<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340</id><updated>2012-02-11T09:58:44.026-06:00</updated><category term='Christmas 1952'/><category term='fruit'/><category term='introduction'/><category term='ministry'/><category term='A Christian&apos;s growth hormone'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='weight loss'/><category term='Family'/><category term='positive attitude'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Apostle Paul'/><category term='Thanking God'/><category term='reunion'/><category term='song'/><category term='personal devotions'/><category term='Generations 2'/><category term='Focus'/><category term='South America'/><category term='Delicious'/><category term='foward'/><category term='ggrandkids'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='Walt Seaton'/><category term='generations'/><category term='Flag'/><category term='Peace on you'/><category term='fitness'/><category term='questions'/><title type='text'>My Blog - by Marge Marshall</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm an Internet enthusiast enjoying my retirement.  My husband Howard and I spent the first years of our retirements volunteering in small churches in Alaska, but now we're at home.  I seem to surprise people when they learn I design websites ... apparently I'm not the usual retiree!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-4977932835784977424</id><published>2011-01-26T14:29:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T14:41:37.284-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walt Seaton'/><title type='text'>In memory of my dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/TUCFaui7KiI/AAAAAAAAANU/qWFToe-iGp8/s1600/MarthaSon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 210px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566595833647540770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/TUCFaui7KiI/AAAAAAAAANU/qWFToe-iGp8/s400/MarthaSon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My dad, Walter Hobart Seaton, was born 106 years ago, in 1905. He as the youngest of 6 children. Here he is with his mother, Martha Jane Caton Seaton. I think he was about six years old when the photo was made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He was born in Crane, Missouri.  My four siblings and I were blessed to have him for our father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dad passed away in 1982, and is buried beside my mom, Dorothy Elizabeth Vaughn Seaton, in the Lyons, Kansas, Municipal Cemetery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-4977932835784977424?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/4977932835784977424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=4977932835784977424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/4977932835784977424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/4977932835784977424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-memory-of-my-dad.html' title='In memory of my dad'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/TUCFaui7KiI/AAAAAAAAANU/qWFToe-iGp8/s72-c/MarthaSon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-3864510836139074935</id><published>2010-05-13T19:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T19:43:45.435-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flag'/><title type='text'>Flag of the United States of America</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S-ycPwruBAI/AAAAAAAAANA/-5UwHLxluNM/s1600/USflag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 89px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 69px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470919441928553474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S-ycPwruBAI/AAAAAAAAANA/-5UwHLxluNM/s320/USflag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. Remember me? Some people call me Old Glory, others call me the Star-Spangled Banner, but whatever they call me, I am your Flag, the flag of the United States of America. Something has been bothering me, so I thought I might talk it over with you—because it is about you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember some time ago, people would line up on both sides of the street to watch the parade, and naturally I was leading everyone, proudly waving in the breeze. When your daddy saw me coming, he immediately removed his hat and placed it against his left shoulder so that the hand was directly over his heart—remember? And you, I remember, were standing there, straight as a soldier. You didn't have a hat, but you were giving the right salute. Remember your little sister? Not to be outdone, she was saluting the same as you, with her right hand over her heart—remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened? I’m still the same old flag. Oh, I've added a few more stars since you were a boy, and a lot more blood has been shed since those parades of long ago. But now, somehow I don't feel as proud as I used to feel. When I come down your street, you just stand there with your hands in your pockets. You may give me a small glance, and then you look away. I see children running around you shouting, they don't seem to know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw one man take his hat off, then he looked around, and when he didn't see anybody else take off his hat, he quickly put his on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a sin to be patriotic today? Have you forgotten what I stand for, and where I have been? Anzio, Guadalcanal, Korea and Vietnam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the memorial honor rolls, and see the names of those patriotic Americans who gave their lives to keep this republic free. When you salute me, you are actually saluting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it won't be long until I’ll be coming down your street again. So when you see me, stand straight and place your hand over your heart, and I’ll know that you remembered. I’ll salute you by waving back!     &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-3864510836139074935?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/3864510836139074935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=3864510836139074935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/3864510836139074935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/3864510836139074935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2010/05/flag-of-united-states-of-america.html' title='Flag of the United States of America'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S-ycPwruBAI/AAAAAAAAANA/-5UwHLxluNM/s72-c/USflag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-7237520849961136843</id><published>2010-04-23T12:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T12:15:31.723-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Great-grandkids</title><content type='html'>Here we are with our daughter Janet and all 8 of our great-grandchildren.  