Commun ty Matters Salina Presbyterian Manor
June 2018
Mary’s musings By Mary Bridges, chaplain Salina Presbyterian Manor
Do you have a favorite color? Has it always been your favorite color or has it changed through the years? I’ve always liked purple. My mom was a fantastic seamstress and made all my clothes. For some reason, she thought my Aunt Mary, who lived next door to us, was the fashion guru in our family. My mom and I went shopping for a pattern for my prom dress when I was a junior, but before we could purchase the material, we had to have a consultation with Aunt Mary. I had my heart set on purple, but Aunt Mary said, “No, your complexion is too dark for purple, yellow is a better color for you.” I went to my first prom in a yellow chiffon dress that I really didn’t like. My second favorite color was red, and when I was a senior, I was able to convince my mom to bypass Aunt Mary, and she agreed to make my dress red. Ten years later, I went shopping for a dress to wear to our class reunion. Without consulting my mom or my Aunt Mary, I purchased my first purple dress. I got so many compliments on how nice I looked in purple. I was quite pleased. MUSINGS, continued on page 4
Bob Houck, center, with his sons and grandsons on their trip to Grand Lake, Okla., to fish earlier this year.
Bob Houck’s love of fishing is a family affair “Any family get-together is a good time for us. We leave the women at home,” said resident Bob Houck. That’s how the Houck family rolls. When Bob was a child, his dad taught him how to fish. Then, when he had his own children, Bob taught his two sons how to fish. Since then, he has passed on his love for the sport to his four grandsons and two granddaughters. “To me, fishing is like therapy. It’s real relaxing.You don’t always know what kind of fish you’re going to catch, and you hope it’s something big. Sometimes it happens and sometimes it doesn’t,” said Bob. “It” happened for Bob’s sons and his two oldest grandsons on the family’s first fishing trip to Grand Lake, Oklahoma in 2018. “I told them on the way down there they’d probably catch the biggest spoonbill catfish of their life. They all did … except me!” Bob said. BOB, continued on page 2