Clay Center Newsletter January 2016

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Commun ty Matters Clay Center Presbyterian Manor

COMING UP IN COMMUNITY MATTERS:

Everyone has a story to tell

You can hardly turn on the television without being reminded that we are in a presidential election year. We’re looking for residents with a story to tell about a memorable election or voting experience. What motivates you to go to the polls? Did you ever hold public office? What was that like? Did you work on a famous politician’s campaign or meet a famous politician? Tell us your story. If you’ve got a story to share about living out your civic responsibility, contact Heather Germann, marketing director, and your story could be featured in an upcoming edition of Community Matters.

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January 2016

Residents recall winter memories The snowstorm I played the hero By Russell James

It was NewYear’s Eve back in the 1970s, the wind was blowing the snow, and it had re-closed the country road by the farm. I kept the grader in my yard, so I jumped on it and took off to clean the road. I had just went a little way, and then I saw two young men without coats, gloves or hats walking toward me.The young men had driven their car into the ditch and decided to start walking to their house about a mile away. They were not dressed for the bitterly cold weather, and they would have frozen to death if I hadn’t come along to find them. From time to time, I see one of those young men, who is of course middle aged, and he still thanks me for saving his life.

My most memorable snow storm By Marie Cain

The most memorable snow storm of my life was when my husband and I were living in Santa Monica, Calif., and were traveling home to Clay Center for Christmas. Our baby daughter was 5 months old, and she rode in a bed that hooked on the back of the front seat.We also picked up the wife of a coworker of my husband, who needed to get to her parents. Neither of us had met her before.

All went well until we arrived the first night after dark in Albuquerque, N.M., where the highway patrol told us we could go no further because of snow falling and a bad blizzard ahead.We soon found out we were not the first people they had stopped at the motel.There was one room left, which had a full bed, dresser and chair for three adults and a baby. Believe it or not, we worked it out. I pulled a drawer out of the dresser and lined it with blankets, and put our daughter in it and she went right to sleep. It was not too warm in the room, so we adults crowded into bed with our clothes on. My husband woke up early, went to the restaurant, and found out they were running and told us girls to wake up and eat, which we did, as soon as we felt we looked halfway presentable! My husband had saved places for us at the counter, where we had cooked oatmeal and coffee. There were plenty “oh, my, they have a baby!”We were able to continue on our way after breakfast and arrived in Kansas safe and sound. Winter memories continued on page 2


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