They are a fun bunch of kids!  We always appreciate their parents for bringing them to visit us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S9HUHvrIBYI/AAAAAAAAAM4/m01UZPOXErU/s1600/GroupKCK_032710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463381052498642306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S9HUHvrIBYI/AAAAAAAAAM4/m01UZPOXErU/s320/GroupKCK_032710.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-7237520849961136843?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/7237520849961136843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=7237520849961136843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/7237520849961136843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/7237520849961136843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2010/04/great-grandkids.html' title='Great-grandkids'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S9HUHvrIBYI/AAAAAAAAAM4/m01UZPOXErU/s72-c/GroupKCK_032710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-2036780035264040776</id><published>2010-04-09T11:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T11:44:35.565-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apostle Paul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foward'/><title type='text'>Moving ahead</title><content type='html'>Just thinking that sometimes we get stuck with old ideas which really hold us back, when we need to trust the Lord to guide us into new ideas, processes and programs that will move us forward.  I think that's what the Apostle Paul meant in 2 Timothy 1:13b-14 "...But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus."  This can apply to each of us individually as well as to "us" as a group.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-2036780035264040776?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/2036780035264040776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=2036780035264040776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/2036780035264040776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/2036780035264040776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2010/04/moving-ahead.html' title='Moving ahead'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-7726440436760924240</id><published>2010-04-01T18:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T18:59:15.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Attributes of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Love is patient and kind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Love is not jealous, it does not brag, and it is not proud.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Love is not rude, is not selfish, and does not get upset with others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Love does not count up wrongs that have been done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Love takes no pleasure in evil but rejoices over the truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Love patiently accepts all things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;It always trusts, always hopes, and always endures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Love never ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;–Paul, in 1 Corinthians 13:4-8a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(New Century Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-7726440436760924240?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/7726440436760924240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=7726440436760924240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/7726440436760924240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/7726440436760924240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2010/04/attributes-of-love.html' title='Attributes of Love'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-3604989327421916962</id><published>2010-03-25T18:22:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:58:12.345-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fruit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><title type='text'>Thoughts on some New Testament scriptures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S6vwwWztb-I/AAAAAAAAALY/aDkOhe2gXeE/s1600/grapes.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 69px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 107px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452716487408971746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S6vwwWztb-I/AAAAAAAAALY/aDkOhe2gXeE/s320/grapes.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Faith expressing itself through love is what counts - not just obeying a set of rules. Our Heavenly Father provides His Holy Spirit to help us produce the fruits He wants us to have:  l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ove, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. &lt;/span&gt; This list of "fruits" tells us all about what Jesus is like, and the Spirit wants us to be like Him.  (See Galatians 5:22,23.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;I like James 3:17, "...The wisdom that comes from heaven is first of all pure; then peace-loving, considerate, submissive, full of mercy and good fruit, impartial and sincere."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;Colossians 3:12-17 provides a practical "code of ethics" for Christian living - and I try to review it periodically as a guide for my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-3604989327421916962?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/3604989327421916962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=3604989327421916962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/3604989327421916962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/3604989327421916962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2010/03/thoughts-on-some-new-testament.html' title='Thoughts on some New Testament scriptures'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S6vwwWztb-I/AAAAAAAAALY/aDkOhe2gXeE/s72-c/grapes.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-4314005735145424044</id><published>2010-03-19T12:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T12:34:49.041-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why?