job," I said. "Could I donate the money to one of your causes?" 
    "That would be wonderful," she gushed. "We have just the program that could use it. We're trying to raise money so we can afford better speakers."
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    A minister was called away unexpectedly by the illness of a close family member. He entrusted his new assistant with filling the pulpit. The Pastor's wife stayed home. When he returned, the minister asked his wife what she thought of the young man's sermon.
    "The poorest I've ever heard," she said. "There was nothing in it, nothing at all. It didn't even make sense. It was very unorganized. I was disappointed." 
    Later that day, the concerned minister met his assistant and asked him, "How'd the Sunday service and sermon go? Did all go well? How did you manage?" 
    "All went very well, sir, absolutely wonderful," he said. "I didn't have time to prepare a new sermon of my own on such short notice, so I got on your computer and pulled up one of your old sermon's from last year."

 

 
AND A WORD FROM YOURS TRULY ...
 
    My dad and I could never pass up a stray dog!  We would usually be going into town for something or other ... a cattle sale ... taking the cans full of cream to the local creamery ... buying groceries ... and there on the side of the road, would be a hungry dog!  We always said that if it was there when we were going back home, we would stop and get it.  Almost without exception, they would always be there for us!  And we would take them home, fatten them up, show them love ... sometimes it would work out fine!  Let's see ... there were Pedro, Blue, Bohonk, Shep, Prince (just to mention a few!)  They never once offered to bite us.  Reminds me of the saying by Mark Twain ... If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you.  That is the principal difference between a dog and a man. -- Mark Twain.  Must say, though, that my dad would also pick up hungry men ... who ended up working for us until their urge to be nomads took over once again!  I remember that my mom would have to do their laundry ... in a wringer washing machine!  Yikes!  How many of us would do that in this day and time ... of strangers along side of the road.  We might feed them, but I really doubt that we would find them a bed and do their laundry!  I truly believe that my mom was an angel! 
    The Christmas story (Santa Didn't Forget) reminded me of when we were stationed at Edwards AFB and our good friends and us would try and spend a least one night a week together.  And when Christmastime rolled around, we always got a bit nostalgic.  Obe was poor as a child ... and he would relate the story of how the nuns would come to their meager apartment every year with sacks of oranges and apples at Christmas.  It was the only gift the family ever received.  Of course, JoAnn and I would end up crying ... I cannot say that I never got a gift of some sort for Christmas ... I remember asking for something (probably frivolous) one Christmas, and instead of my wish, I received an automatic clock radio.  I found out later that my mom got a bit weary of climbing the stairs every night to turn off my radio after I had fallen asleep so thought the gift was quite appropriate.  I learned to love it!!!  It was ALMOST as nifty as my bicycle that I received for Christmas when we had snow up to our armpits.  Spring arrived though ... FINALLY! 
 
 

    Until next time ... Hearty Patriot Hugs and happy thoughts. 

** Connie 
P. S.   Why is it that we say we park in the driveway and drive on a parkway?
 

 
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Star hugs and God Bless America! 
Connie
 

 
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