Tuesday, October 23, 2012

FRIDA GODDESS NECKLACES

FRIDA GODDESS NECKLACES
Frida number 1

Sold. Thank you Ron

Right off the bat, I want to thank Francie of Art in the Hermitage, for suggesting that I create a Frida Goddess necklace. I thought about it and decided that since I’ve painted her so many times and even sculpted her, I could certainly turn her image into a necklace.
Frida necklaces number 1 and 2

Frida Shown On My Kitchen Wall

For those or you who don’t know who Frida is, you can visit my blog post called,Frida Kahlo. There I tell a bit about the life of this spicy Mexican icon. I tried to make the necklaces and pin as colorful as possible to reflect that life.

Since I think these are going to be pretty popular, I have made 2 necklaces and 1 pin for sale. I used a combination of antique flowers and junk jewelry for the base and old necklaces from India.
Frida number 1

I’ve combined old jewelry and new. Notice the antique flowers and the old flower button. She is 3"wx5”h with a 12" drop on the necklace. Price: $85.00
Shown On Mannequin
Frida number 2

I’ve also combined junk jewelry and antiques along with several antique flowers. The chain is from India. She is approximately 3"w x5”h with a drop of 14" Price $85.00
Shown on Wall in Kitchen
Frida Pin

I also combined old and new jewelry mixed in with some paper jewelry for my Frida pin. The back is mounted on antique brass. She is 2"w x3"h and is priced at $28.00

Sold. Thank you Beth!

Pictures of necklaces displayed on my kitchen wall are shown with flowers from Joe Light, otherwise known as Mr. Flower Power. Joe has continuous displays of gorgeous flowers and ornamentals all year long. His magnolia leaf wreaths are the hit of the Farmer’s Market in Roanoke, Virginia in December.

If you are interested In any of these pieces, please e-mail me Thank you for viewing.

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Wednesday, October 17, 2012

TRIPLE GODDESS: MAIDEN, MOTHER AND CRONE

THE TRIPLE GODDESS: MAIDEN, MOTHER AND CRONE
Sold. Thank you Deb!

She Who Follows the Path of the Ancient Mystery Schools' Shown in Hand to Represent Size

The concept of the Triple Goddess, Maiden, Mother and Crone, can be found in the mythology of all lands. Each stage of her life symbolizes a separate stage in the female life cycle. The number three is evoked with powerful religious and cultural symbolism.
Full Shot

I like to think that when I create my Crone Ceremonial Necklaces, I embody each one of them with all three aspects of the triple Goddess. It’s interesting that when you look at some women, you can see just that. The innocent maiden, waiting for life to happen, the powerfully strong mother and a glimpse at the wisdom the crone brings to her life. In ‘She Who Follows the Path of the Ancient Mystery Schools, I believe all three are represented.
Shown on Mannequin

I am offering her at $95.00 She is 3 ½ h ” x 2 ½ “ w and has a necklace span at approx 13”. Please e-mail me if you are interested in ‘She Who Follows the Path of the Ancient Mystery Schools,’ and we can go from there. I am happy to ship anywhere in the world. She can also be seen and purchased on Etsy Thanks so much for your consideration.
Close-Up of Feathers

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Monday, October 8, 2012

CRONE APPRENTICESHIP GODDESS CEREMONIAL NECKLACE

CRONE GODDESS NECKLACE
CRONE APPRENTICESHIP
The Crone Goddess Necklace

Sold. Thank you Connie!

Second in my Goddess Ceremonial crone series is this stately, elegant looking Goddess necklace. I wrote the story of the Crone many years ago. After a lovely lady read the poem, she told me that she was turning 60 and that meant that she was now at the age where she was considered to be apprenticing to become a crone. What does it mean to be in crone apprenticeship? Adam Blatner found here writes, “Crone-ettes? Apprentices? In the olden days when there were secret wisdom or spirituality schools, they had degrees of initiation. In the last few centuries, initiation into the secrets became more superficial and less demanding of personal consciousness transformation—so, as with many of the Masonic groups, it became a social shift, and lost some of its meaning.”

Shown for size on Mannequin

An insightful blogger friend of mine, Lisa, from Priti Studio’s blog, found here, wrote, “Becoming a crone..what a sacred accomplishment, A celebration is needed and you have created the perfect trophy to be worn as a metal of honor, and then hung as a vestment in your home as an homage to women. A piece to inspire and encourage woman to grab their strength and make it to the finish line with grace."