&lt;/strong&gt; We ask that about things we want to know more about. But we also ask it as a form of protest. We really mean we are angry that something is happening - or not happening. In these situations, we probably don’t want a reasonable explanation. We want it to happen &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; way, or &lt;em&gt;stop happening&lt;/em&gt; and return to the way it was - in other words, just be the way we think it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Genesis 37, we aren’t told what Joseph was thinking when his brothers sold him as a slave, but we can guess he was thinking just about the way we would have. But God was in his whole situation. As Paul wrote under the anointing of the Holy Spirit, in Romans 8:28, "All things work together for good...." Young Joseph undoubtedly reproached himself for the things he’d said that angered his brothers, but it was blame he did not need to accept, for God had a wonderful purpose in mind for His people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Heavenly Father, please help us to learn to look for Your purpose instead of grumbling "Why?" and/or taking blame on ourselves when things don’t go the way we think they ought to. Please help us seek Your plan, Father, and abandon our own agendas. In Jesus’ name we pray. Amen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-4314005735145424044?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/4314005735145424044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=4314005735145424044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/4314005735145424044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/4314005735145424044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2010/03/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-1754667930265986002</id><published>2010-03-19T10:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T12:37:34.902-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Christian&apos;s growth hormone'/><title type='text'>Patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patience is the Christian's growth hormone. It's not something you can purchase; it's home-grown! Requires lots of opportunities to practice, which is where the trials and tribulations come in. "Practice makes perfect" as the old saying goes. See Romans 5:1-5 KJV.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-1754667930265986002?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/1754667930265986002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=1754667930265986002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/1754667930265986002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/1754667930265986002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2010/03/patience.html' title='Patience'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-5797573726155956856</id><published>2010-03-04T10:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T10:13:22.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Landen is now 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_aPt5NPEI/AAAAAAAAALI/dXlGqArxp8g/s1600-h/November+2009_012_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444810438066650178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_aPt5NPEI/AAAAAAAAALI/dXlGqArxp8g/s320/November+2009_012_01.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our youngest great-grandchild is now 4 years old.  Landen is Jami's son.  We celebrated his birthday at a McDonald's fun space in Olathe KS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gift that really got his attention was a battery-operated computer-like learning game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landen has a  12-year-old sister, Jacey, and a 9-year-old brother, Hunter.  They all enjoyed one of his gifts, the fake glasses and Groucho Marx mustache.  Also at the party were cousins Jaden (10) and Jaxen (9)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-5797573726155956856?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/5797573726155956856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=5797573726155956856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/5797573726155956856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/5797573726155956856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2010/03/landen-is-now-4.html' title='Landen is now 4'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_aPt5NPEI/AAAAAAAAALI/dXlGqArxp8g/s72-c/November+2009_012_01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-8138428107200277399</id><published>2009-05-10T21:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:08:31.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Southern Southeast Alaska</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/SgeWdtEyEJI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Ihsv3xh2Ij0/s1600-h/FloatPlane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/SgeWdtEyEJI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Ihsv3xh2Ij0/s320/FloatPlane.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334397720703668370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I lived on Prince of Wales Island for five years and we have lots of pictures!  So I'm sharing some of them by building an album on &lt;a href="http://www.webshots.com/"&gt;www.webshots.com&lt;/a&gt;.  No cost to me and no cost to you to look at them; just sign up.  You might even want to put them in your screensaver. ;) You can find my album at &lt;br /&gt;http://outdoors.webshots.com/album/571956288fXvIKZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-8138428107200277399?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/8138428107200277399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=8138428107200277399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/8138428107200277399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/8138428107200277399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2009/05/southern-southeast-alaska.html' title='Southern Southeast Alaska'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/SgeWdtEyEJI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Ihsv3xh2Ij0/s72-c/FloatPlane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-7735558343129099184</id><published>2008-09-03T20:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:04:58.582-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>Texas wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our youngest grandchild is now a married woman. Halee Marshall married Marshall Holland in August - it was a lovely wedding. The bridal couple is shown below. Marshall is a student at Texas Tech University in Lubbock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quite a few relatives and friends gathered in David &amp;amp; Shannon's home - it was funny to see the number of laptops furnishing part of the entertainment... including mine! We gave David's network a good workout. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/SL89UYPNt8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/9J6NWGDj7OE/s1600-h/ReceptionTable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241975911595489218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/SL89UYPNt8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/9J6NWGDj7OE/s320/ReceptionTable.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-7735558343129099184?