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By SUE GUTSCH

St. Luke Living Center correspondent

It became apparent recently that beads had befallen many of our residents. This good fortune can be attributed to the Dorcas Society of Our Savior Lutheran Church, who spent last Tuesday evening playing bingo, and providing prizes, with us. Ruby looked so pretty Friday morning, wearing the green and white beads that went perfectly with the top she had on.

The cool weather Friday stimulated thoughts of pumpkin, so we "munched our way" to Salt Lake City, the capital of Utah, and made pumpkin cookies. This was a recipe from Maureen Snow who says, "men tend to like moist cookies and women prefer them crisp." Due to a scattered mind, we nearly made cookies no one would prefer when one of the bakers (Sue) tried to add four and one-half cups of flour instead of two and one-half.

Lois Winter, in her efficient manner, called bingo in the afternoon for two large tables of hopeful players. Melvin began with somewhat of a negative attitude, but left the big winner.

While playing penny-ante Saturday afternoon, we found out no one had smoked a pipe (we all were women) or eaten caviar. W also learned Alice has been bitten by a scorpion and enjoyed having her "baby" daughter, Jan Erpelding, play with us. Amelia had the most pennies, so was eligible to choose her prize first.

The Rev. Josh Wesner of Emmanuel Baptist Church and his guitar were our Sunday afternoon guests. Lydia said a large group enjoyed singing hymns and listening to his message.

The five residents who have September birthdays are Don Viets, Gladys Queen, Berniece Broadstreet, Frances Kottwitz, and Gladys Johnston. We celebrated them all Monday afternoon. Chocolate and strawberry ice cream sundaes were served and eaten with assorted crème wafers and drinks. Of course, we sang "Happy Birthday" to them all.

After reading about the man in Newton who took first place at the state fair with the 976.2-pound pumpkin he grew, we revisited Farmer Boy, Almanzo, who took first place at a county fair with his milk-fed pumpkin. Then we continued reading "The Long Winter," Tuesday morning, trying to imagine Ma Ingalls' heavy heart as the supply of both food and fuel dwindled and the end of winter was still months away.

After lunch we pushed a couple of tables together and worked on a bulletin board display, using pictures and placards from our Labor Day parade. This reminded us again of how much fun that Monday had been.

The "lunch bunchers" stopped in downtown Marion Thursday for a late lunch at Zimmerman's after they had driven around Marin Reservoir. In the afternoon, another group drove through the Flint Hills on K-150.

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