Wednesday, November 24, 2010


I haven't been able to get my hands on a newspaper obituary for Dad, so this will be minus the two great pictures of him. If anybody has thoughts or stories or comments, you can email them to me at or just post something on this blog that we can make into a scrapbook for later. This is the written part:

Edward (Ted) Rice, Clifton, Idaho, beloved husband, father, grandfather, great-grandfather, brother and friend, took his final walk on Sunday, Nov 21st 2010, at the age of 93. He was born June 3, 1917 in Farmington, Utah to Ira Quince and Myra Winegar Rice.

His were a farmer’s hands, ever-working and always-serving. Whipstrong and smart. Honest in every dealing. Glad he had daughters instead of sons because “Boys just go to football practice and work on junky cars all the time. Girls work!“

Dad and Mom worked the farm side by side and were a great example to us all on the value of hard work. Mom and dad loved to travel. The day they sold the milk cows, they drove out of the yard at milking time. After that they decided to leave no back road untraveled, many times on their bicycles. One summer while in their seventies, they put on over 1000 miles on their bicycles. We will miss him dearly but are full of gratitude for the life he lived, the example he was for so many and for the wonderful memories he left for each person whose life he touched.

He is survived by his wife, Helen; four daughters, Pauline, Lorraine, Kay and Betty; two wonderful sisters, LaMar Bingham and Jane Wood, as well as 8 grandchildren and
14 great-grandchildren.

Monday, November 22, 2010


We will so miss our dear dad.

For my dear Mother and Sisters:

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Last Kren in the Box, Big Iz

Saturday, November 20, 2010


tomorrow is the finale...

Friday, November 19, 2010


I'd never heard this one before, but it's beautiful, both the song and the skater.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Aker Bilk

Ok, a different shade of purple.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Think Harry Belafonte

My dad told me once that he liked this song.

The music was written by Evelyn Danzig and the lyrics by Jack Segal. The song was written at Ms. Danzig's home on Long Island, and was published in 1949.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

For Sunday, the GGGOH

A little Elvis reflection...

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Mr Low Voice

Friday, November 12, 2010

b bop

There are no doubt smoother versions out there, but ya just gotta love the bobby socks in this video!

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Veteran's Day

Well, it shows a posting of Sunday's date, but it's really Nov 11th today.

The origin of the y****** r******* seems likely to have come from out of the Puritan heritage. It was during the English Civil War that the Puritan Army of English Parliament wore y****R***** and Y***** sashes into battle. THANKS, VETERANS!

And just for Cousin Julia (yesterday's color) kind of a redneck version but impressive, nonetheless :o)

#3, Love this one

This one just might be my fav

#2, This one everyone will recognize

To see what today's color is, copy & paste the following link:

See if this one rings a bell....

The first song from my "Book of Krens" (Maybe a few of you are too young to remember, but it was a classic in its time. Pauline introduced it to me.) Sorry I couldn't make a direct link, but cutting and pasting to the browser will work. Tell me what color you guess!

Saturday, November 6, 2010


That's the number of crayons (we always called them "Krens") in the box I passed at the Dollar Store yesterday. How can they make any profit by selling 64 crayons, wrapped in labels, along with a box, all for a buck? On Tuesdays, apparently they have a discount, so you can buy any item for 88 cents. I almost feel guilty buying stuff like that...but I never seem to get out of there for less than $20, so I pay for the guilt anyway, it seems.

...BUT, it did get me thinking about blogs for the coming week. In fact, it may take more than a week, but we'll have fun. Rest up.

Oh, and by the way, if you haven't already done so, remember that we turns our clocks back one hour tonight.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Upon Further Reflection...

Last night I braved the evening coldness for the hot tub, where it was a nice 99 degrees. Since it gets dark so early now, I had hooked up one of those standing lamps with the multiple-colored lights extending out like a bouquet of flowers…these look kind of like poppies, not all the way open.

The jets turned off after half an hour, leaving the night in peaceful silence. I was too comfy to move and restart them, so I didn’t. After a minute or so, the water settled down, still as glass, not even a ripple. The white corrugated roof and the lamp to the side were both mirrored in the water, giving it the duplicate effect of the same scene, one above me and one beneath. It was calm, and sort of magical.

I thought how sometimes we don’t realize we are a part of one big whole, not alone in existence. If we saw the entire picture, instead of just part of it, our capacity to understand and appreciate life would increase remarkably.

Then I also thought how there are depths within us that we do not comprehend until we are tested and have to seek deeper within ourselves.

We are more than we could ever imagine.