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/7735558343129099184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=7735558343129099184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/7735558343129099184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/7735558343129099184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2008/09/texas-wedding.html' title='Texas wedding'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/SL89UYPNt8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/9J6NWGDj7OE/s72-c/ReceptionTable.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-5543364878986886177</id><published>2008-07-29T10:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T19:28:32.029-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Tuned in</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/SI86zdp3iHI/AAAAAAAAAGI/RLnGnUL6F0A/s1600-h/PhilaOrchestra-SteveSherman_u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228462348208408690" border="0" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/SI86zdp3iHI/AAAAAAAAAGI/RLnGnUL6F0A/s320/PhilaOrchestra-SteveSherman_u.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am a fan of classical music and enjoy listening to it on radio, TV, tapes, CDs and my Ipod. Pictured above is the Philadelphia Orchestra from &lt;a href="http://www.gophila.com/"&gt;http://www.gophila.com/&lt;/a&gt;. At church this past Sunday we sang a worship chorus with "The earth is filled with His glory" in it and I thought to myself &lt;em&gt;there are many people who would doubt that statement. &lt;/em&gt;Then I remembered about 30 years ago when we got a pre-owned car which had an AM/FM radio in it. I had heard about FM broadcasting but had never been able to tune it in. I was driving somewhere one evening and decided to try it. Over the air came beautiful music, and I was delighted! Just think, this awesome music had been available for a long time but I had not been able to tune in and hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If we want to be fully aware that the earth is filled with God's glory, we've got to be tuned in to Him. When that happens our entire being is changed! 2 Corinthians 5:17 states, "Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he (or she) is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!" Howard likes to say that Jeremiah 33:3 is God's telephone number - " &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.' &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;" In John 3:16-17, Jesus declared &lt;/span&gt;"For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through Him." &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That's how you too can tune in to all of God's extravagant love and forgiveness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Marge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Scriptures from the New International Version of the Bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-5543364878986886177?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/5543364878986886177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=5543364878986886177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/5543364878986886177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/5543364878986886177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2008/07/tuned-in.html' title='Tuned in'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/SI86zdp3iHI/AAAAAAAAAGI/RLnGnUL6F0A/s72-c/PhilaOrchestra-SteveSherman_u.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-2463998131522030823</id><published>2008-06-22T11:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T11:33:23.411-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South America'/><title type='text'>Motorcycles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/SF58_vAAJDI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xcUMOuwHNrs/s1600-h/southernmost_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214742852931691570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/SF58_vAAJDI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xcUMOuwHNrs/s320/southernmost_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our friend, pharmacist Bill Altland, is a motorcycle enthusiast who lives on Prince of Wales Island in southeastern Alaska. He recently went on a 19,215 mile trip to Tierra del Fuego in South America.  He kept an excellent blog and you can read it by going to Whale Tail Pharmacy's website and following the links on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whaletailpharmacy.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.whaletailpharmacy.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-2463998131522030823?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/2463998131522030823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=2463998131522030823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/2463998131522030823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/2463998131522030823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2008/06/motorcycles.html' title='Motorcycles'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/SF58_vAAJDI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xcUMOuwHNrs/s72-c/southernmost_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-3757034329320861672</id><published>2008-06-02T14:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T15:05:36.206-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ministry'/><title type='text'>Alaska ministry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/SERSZ7xCf_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/dWEFX4URF9s/s1600-h/Openingpicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207377674640719858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/SERSZ7xCf_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/dWEFX4URF9s/s320/Openingpicture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks to PictureTrail.com, we've been able to put on the Internet a slideshow of Howard's ministry in far west Alaska. I think you'll enjoy it. The address is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/marshallministry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.picturetrail.com/marshallministry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-3757034329320861672?