Close-up of Antique Jewels Used in Necklace

Another Close-Up of Details in Necklace


THE CRONE
Winged woman of flight.. the all-mother of humanity.. wise soothsayer Goddess Or hag. Her eyes burn with the wisdom of antiquity.. Her voice murmurs a truth that cannot be heard by the unreceptive masses.. She has passed through the great change and she lives on to rewrite the burned chronicles of ..Her Story. She allows each wrinkle to act as voice to proclaim and reclaim her power.

~Cheryl Dolby~

I am offering The Crone for $125. She is approx.4"x7" with a 9” drop from neck. I can ship her almost anywhere in the world. Just e-mail me if she is calling your name and we can go from there.

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Wednesday, October 3, 2012

THE CRONE GODDESS CEREMONIAL NECKLACE

THE CRONE
GODDESS CEREMONIAL NECKLACE
"The Crone" Shown On Mannequin
Sold. Thank you Francie!

THE CRONE
Winged woman of flight.. the all-mother of humanity.. wise soothsayer Goddess Or hag. Her eyes burn with the wisdom of antiquity.. Her voice murmurs a truth that cannot be heard by the unreceptive masses.. She has passed through the great change and she lives on to rewrite the burned chronicles of ..Her Story. She allows each wrinkle to act as voice to proclaim and reclaim her power.
~Cheryl Dolby~
Close-Up

I decided to call my latest Goddess necklace, “The Crone” because this may be the most powerful looking of all of my Goddess necklaces. One of the best descriptions of ‘crone’ comes from Mamasminstrel's site found here We are told that the women’s movement has encouraged women to embrace the wisdom of their years. The movement even has a magazine called “the Crone Chronicles and a website at found here
I think my crone goddess necklace has the look of a wise woman who has earned the title. I have hand sculpted her original face from clay.
Shown On a Wall

Even though she is quite large, 4”wide x11”high, she is extremely light when you place her on your neck. The added advantage of this necklace is that aside from being as a piece of wearable art she looks equally good on your wall or sanctuary. The drop of necklace is approx 10” from neck to face.
I am offering “the Crone” for $125. and can ship anywhere in the world. Please e-mail me if you would like the crone to become a part of your life.

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Thursday, September 20, 2012

GODDESS CEREMONIAL NECKLACE "SHE WHO KNOWS HER OWN SACRED SOUND"

GODDESS CEREMONIAL NECKLACES SHE WHO KNOWS HER OWN SACRED SOUND
"She Who Knows Her Own Sacred Sound"

Sold. Thank you Leigh Ann!

I love to give my Goddess Ceremonial Necklaces names of empowerment. Knowing your own sacred sound or song brings confidence to your life and a sense of fulfillment. I have collaged a dragonfly and jewels onto the front of “She Who Knows Her Own Sacred Sound.” I think any woman who wears this necklace will appreciate the symbolism involved. According to a dragonfly site online,“The dragonfly symbolizes change in perspective of self realization. The way in which the dragonfly scurries flight across water represents an act of going beyond what is on the surface and looking into the deeper implications of life.”
On Mannequin

Close-up Showing hand for Measurement

Close-up From Bottom

"She Who Knows Her Own Sacred Sound" has a necklace that hangs approximately 12” from the neck and can be adjusted by using an eye glass clip found at optical shops or jewelry stores. The base of the sculpted necklaces is approximately 3”x6”. The Goddess Necklaces can be worn in ceremonies paying homage to women or for that matter, they can be worn anywhere. They look fantastic dressed up or even with a pair of blue jeans. I used stoneware clay for her original hand sculpted face.
"She Who Knows Her Own Sacred Sound is available for sale for $125.00. If you are interested in purchasing her, please juste-mail me and we can go from there. I accept all credit cards via Paypal. I will ship to anywhere in the world.

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Friday, September 7, 2012

UNRAVELING THE MYSTERY OF A LOST REC IPE

UNRAVELING THE MYSTERY OF A GREAT GRANDMOTHERS LOST RECIPE

"Lost" Ravioli

When I read the title of this recipe I got excited. Words like unraveling and mystery and Lost, always appeal to me. I couldn’t wait to explore the recipe and the story behind it. I am so grateful to my chef friend, Stratton St. Clair, who sends me all sorts of difficult recipes. He knows there is no recipe too complicated for me to attempt to make. As a matter of fact, I consider tackling complex recipes a challenge.

