ON BECOMING & GROWING AT AGE 95

STILL GROWING AT  95. 

I look out my window searching for the Blue Moon. 

If nature proves me reliable, I am about to see the Blue Moon of June for

 

which songs are written.  I wonder, does this moon hide behind clouds?

 

I look at the pictures here on my desk. There are pictures of my family. I have

two sons, a daughter-in-law and two beautiful grandchildren.  My grandson

married the woman he met and courted in Webster Universty in St. Louis. 

My granddaughter who, attended Bard University, recreated her brother's 

nuptuals here in my apartment for those of us unable to attend the Wedding

in Austan Texas.  

Also are pictures from, family, friends, neices 

nephews and their large and small pets.  Tucked away in a  picture-holder

is a broken replica of Carpenters' Hall in Phildelphia, Pennsylvania,

for which I served as a doesant in the 70s. 

I was born during the depression of the 20s.   I knew the fun of discovery 

with my parents, four grandparents, two on mother's side and two from my father. 

I grew up with aunts and uncles and their spouses. 

From these we became one of a cherished group of first and second cousins.  

As we grew, we formed a large Cousins' Club. We met through the years. The Club was

established in the 50s.  Our first meeting was held in an old, three- story guest house

around the corner from the Knife & Fork Inn off the Boardwalk in Atlantic City, N.J.

Our numbers increased as our family grew from generation to generation.  

We incorporated different lifestyles, moved further from one another

but tried to "keep in touch".  We went from one State to other States

and  from countries around the world.  Still there remained a love of our family.

We came together once in a while.  We were all ages. Children, 

grandchildren, greatgrandchildren and those bringing  a child

of their own or a friend's child.  We developed a newspaper.

We published our own editorial style. Some  columns were chatty. 

 One writer selected joke stories.  Recipes were shared and we

wrote articles about books, music, philosophy, poetry and sports.

While through the years, we learned about wars. We planted

vegabtable and flower gardens. Under it all we were striving for

the oppertunity to work, to prosper for justice and peace. Our

grandchildren celebrated mariages, graduations, traveled to places

near and far. Even so, at my age of 95, I still feel I am growing.

Planet earth holds a fascination for me as do the wetlands off 

the Jersey Coast.  There is still an Election to win and savor and

still time to extend good wishes to all as we begin Autum 2024.

Beverly

Wear a mask. Wash your hands.

And...VOTE

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"BE KIND TO EACH OTHER"

 On the evening of June 28,  a few of Revitz House

residents had just left a program about the "History of Pride Month".

As they were coming up the hall to the lobby, they heard some

lovely, but unscheduled music.  Once there, a few people

grabed the first chair they could.  They sat down to listen.

Ron Siegelman was playing on his accordian, accompained

by Annie Mchnick on the piano. The melody was catching.

More people arrived. But then, the old sheets of music being used

came apart and fell to the floor.  Eeryone in the lobby

started to be of assistance.  Aides, staff and other visitors

got some tape, and binders to put the sheets back together.

As we went home, the words of our Cafe Manager, and

the program about the "History of Pride Month" came

to mind. Would that we could be kind to each other.

Beverly Rehfeld

SKYWATCHING: JUNE 12, 2024

THE DAY WAS SUNNY BUT NOT TOO WARM

THE SKY WAS CLEAR BLUE FILLED WITH

BILLOWING CLOUDS.  PEOPLE SEATED BELOW 

CREATED A MURMER UNTIL ICECREAM ARRIVED.

THAN THE BIRDS STOPPED TWEETING.

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Wear a mask.  Get your shots and VOTE!

 

SOMETHING WONDERFUL HAPPENED OVER THE WEEKEND

Something Wonderful  happened over the weekend.

Corbyn Strawberry and Hoben Rehfeld were married in

Austin, Texas.  In atendence were hundreds of guests

who had come from New York, St. Louis Mo, Maryland,

Florida, and Washington, D.C. The newly weds met in 

Webster University and were attended by coleagues, 

students and family on Memorial Day, 2024. At the

same time a large contingent of friends and family

celebrated in Rockville, Maryland.

Both Strawberry and Rehfeld bring with them large

family back grounds that speak of the strong faith

they have for the future. Each counts closeness

and tribulations of growing up with siblings, as the

ability to respect and honor shared values.

Though we watched them come down the isle

through the technology of Facebook in my apartment,

Emma and her friend decorated here with an

abundance of flowers, food and drink and music.

Winnie  the dog came too.  Emma's sharing this 

moment with each of us made me know that

the future held good things for both

Corbyn & Hoben & their families. 

Beverly

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Revitz's New Residents

A family of Mr. and Mrs. geese and baby goslings has taken on residence
here at Revitz house. The family of two adult geese and seven small 
ducklings seemed to have known just where they were headed. Cute as 
they were, the small baby ducklings knew they were protected by both their mom
and dad. They expected no messing around in front of Revitz main entrance. 
They filed past the front door of Revitz house. Two days later they were joined 
by additional goslings in another location. Now, we know that it is in the best 
interest of all of us not to feed the animals, which will be more prevalent as 
the weather warms up. In addition to the gosling family, bunny rabbits were 
also seen running about and messing with some of the flowers, and squirrels 
were seen Playing around. With all that sweetness and seeing such a wonderful, 
strict family of geese, we are being asked to please stop feeding animals for the safety
of everyone. The photo was provided with a neighbor of Revitz, who does go by the
name Shazia Khan.

Stay safe. Wear your masks. Get vaccinated. AND VOTE.

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This is a REAL Lockdown

This is a real Lockdown.

This photograph was shown to the population, to citizens.

It was printed showing prison inmates in El Savador.

When I first saw the image, it seemed to me that it was a

perfect example of how laws are not abided by.

I hope we never forget the effects of lawlessness.

As shown in the image, many people disregard laws.

Not only does inprisonment negatively affect inmates,

but families and citizens are also impacted.

From actions commited that resulted in imprisonment

in El Savador, society is often left with laws that deepen 

consequences.

The population of those who are in the prison 

shows that lawlessness of this sort has a great surge of gang 

activity, which is not only subjected to gangs in El Savador, 

but those all over the world.

Stay safe. wear your mask. and VOTE.

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Come Take a Ride With Me!

When Trump turned to crowds watching him, he came out his 

helicopter. He said, "Come on, I'll take you for a ride!"

Like the song "In my yellow submarine", Trump did indeed take 

a boatload of passengers. He gave each of us matching red hats,

a spectacular view of the world, and we believed him! We had

so much fun. There was so little to worry about. Trump had little

to do. He told us, "This was the way the world works."

No! This is not the way the world works. The world sits on top of the

Earth. Sometimes, the planet moves upward. Sometimes the ground 

erupts spasm-like in places burying our hopes and creating our fears.

But, we know that there is much more to living than simply buying a

ticket for Trump's helicopter ride. We can and will be keepers for our

own security and safety.

May you and your family stay in good health and enjoy the holidays.

Stay safe. Get vaccinated. Wear your masks. and VOTE.

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