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/3757034329320861672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=3757034329320861672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/3757034329320861672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/3757034329320861672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2008/06/alaska-ministry.html' title='Alaska ministry'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/SERSZ7xCf_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/dWEFX4URF9s/s72-c/Openingpicture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-3003400066030984379</id><published>2008-02-25T10:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T10:52:11.770-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal devotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive attitude'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/R8Lx4NxeWBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/kppOEjqxFOI/s1600-h/MountainMeadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170961270246889490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/R8Lx4NxeWBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/kppOEjqxFOI/s320/MountainMeadow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Meadows in the Mountains" is a daily devotional program into which the Lord has led me. Its focus is: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;More of Jesus, less of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I gained inspiration from Joan Cavanaugh’s book by that name.  She writes, “The uphill road we travel is especially discouraging and tiring to the overweight — unless you catch a ride in a powerful car. The word of God is that power. Finding what we need and using it to overcome our very real problem is what this book is about. God helped me to find the special vehicle that helped me to the top, and He told me to share it with you. So hop in! Welcome to an adventure in overcoming!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The details are on-line at &lt;a href="http://www.spaciousskies.us/Meadows.html"&gt;www.spaciousskies.us/Meadows.html&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-3003400066030984379?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/3003400066030984379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=3003400066030984379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/3003400066030984379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/3003400066030984379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2008/02/meadows-in-mountains-is-daily.html' title=''/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/R8Lx4NxeWBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/kppOEjqxFOI/s72-c/MountainMeadow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-2971557699010435192</id><published>2008-01-07T16:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T16:27:06.265-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Focus'/><title type='text'>Focus on Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This year I'm concentrating on Matthew 6:34 in &lt;em&gt;The Message&lt;/em&gt; version of the scriptures.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(See &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;http://www.biblegateway.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don't get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;em&gt;-Jesus Christ&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I so often find myself getting stressed out over things beyond my control and "awfulize" - sort of expecting the worst to happen.  And of course it's a waste of my time and effort.  So if I concentrate on what Jesus said, I'll feel better automatically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-2971557699010435192?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/2971557699010435192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=2971557699010435192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/2971557699010435192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/2971557699010435192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2008/01/focus-on-today.html' title='Focus on Today'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-354038008995039285</id><published>2007-12-14T11:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T13:07:22.435-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 1952'/><title type='text'>Christmas 1952</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/R2K-gJ44PTI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Mvh8J7APim4/s1600-h/Howard1950a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143883184030104882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/R2K-gJ44PTI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Mvh8J7APim4/s320/Howard1950a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Howard &amp;amp; I didn't spend our first Christmas together. I was in Lyons, Kansas and he was stationed aboard the USS Piedmont, AD-17. Here's an excerpt from the autobiography he's writing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1952 - One of the more enjoyable responsibilities of my job as chaplain’s assistant was at Christmas time aboard the Piedmont, when we had a Christmas party for Japanese American orphans. We had 85 of the children, boys and girls. Our ship had appointed a "committee" to buy toys for these 85 children as well as new clothing for each. They had the sizes for the boys and girls and made purchases and brought them back to the ship. So, for a number of weeks before the party, it was my job to gift-wrap these toys and I believe the clothing marked for the age of the child and for either a boy or a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our chow hall was converted to a large party area with a Christmas tree and all the gifts under it. But... before the Christmas dinner, each child was taken to the "head" for a shower and their new clothes, then came dinner for everyone, followed by Santa Claus coming to present the gifts. It was an afternoon that was well spent and the children went back to the orphanage fed, newly dressed and happy with their new toys. I need to tell you about the 6 year old boy I had for the day. His name was Joey Chan and by the time we parted, I was ready to adopt him. He and I got along quite well. I ignited an almost-fire when I wrote home telling them I would like to adopt him! Marge and I had only been married 6 months and it just was not meant to be. There has never been a Christmas like that one in Sasebo Harbor, Sasebo, Japan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-354038008995039285?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/354038008995039285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=354038008995039285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/354038008995039285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/354038008995039285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-1952.html' title='Christmas 1952'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/R2K-gJ44PTI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Mvh8J7APim4/s72-c/Howard1950a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-476995464723306232</id><published>2007-11-20T11:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T12:11:17.630-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanking God'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now thank we all our God, with heart and hands and voices, Who wondrous things has done, in Whom this world rejoices; Who from our mothers’ arms has blessed us on our way With countless gifts of love, and still is ours today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O may this bounteous God through all our life be near us, With ever joyful hearts and blessèd peace to cheer us; And keep us in His grace, and guide us when perplexed; And free us from all ills, in this world and the next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All praise and thanks to God the Father now be given; The Son and Him Who reigns with Them in highest Heaven; The one eternal God, whom earth and Heaven adore; For thus it was, is now, and shall be evermore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To read about this hymn, and hear it, click this link: &lt;a href="http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/n/o/nowthank.htm"&gt;www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/n/o/nowthank.