One challenge in particular that I remember well, took place in the Vittorio Venuto area of Italy, which is north of Venice. The class in which I was taking featured making tortellini. My teacher was a sweet woman who happened to be about 2 heads shorter than I am and spoke no English. She had to stand on a chair and pantomime the instructions and I had to take pictures of each detail so I’d remember when I got home. That night, I made tortellini for her family of 16 members. What an adrenalin rush. None of them spoke English! If you would like to read about this life changing night, please go to my post of “The Night I Made Dinner for Sixteen Italians in Italy and I don’t speak Italian.”

I love good stories associated with food. I was pleased to find that not only is there a story involved with the recipe but there is actually an interview with food editor Julia Della Croce,who interpreted and adapted the original recipe. It describes the process of finding the recipe of the ravioli that a woman’s great grandmother used to make in Tuscany. I love the idea that the recipe came from Italy.

I wasn’t too surprised that the recipe is lengthy. The challenge was on.

Here is my version of "Lost Ravioli with Rice, Spinach and Sausage Filling. I only changed it slightly by creating a different sauce and changing the amount in a few of the ingredients. I can't even begin to tell you how good these ravioli are-they melt in your mouth!!!

Rice Being Cooked in Milk

Shredding Cheese Into Cooled Rice Mixture

Sauteed Onions and Garlic

Chopped Spinach

Spinach Being Wilted

Eggs and Flour Mixed Together


Kneaded Dough

Sausage and Cheese Mixture Blended Together

Dough Being Rolled

Filling In Place

Pressed Pasta

Filled Pasta-Resting

Ravioli Sauteed With A Butter and Sage Sauce

My Sister-In -Law Gives Just the Response I Was Hoping For

"Lost" Ravioli with Rice and Sausage Filling Adapted from the original recipe by Julia Croce

For the filling:
1/3 cup arborio, carnaroli, or vialone nano rice-I used Carnaroli
1 cup whole or 2% milk-I used whole milk
fine sea salt
12 ounces fresh baby spinach, stemmed-I used 6 oz. but 12 oz would be ok too.
extra-virgin olive oil
1 small onion, minced
1 egg yolk
12 ounces smoked luganega, or substitute fresh Italian sweet pork sausage meat-I used Italian sweet sausage
1 clove garlic, minced-I used 3
1/4 teaspoon freshly grated nutmeg-I used 1/2 t.
4 ounces freshly grated semi-aged (semi-soft) Tuscan sheep cheese (cacio or caciotta) or
substitute one of the other cheeses mentioned in the headnote-I used Landana Sheeps Milk Gouda
freshly ground black pepper to taste


For the ravioli dough:
(makes about 1 pound)
2 ½ cups unbleached all-purpose white flour, plus additional
4 “large” eggs at room temperature
1/4 teaspoon fine sea salt
2 teaspoons olive or vegetable oil-I used olive oil


To make the filling:

Bring the milk to a boil. Stir in the rice and 1/4 teaspoon salt. Cover tightly and simmer over low to medium-low heat without stirring. When the milk is entirely absorbed,about 15 minutes, take the pan off the heat and allow the rice to cool, lid on.

To cook the spinach, steam or boil it until it wilts. Alternatively, in a wide skillet, saute it in 2 teaspoons of olive oil until it collapses, about 2 minutes. Drain it well and use your hands to squeeze out excess water. Chop and set it aside.

Wipe out the skillet and put in 2 tablespoons of olive oil. Warm the oil over medium heat until it begins to shimmer being careful not to let it overheat. Add the onion and garlic and saute it over very low heat until it is thoroughly softened but not colored,about 12 minutes. If using pre-cooked, smoked luganega-style sausage, mince it finely by hand or a food processor and set it aside. If using fresh sausage, remove it from its casings and add it to the skillet. Saute gently until it is cooked through. Add the cooked spinach to the pan and toss. Take the skillet off the heat and allow it to cool, lid on.


To assemble the filling, to the cooled rice add the egg yolk, nutmeg, grated sheep cheese,and pepper, using a wooden spoon to blend well. Now mix in the sausage mixture.
Taste and adjust for seasoning. Chill the filling aside while you make the pasta.


To make the ravioli dough:

Assemble all the ingredients on an ample work surface. Keep at hand several clean dishtowels, a sharp knife, a fluted pastry wheel, and a few sheet pans lined with clean cloth kitchen towels.


