As I've mentioned before, my family and I enjoy excursions around lakes and on trails in the area. We have three runners in training (best time so far: one of my sisters ran a 5K in a little over 24 minutes). Those of us--including myself--who don't run, like to ride along on bicycles. Below you can find an assortment of photos from various trips.
The trees above are in Deer Park. For many years the city kept a herd of real reindeer in this park; the past couple years though, Santa has had to look elsewhere to replenish his herd.
Though the reindeer are gone now, as I walked through the park, a herd of common whitetail deer spirited through, right toward the highway. Before I could process my thoughts, Bam! A pickup had hit a big buck's hind leg. The poor thing crumbled, but managed to stumble off the road, where it soon regained strength and ran off with the rest. The pickup appeared no worse for the ordeal.
One morning on our way to a trail, we saw a firetruck, ambulance, and group of firemen by Pine Lake. At first we wondered if some disaster had occurred, but soon we discovered they were testing out the water and ice rescue gear they will use if anyone falls through the ice this year. Our local volunteer fire departments are awesome!
Fog is beautiful, unless you have to drive in it. I especially love cemeteries in the mist and fog...
Eldora city cemetery is one of my favorites--though seriously the thought of spending the rest of my life, erm... death, in a city does not sound attractive at all. I prefer country cemeteries. But my great great grandparents Charles and Mary Edith Cowell are buried here. My great grandma was their tenth child; they named her Eldora Leona Mae Finnis Cowell--Finnis meaning they were finished having children. Below are Charles and Mary Edith with seven of their children.
The story goes that one of the brothers married and moved to Minnesota. They had three or four children...and then his wife died. He remarried, but the new wife did not want his children. So, they loaded the children onto a train and sent them to Charles and Mary Edith in Eldora. Grandma Leona had to quit school to help raise them.
Charles was an engineer. He was converted/saved at a meeting at the Eldora Gospel Tabernacle in 1937, and was remembered in his obituary as a sincere Christian. Grandma Leona wrote of her mother Mary Edith,
My mother loved everyone, and treated everyone alike. She was forced to help raise several grandchildren when she was in her sixties. I quit school two months before I graduated from the 8th grade to help her care for these grandchildren. She thought nothing of doing huge washings on the washboard. She loved to raise a nice garden and piece quilts. I have so many fond memories of my mother, this book would not hold them all.
Family history is a favorite study of mine. There are many colorful stories, but Charles and Mary Edith Cowell, I think, are some of my best bets when it comes to meeting relatives in heaven someday.
Can you share a story from your family's history?