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"The First Thanksgiving", reproduction of an oil painting by J.L.G. Ferris, early 20th century. History tells us that the first Thanksgiving Day was in 1621 in Massachusetts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/R0MgFQQN2iI/AAAAAAAAADY/HnP8VYjA2bA/s1600-h/ThanksgivingFirst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134983274766916130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/R0MgFQQN2iI/AAAAAAAAADY/HnP8VYjA2bA/s400/ThanksgivingFirst.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-476995464723306232?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/476995464723306232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=476995464723306232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/476995464723306232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/476995464723306232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving-day.html' title='Thanksgiving Day'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/R0MgFQQN2iI/AAAAAAAAADY/HnP8VYjA2bA/s72-c/ThanksgivingFirst.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-7909446316227822032</id><published>2007-11-09T13:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T13:31:05.175-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><title type='text'>Keeping Fit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Howard and I work at keeping fit by walking and exercising at our local YMCA, near 86th and Parallel Parkway.  He rides the stationary recumbent bicycle and I do range-of-motion exercises in the swimming pool.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="wlWriterSmartContent" id="scid:84E294D0-71C9-4bd0-A0FE-95764E0368D9:76d6bd24-c55d-44f8-8483-b9bd439c0832" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a id="map-43edc24a-e162-4385-9a86-1c0e8c6d256a" title="Click to view this map on Live.com" href="http://maps.live.com/default.aspx?v=2&amp;amp;cp=39.12774~-94.77976&amp;amp;lvl=14&amp;amp;style=r&amp;amp;scene=1753731&amp;amp;sp=aN.39.12825_-94.77971_Our%2520new%2520YMCA_&amp;amp;mkt=en-US&amp;amp;FORM=LLWR" alt="Click to view this map on Live.com"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Map image" src="http://lh6.google.com/margesm1934/RzS0y7xKiOI/AAAAAAAAADM/rFAo62jd-WU/map-e91c15a12dd5" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-7909446316227822032?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/7909446316227822032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=7909446316227822032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/7909446316227822032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/7909446316227822032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2007/11/keeping-fit_09.html' title='Keeping Fit'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-8235613876541255223</id><published>2007-10-31T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T12:39:19.923-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace on you'/><title type='text'>Peace on you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I learned an Arabic word this week:  Salaam.  It means "peace."  In Islam, "Salaam alikoum" means "Peace on you."  By saying "Salaam alikoum," a Muslim is offering peace and giving his word that he will never hurt you.  My online friend Youcef Ouchaoua from Algeria taught me this.  Thanks, ucif!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-8235613876541255223?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/8235613876541255223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=8235613876541255223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/8235613876541255223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/8235613876541255223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2007/10/peace-on-you.html' title='Peace on you'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-3499147932667758246</id><published>2007-10-14T17:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T09:52:14.025-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delicious'/><title type='text'>Romancing the Scone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/R7MRR9xeWAI/AAAAAAAAAEw/afOfv6fZM0Y/s1600-h/napoleon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166492197861611522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/R7MRR9xeWAI/AAAAAAAAAEw/afOfv6fZM0Y/s320/napoleon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/RxKffB0QDJI/AAAAAAAAABs/2zzyVGABXrM/s1600-h/fudge_baked_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our daughter-in-law, Shannon Marshall, lived her dream! She and her partner, Carol Teague, opened &lt;em&gt;Romancing the Scone Tea Room &amp;amp; Gift Shop &lt;/em&gt;in Alpine, Texas on Valentine's Day 2007. Now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they have closed the Tea Room. There was just not sufficient business to sustain it. Shannon was the chef and she specialized in just about anything chocolate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shannon &amp;amp; David's daughter Halee enjoyed working in the tea room and is now training to be a pastry chef.  Her delightful Napoleon is pictured above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Edited 13Feb08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-3499147932667758246?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/3499147932667758246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=3499147932667758246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/3499147932667758246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/3499147932667758246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2007/10/romancing-scone-tea-room.html' title='Romancing the Scone'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/R7MRR9xeWAI/AAAAAAAAAEw/afOfv6fZM0Y/s72-c/napoleon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-4829344274952362726</id><published>2007-10-12T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T10:07:25.617-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><title type='text'>Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/Rw-NiB0QDII/AAAAAAAAABk/flNt6ITqHtA/s1600-h/GroupPicture55yrsA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120466917086203010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/Rw-NiB0QDII/AAAAAAAAABk/flNt6ITqHtA/s400/GroupPicture55yrsA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/Rw-MEx0QDHI/AAAAAAAAABc/3YmcrVn61T8/s1600-h/GroupPicture55yrs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My 55th year class reunion was held this month. I graduated from Lyons (Kansas) High School in 1952. It was fun getting together with old friends. I'm at left in the front row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-4829344274952362726?