Mound the flour and salt directly onto your work surface. Make a "well" in the center.
In a shallow bowl, lightly beat the eggs and oil and pour the mixture into the well.
Using a fork, gradually draw in the flour from the inside of the well, always working the fork in the same direction to prevent air pockets from forming. Use your free hand to protect the outside wall until the wet mixture is integrated. When the mixture becomes too stiff to work with using the fork, scrape the dough from the fork into the well and continue forming the dough with your hands. Continue forming the dough into a very soft ball. It should be firm enough to handle, but soft and very pliable. If there is too much flour to be absorbed, do not use it all. The dough should be soft but not wet or sticky in the least. If the dough is too soft, add flour a little at a time until you get the right consistency. Set the dough aside.

Lightly flour the surface and using the heel of your hand, knead the dough from the middle of the ball outwards, as you would do for bread dough. Do this for about 5 minutes, or until it is smooth, even, and elastic, maintaining its round shape. Well-kneaded dough makes rolling and cutting easy, and produces pasta that is tender but firm. Divide the dough into four equal parts and cover it with an inverted bowl and let it to rest for 15 minutes or up to 3 hours.


Rolling and cutting using the pasta machine:

Set up your pasta machine so that everything on your work surface is within easy reach. Be sure the machine is free of dried dough bits.
Working with one section of the dough at a time, lightly flour your work surface. With a standard rolling pin, flatten the piece you are working with. Dust it lightly with flour. Set the rollers of the machine at the widest possible setting. Feed the dough through the roller without pulling it or stretching it. Drape it over your hand with your thumb up in the air to avoid puncturing it. Take the dough strip and fold it in thirds as you would a letter. (This will keep the piece of dough in a uniform rectangular shape, which is important as you roll it out thinner and longer through the machine.) Press it flat with your hands and fingertips to get all the air out and lightly flour one side only (the other side remains un-floured so that it will adhere to itself when you fold it in thirds again). Pass the dough strip through the rollers at the widest setting for a total of three times, folding it in three each time. Then set the rollers one notch past the previous one. Pass the dough through again, collecting it at the other end. Repeat the process of folding it in thirds and pressing out the air, flouring it lightly on one side, then putting it through a higher notch each time. Continue doing this at each setting, finishing this rolling-out process with the setting at the next to the last numeral on the knob.

Roll out only one strip of dough at a time for the ravioli, as the dough must be porous in order to seal properly. While you roll out each strip and form the ravioli, keep the remaining dough sections under the inverted bowl to prevent them from drying out. Work quickly in order to prevent the dough strip from drying out.

Fresh-filled pasta should not rest longer than fifteen minutes or so at room temperature after they have been filled, or an hour or two (depending on the moistness of the filling) in the refrigerator. The ravioli can stick to the surface, breaking when you try to lift them if they are left out too long. It is best to refrigerate them if you plan to cook them promptly after making them If not, freeze them, leaving adequate space between them to prevent them from sticking together. Layer them only if you are going to freeze them, putting waxed paper between each layer. If you plan to cook them right after making them, do not stack them--keep them separate on numerous trays and do not let them touch.

Cutting and filling the dough strips for ravioli:

Cut one strip of dough in half cross-wise and lay in out on an ample work surface. Cover with other half with clean kitchen towels. Working quickly, place a mounded teaspoon of filling at 3-inch intervals in rows along the pasta strip.
Dip a pastry brush into beaten egg, or yolk; paint the area around the filling and just to the edges of the dough strip to completely surround each mound and ensure a secure seal.

Place the second sheet of dough over the filled sheet, matching up the edges and corners. Use your fingers to press out any air pockets and press down firmly around each filling mound to seal well.
Use a fluted pastry wheel or 10-inch chef’s knife to cut 4-inch square ravioli. Press down around each filling mound once again to secure the envelope seal. Repeat with the remaining dough and filling.

Cooking the ravioli:

Drop the ravioli a few at a time into plenty of gently boiling salted water. Stir and immediately cover. When the water comes to a second boil, remove the lid. Cook for 3-4 more minutes from the moment the water has returned to a boil. Cook gently--if the boil is too vigorous, the pasta envelopes can break. Using a “spider” or wide mesh spoon, lifting them out as soon as they are cooked, allowing excess cooking water to drip off. Transfer the ravioli to a pan of butter and sage leaves and saute for a few minutes. Total cooking time should not exceed 3-5 m


I did not make the red sauce called for in the recipe but used the butter sage sauce instead. Simply place butter and sage leaves in a pan and gently saute the pasta after it is removed from the boiling water.

