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"If I can stop one Heart from breaking
I shall not live in vain
If I can ease on Life the Aching
Or cool one Pain
Or help one fainting Robin
Unto his Nest again
I shall not live in Vain."
THE NEW YORK TRIP
THE JULY SUMMIT
The clock is ticking. It's seven PM on July 20th, and Keri was two hours late to get to Lock Haven. Finally, she pulled up.
"Where have you been?" Lou.
"I don't wanna talk about it." Keri.
We finally left for Andover, New York. Keri, Lou, and me took Keri's car and Nick, Eileen, and Brenda took Nick's car. Quick stop for food and then we're off.
We all dashed in the door to Claymore and Angel's place about eleven PM.
"Angel! Where's the 'boy' at?"
Hugs and handshakes are passed around.
We sat around and talked for a while, and then decided to watch a movie: Miss Congeniality. I gave it two thumbs up.
Three AM. Bed time. To sleep around four-thirty for the girls, who sat up chatting about everything, waking around ten AM.
We all got around and went to the hot air balloon rally in Wellesville. We spent a good portion of time shopping at a candle factory outlet. Then we decided to run and eat, so we went back to the farm.
Brenda and I ran out to the pond to play with the fish, and then straight to the computer while we waited for the food. We ate, then talked for a while. Bed time came faster that night.
Sunday we woke up to say goodbye to Keri and Eileen, who were heading home first. We spent the rest of the time doing our nails with Angel and playing frisbee tag. We left for home around one PM.
-Shoulda seen the one that got away
On August 12, 2001, the Lost Solace Kids donated a large tin of crayons to the Clinton County Women's Center. The crayons were donated to us by Lou's mother.
Lou and Staci Wyland took a walk down to the Women's Center and gave them the crayons.
"I am glad that the children could get some use out of them," stated Lou. The crayons will be used by abused children, who are staying at the shelter.
TO VESTA, FROM YOU
My boyfriend moved in with me and my mom a few months ago. He said it was only temporary, but he's been staying ever since. He won't look for a job or another place, and he's mean to me when my mother's not around. What can I do?
Throw the #@*% out.
Seriously. Sounds to me like he's just using you for a place to stay. He obviously hasn't shown much consideration for you or your family. Tell him he's got one week to find another place, or he'll find all his stuff outside. And then do it.
Watching The Days Go By
I watch as you are laughing
I watch as you're asleep
And these are the fond memories
I will forever keep.
I love you in the morning
Your innocent dear face
The way you're wrapped around me
In such a tight embrace.
Then I watch as you eat your lunch
In that simple way you do
And thank God by the minute
I get to spend my days with you.
Now it's time to go to sleep
To lay ourselves back down
This smiles I have upon my face
Comes from knowing you'll always be around.
ADORE IT/DEPLORE IT
Adore It: Adoration to Claymore and Angel, who open their home to the Lost Solace Team and the LS Kids. The twice-yearly trips to Andover have become a special treat for all of us.
Deplore It: We deplore the term "Wife-Beaters". For the uninitiated, a "Wife-Beater" is the slang term for a sleeveless T-shirt. In fact, one entreprenuer set up a brand-name Wife-BeaterTM site. I feel that to call them by that term makes light of a very serious problem, and anyone who uses the name should be ashamed.
In June, a beloved horse named Devil's Quest died. Owned by Ginny Bixler of Slatedale, PA, the horse was loved by many people.
On a trip down last year, there were quite a few "oohs" and "aahs" over the dark and beautiful horse, by the LS Kids.
The horse, known to us because Lou know Ginny as he was growing up, was commonly known as Questy. Devil's Quest was used to having a lot of people around to supply attention. The beautiful horse will sorely be missed.
The Just Juniors Journal Is:
President, Ethical Advisor: Vesta Jones
IVP: Brenda Geyer
EVP: Staci Wyland
Secretary: Debbie Benfield
Staff: Nickole Vincent, Justin Shady, Ginger White
Renovo Bureau: Sarah Wilson, Meghan Wilson
Distant Correspondent: Amber Fleming
I always enjoy the trips to Andover. They're always special. But this time around, this trip was special for me in a way the others haven't been.
I don't know if the others noticed it. I don't think so. But I was paying attention, and I noticed what seemed to be happening throughout the course of the weekend.
With each of them, I had a Moment.
Not just a few seconds where we were alone. And not an earthshaking, wondrous moment of revelation that I'll remember for the rest of my life. But with each member of the team, I had a Moment with them, when we connected. Just for that bit of time, we were together, and we understood each other.
With Brenda out by the pond, looking up at the stars. With Nick, when we climbed into our beds Saturday night. With Eileen, when she came to wake me up the next morning.
With Claymore, talking quietly in the kitchen. With Angel, letting her attempt to teach me how to dance. With Keri, talking during the drive up.
And with Vesta, the one I've known the longest, outside talking Saturday night.
It's not like these were monumental spaces in time, to be memorialized forever. We were just talking, like people do, and somehow, each time, it came through just how much each of us appreciated the other.
Could I have lived without them? Well, sure.
Would I trade those Moments for anything?
Never. No way.
-Moment to moment