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/4829344274952362726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=4829344274952362726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/4829344274952362726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/4829344274952362726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2007/10/reunion.html' title='Reunion'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/Rw-NiB0QDII/AAAAAAAAABk/flNt6ITqHtA/s72-c/GroupPicture55yrsA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-9008435483742027408</id><published>2007-10-02T11:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T18:12:49.561-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Generations 2'/><title type='text'>How to eat an elephant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/RwLQMh0QDEI/AAAAAAAAABE/wafxpkZ5hwo/s1600-h/elephant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116881040300837954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/RwLQMh0QDEI/AAAAAAAAABE/wafxpkZ5hwo/s200/elephant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When my husband read my most recent post, he asked "How do you eat an elephant?" I answered, "One bite at a time." So of course I'll continue working on my book about Layne's Hospitality Home in San Diego, 1941-1975.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some of our friends from those days sent photos for me to scan, and I'm making a slide show of them - using the excellent (and free!) spot on PhotoShow.com. You can see my progress by going to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.photoshow.com/watch/Pv7ue8fV"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.photoshow.com/watch/Pv7ue8fV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have a great day - I am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-9008435483742027408?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/9008435483742027408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=9008435483742027408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/9008435483742027408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/9008435483742027408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-to-eat-elephant.html' title='How to eat an elephant'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/RwLQMh0QDEI/AAAAAAAAABE/wafxpkZ5hwo/s72-c/elephant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-4564210899727899059</id><published>2007-09-25T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T13:57:43.807-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='generations'/><title type='text'>Generations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am in the (long) process of writing a book about &lt;em&gt;Mother Layne's Hospitality Home&lt;/em&gt; in San Diego, California. The Home ministered to military men and women from 1941 to 1975. More than 650,000 people passed through its doors during that time frame. It was sponsored by the Layne Foundation. I have quite a lot of documentation about the Foundation, the staff of the Home, and those who benefited from the Hospitality Home - and my task is to effectively present all of it to the reading audience. My husband Howard is helping me in all of it, of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've already put some stuff online at &lt;a href="http://www.spaciousskies.us/HospHome/"&gt;www.spaciousskies.us/HospHome/&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've recently become aware of studies showing that each of us can be placed within age-ranges, called "generations," based on the year in which we were born. Furthermore, the things going on in the world during our formative years have shaped how we respond to life. I think of "formative years" as being ages 4 through 12. Using myself as an example, my formative years were those of the World War II years, 1938-1946. So I fit nicely into the "Traditional" generation, those born in 1906-1945. The one-word summary of us Traditionals is "loyalty."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our children were born between 1946 and 1964, so they are "Baby Boomers." The one-word summary of Baby Boomers is "optimism." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Most of our grandchildren were born between 1965 and 1980, and are therefore in what is called "Generation X." The one-word summary for this group is "skeptical." They want to know "what does this mean to me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The youngest group, the Millennials, are those born in 1981 until now. Their one-word summary is "realistic." Four of our grandchildren and all of our great-grandchildren are in this group. When Howard and I moved to rural southeast Alaska in 1999, we had no home phone during our first year. I told one of our granddaughters about that and she looked dismayed and said, "I don't think I could live that way!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The age ranges are just guidelines and they can overlap. The "one-word summary" describes each group's attitude to the institutions in society, such as education, religion, government and the military. (I wonder if all of this applies around the world, or just to American society ... my guess is that it's about the same everywhere.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;How does all this affect my writing process? Many of the people who actually went to the Hospitality Home through the years are now deceased or aging fast, so I won't have much of an audience if I target only the Traditionals. I'm going to need to keep the Baby Boomers in mind, and make my focus an optimistic one. Generation Xers will look for ideas they can personalize and make them fit into their belief system. It has been noted that relationships often "skip" a generation - that is, Traditionalists relate to GenX, and Baby Boomers relate well to the Millennials. That makes me hopeful that my targeting the GenX group will be fruitful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bridging the gap between my generation and that of my younger grandchildren and my great-grandchildren is an interesting process too ... they cannot envision life without the computer, cell phones, TV, the internet, cars, planes, and so on. What happened in our youth is what &lt;strong&gt;they&lt;/strong&gt; view as ancient history and therefore is quite probably of little value. So my challenge will be to portray the lives of their grandparents and great-grandparents as real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh my goodness - I think I just talked myself out of the whole project! HELP!