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Wednesday, August 29, 2012

SUNFLOWER COLLAGE

SUNFLOWER COLLAGE

Close-Up of "Blooming Spirit"







The other day, I was perusing through my favorite blogs and came across MsElenaeous Rants and Rave’s, which is the title of a blog created by a friend of mine. Elena is a very talented writer who moved here to Roanoke, Virginia a few years back. Although she has made our mountainous area her home, she speaks of missing her life in NYC. I thought about her dilemma. Having lived in many different places after graduating from high school, I can sympathize with her. I think we all tend to compare our new surroundings with the area in which we grew up.

Full Length "Blooming Spirit" 12"x24"

In response to Elena, I immediately thought of a poem I wrote, titled “Blooming Spirit.” Coincidentally, I was working on a renaissance oil collage of a girl with sunflowers and after I read Elena's blogpost, I thought it would be serendipitous to name my sunflower girl after my poem. Here is the poem and details about my painting.

Side View

Close-Up of Poem printed on the Highly Textured Cloak

Just in case you cannot read the wording on Blooming Spirit's cloak, I have included it here.

“Blooming Spirit”


Her home was far away and she longed for the roots that had for so long held her life together; friends, family and familiar surroundings. Time passed as she quietly endured her sorrow. Finally, she rejoiced, for her soul, who knew far more than she, revealed a great truth: “Change is growth, you must bloom where you are planted.”
~Cheryl Dolby~

I do believe that it is important to “Bloom where you are planted.” If you choose to make the very most of the area or even situation you find yourself in, you will truly find that before long..you will be home again.

Blooming Spirit is an original oil and acrylic collage. I distressed her by using a crackle solution. I used the Renaissance Oil Method and collaged the background.

Blooming Spirit is for sale. I have priced her at $175.00. She is 12”w x 24”h x ½” For shipping prices to Alaska , Hawaii, or other countries, please e-mail me.


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Monday, August 20, 2012

LAS VEGAS, ELVIS AND THE DANCE THAT WAITED FOR 57 YEARS!

LAS VEGAS, ELVIS AND THE DANCE THAT WAITED FOR 57 YEARS

Elvis and Vicky Andres

You are probably wondering what a post about Vegas and Elvis would have to do with a dance that waited for 57 years. I hope you will read the following story that goes far beyond the glitz and the glamor.

Wendy Marvin and a very friendly Elvis

Those of us from the graduating class of Warren G. Harding, 1962, anticipated our 50th reunion, which was held on August 9-11th. Many of us looked forward to seeing class members we had not heard from in over 50 years. Excitement was in the air as our leader, Virginia Nagy Hall, and her committee planned for the exhilarating weekend. Some of you may remember reading about our preparations here and here. For most it was going to be a time to get reacquainted with classmates. I, however, had a different agenda.

Show Girls surround Wendy Marvin and Tom Craciun

Yours Truly with Elvis

Virginia Nagy Hall and her b-Dazzled Shoes

Virginia's B-Dazzled Crocs

Memento Booklet Created by Jennifer McGarry Anderson and Cheryl Galloway Dolby with the help of a blogger friend of mine- Patti at Treasure Barn

Jennifer Anderson McGarry and Cheryl Galloway Dolby

Many years ago, 57 to be exact, when I was in the 6th grade, an incident occurred that I had not been able to shake through all this time. Our teachers decided it would be a good idea to have the 6th grade class learn to socialize by dancing together. We met in the gymnasium during our lunch period and one of the teachers played the waltz and polka on the piano.

Everyone Should Have a Chandelier Like This One in Their Party Garage

While some of the kids were ready for this, my best friend, Karen, and I definitely were still ‘little girls’ who played cut-out dolls and fantasized about the characters from the novels we read at the time. Karen and I preferred to dance together, our fluffy crinolines puffing out under our grey puddle skirts as we whirled around the floor.

Gift Travel Bags we Received When We Arrived at Avalon Inn-I think Virginia and the committee May Have Had Something to Do With This Surprise

A boy from West Virginia had just moved to our town and was transferred to our tight knit class. Ron started 6th grade with students who had been in school together since kindergarten and was finding it hard to fit in. I was later to learn that he had had a hard life growing up in the 'hollers'of West Virginia. His father had worked in a sawmill but funds were tight and the family had to move where there was a better chance for them to survive.

