Christmas 2005                    May peace, love, and joy fill your hearts



January   The New Year begins with below zero weather. How Burmah hated the cold! Unable to sit it the church organ, Burmah remains at home with Joe, Arden, Dixie (Harva), Susan there to assist.

February~ We buy a wheel chair for Burmah which she is determined to never use.      We immediately change our schedules to meet her full time needs and turn our hearts toward Spring.

March~     Burmah is much better and returns to her daily routine of cribbage, reading, blasting the Bush  administration to television reporters, and planning music for Sunday services.  The main water pipe to the house breaks so we rescue an old trunk full of family letters. We read and remember. She is happy to be back at the church organ and returns to Sunday dinners at the Black Bull. This month she closely monitors the painful situation of the Schiavo family and the more dignified passing of Pope John Paul III. She spies the first robin of Spring in her yard on the 31st

April~      Water system problems visit the house and so do Burmah's husband, Chris, and her father, Harve.  We fix the water problems and try to understand the other.    Burmah requests that her Living ill specify withdrawal of nutrition and hydration, or what has become known as the 'Shiavo Clause'. She sees mourning doves and Juncos in the yard. Frost nips the tulips and lilacs.

May~  Motherís Day dinner at the Ox.   Potatoes and salad greens are up in the garden bed. Burmah prepares the flags and flowers for Memorial Day cemetery services as she has for many years; Eleven people who attended the service meet for breakfast at the Corner, an annual Moccasin ritual.

June ~        Burmah turns 93.   We are always amazed at the number of life-long friends she still corresponds with.   Flowers are blooming, days are longer and warmer

July ~ Dixie takes Julie to a family reunion and Joe joins her for a cruise to Alaska.   Burmah shared with everyone a large shipment of the most delicious and beautiful Flathead cherries from Larry

August~    Sally and sons, Cameron and Galen here from California and there is music in the house! Susan, Jaegen, Ardie and Bridger head to fiddle camp. Burmah enjoys the companionship of Ned's wife Janice.    She wonders about the "Visitors".    Our hearts turn south to New Orleans and Burmah blasts the Bush administration a little louder these days.   How can a nation's leader spurn books and science? She comments on the high cost of gasoline and groceries and medicine as she does her bookkeeping.

September ~    Each summer, vacationers stop to talk with Burmah about relatives that grew up in Moccasin. She always has some special story to tell for them to hold in their hearts. Life-long neighbor, Emma Todd passes on.  Photographed the 'What the Hay?' bales. Took a drive to Crystal Lake to see fall colors

October~    Burmah loved Halloween and lamented that few children stop at her home.   This year there were seven for treats, no tricks.   Salmon, crab and halibut arrive from Alaska.   Burmah looks forward to Joe arriving soon after. The last game of the World Series ended just as she had hoped. Go White Sox!  We planted a crab apple tree in her front yard and bulbs for Spring

November~       The weather turned cold and windy.   Joe arrives and tends the fireplace.   Ned and Nathan come for their annual hunt. Burmah enjoyed Thanksgiving at Julieís house with her family.   On the following Saturday morning she fell off her dressing chair suffering traumatic injury resulting in congestive heart failure. On Monday night she communicated to us that she wanted Bridger to play violin for her. Cameron and Sally sang to her and she slipped away surrounded by music and family.

December~ We move into December with heavy hearts as we talk to the many friends of Burmah and Chris. " As we work on this Christmas letter and other projects, we are at once saddened by the need and gladdened by the opportunity to serve. Burmah served us and others in so rnany ways, we find solace and strength in our memories. We hope that you can too