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-4564210899727899059?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/4564210899727899059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=4564210899727899059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/4564210899727899059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/4564210899727899059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2007/09/generations.html' title='Generations'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-3409993046314443784</id><published>2007-09-23T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T14:47:11.478-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ggrandkids'/><title type='text'>GGrandkids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/RvbClx0QDBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_Hfxu80YCao/s1600-h/image16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113488381209218066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/RvbClx0QDBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_Hfxu80YCao/s320/image16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We have 5 great-grandkids and we have fun with them! They live about 20 miles from us. Jacey, Hunter and Landen are siblings, and Jaden and Jaxen are siblings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Top to bottom:&lt;/span&gt; Landen, Jaxen, Hunter, Jaden, Jacey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Recently I took a seat between Hunter and Jaxen and discovered I was in a "boy trap." Then Jaden stood beside Hunter, putting him into a "girl trap." He got outta there in a hurry! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-3409993046314443784?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/3409993046314443784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=3409993046314443784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/3409993046314443784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/3409993046314443784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2007/09/ggrandkids.html' title='GGrandkids'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/RvbClx0QDBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_Hfxu80YCao/s72-c/image16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-4091779521467712407</id><published>2007-09-22T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T15:11:09.920-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Sunny Kansas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We learned this in Park School in Lyons, Kansas in the early 1940s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, I'm from sunny Kansas, sunny Kansas, sunny Kansas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, I'm from sunny Kansas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The best state of all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where it rains some and snows some,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cycloes some and blows some,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, I'm from sunny Kansas,&lt;br /&gt;The best state of all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a common tune, but I don't know its name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-4091779521467712407?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/4091779521467712407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=4091779521467712407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/4091779521467712407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/4091779521467712407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2007/09/sunny-kansas.html' title='Sunny Kansas'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864829697968567340.post-7420216795895450316</id><published>2007-09-22T14:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T08:48:47.636-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introduction'/><title type='text'>Kansas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S5UOE2c0bvI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ZL-K3ijTufo/s1600-h/Christmas_Michigan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446274800873139954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S5UOE2c0bvI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ZL-K3ijTufo/s320/Christmas_Michigan2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/RvVotR0QC_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/A6bCOtxn-no/s1600-h/HowMar49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113108079035026418" border="0" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/RvVotR0QC_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/A6bCOtxn-no/s320/HowMar49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi! I'm Marge Marshall and I live in Kansas City, Kansas, USA. I'm married to Howard Marshall and have been since 1952.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I design websites and decided to try blogging too. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{See &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spaciousskies.us/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;www.spaciousskies.us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have 3 children, 7 grandchildren and 5 great-grandchildren. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As of March 2010, we have 8 great-grandchildren because Kari and Andy adopted 3 siblings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5864829697968567340-7420216795895450316?l=margesm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/feeds/7420216795895450316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5864829697968567340&amp;postID=7420216795895450316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/7420216795895450316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864829697968567340/posts/default/7420216795895450316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://margesm.blogspot.com/2007/09/enjoying-spacious-skies-in-kansas.html' title='Kansas'/><author><name>margesm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01798838228226023123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S4_V7r1P4JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8lTUJ79ynF8/S220/Marge_121007_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AXDUpO33EA/S5UOE2c0bvI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ZL-K3ijTufo/s72-c/Christmas_Michigan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