Ron’s life was drastically different from mine and the other kids in our class. Karen and I were assigned to tutor Ron. Another classmate, Frankie Aluzia, was to become his guide by taking him under his wings and helping him to fit in.

From Left: Tom Andres, Tom Craciun, Chuck Dolby and John Baird, Our Class President

One day, while Karen and I were planning our usual polka at lunch, Ron came up to me and asked me to dance. Being the thoughtless child that I probably was, I did the unthinkable. I said ‘no.’ Ron was humiliated and felt he was worthless. He retreated to the back of the piano, where he thought the other kids would not see his disappointment.

I was a child, yet definitely old enough to know better, I didn’t even feel a lot of guilt at the time. Not even when Frankie came up to me and scolded me for refusing the dance.

Liz Teachout with Dennis Steinmetz who Is The Director of The Young and the Restless. Such a Talented Class!

The years faded away and from time to time I thought about the dance I had refused. As I became older, I regretted my behavior. I remembered and was even at times haunted by the look on Ron’s face and the humiliation it held.

Linda and Bill's Chef for the Vegas Night-What a Job he Did. The Food was Delicious.

A few weeks before the reunion, I called Karen (yes, we are still friends after all these years) and told her that I had one objective for the reunion-just one person I wanted to see: Ron. I knew that if I did nothing else, I was going to ask him to dance. I resolved that if he refused, and he would be justified, I would accept it knowing it would be exactly what I deserved.

Pat Tutoki, Joan Zubek Sprockett and Bonnie Sloss Popowicz

The festivities began. Pomp and circumstance surrounded our reunion. The theme for the evening was Las Vegas. Our very generous and thoughtful hosts Linda and Bill, created a fabulous evening at their home. Limousines transported us to our destination where we were welcomed by a red carpet that was rolled out for the class members. Show girls greeted us by allowing our pictures to be taken with them. A spectacular show was awaiting us with none other than Elvis, performing all the songs of the 50’s and 60’s. An eleven member band, including singers played all evening as we danced the night away. A free bar was set up and the food was delicious. It was a night to be remembered forever.

I looked around the grounds for Ron but did not see him anywhere. Finally, a very tall, handsome and muscular man walked by. I craned my neck to read the name tag the committee had prepared for us to wear and sure enough, it said Ron. Could this really be the Ron of our 6th grade class? Surely not. When he passed again, I stopped him and was pleased that it was actually Ron.


From Left-Larry Howe and Wife, Frank and Andrea Calvin
Frank is Owner of The Rubber Band Gym

I immediately apologized to him for my behavior as I surely thought I had damaged him for life. Either that, I considered, or he wouldn’t even remember the incident. Not only did Ron remember but he told me that he was ever so thankful that I had remembered, since he thought I was so callus a person, that surely it was just a passing incident. He said that when the “queen of the 6th grade” had refused to dance with him, it set the tone for his life to come. I was astounded that he thought of me in this way. In my mind, I was far from being the queen of anything at that time. He told me that indeed, he had been marred for life.He said this in a tone that could be taken jokingly or seriously.

The band began playing “Twilight Time” and before I could ask him to dance, Ron appeared next to me saying, “ I believe this dance is ours.” We danced the dance that should have happened 57 years before. I’m not sure if Ron noticed the tears in my eyes or not as we danced and reminisced but probably not since I detected tears in his as well.

Yours Truly and the Beautiful and Generous Linda Marsteller

Sometimes I think that there are no real mistakes in life, only lessons to be learned. Leo Buscaglia said that too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. As I contemplate further, I think that perhaps kindness is the greatest wisdom.

Here Ron and I are Getting Ready to Dance the Dance that Waited for 57 Years!

Tom Craciun and Wendy Marvin

Cheryl Galloway Dolby and Chuck Dolby

Chuck Dolby, Darcy and John Ashelman

Joyce Manzer Zek- I Met Joyce at the Mall In between Parties

My Lifelong Friend, Karen Gulakowski Price and Betty (Toni) Meade

Don and Roberta (Birdie) Pascute. Sorry about the Quality of this Picture. Don and Birdie are Not Seeing Pink Elephants-It was the Effect of the Glowing Pink Background

Marsteller's Beautiful Daughter and Husband

Marsteller's Son, Rick, Built the Fountains and Huge Decks Surrounding Their Home

Dave (Sam) Salvato and wife Jacqueline


John and Marilyn Pogue



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