Great Grandpa Amnesia Travels


I haven’t written lately. Stopped doing jewelry making to enjoy other aspects of my life. I have been doing family research or genealogical research for others. Haven’t really unearth anything spectacular.

But I do have great grandpa that traveled quite extensively before he got married. After he was married and when he was in his early 60’s was coming home from work one day in Philadelphia and it is believed that someone hit him over the head, took his valuables  such as his wedding band and whatever money he was carrying with him and put him on a freight train. It seems  he had amnesia for two and half years. Could you imagine not knowing where you came from, not remembering your family, wife, nothing about your previous life not even your name?

I’d like to share what I know about this man here in my blog.  This man was amazing, I guess in real life he kept a journal and he even wrote down in his wedding book their trip they took and what they did. One can tell from his writing that he was very detailed person. His penmanship was excellent. From what I recall from memory he used an pen and ink to record their wedding journey, he even noted something about the fire alarm in the hotel.

I was also informed that John ended up in a lumber yard in eastern Tennessee the first day after his arrival off the freight train. He didn’t know where he was nor did he know his name. He thought the men were a little rough around the edges and wasn’t sure about them so he tried to stay reserve so not to upset them or get on the wrong side of these men.

The information following this sentence was taken from his account of his trip and not having memory from the 5 May 1923 til September 1925.

“On a beautiful warm day in early Spring about 5 o’clock in the afternoon I had fallen asleep in an open train shed along a railroad in Eastern Tennessee. The shed open in the front and around the three sides benches for passengers awaiting a train. Several gun reports close by startled and awakened me and getting up from the bench too suddenly made me dizzy and I fell to the floor.  Five mountaineers came in and raised me onto the bench.  The dizziness clasped quickly and not being hurt by the fall, I sat up and asked what the gun shooting meant and once said ” Mr were only having a little horse play back of the shed, having just quit work and on our way home.” “Where as I “_______ Gray’s.” Guess nobody and distance from here. Its in Tenn. By this time they were sitting and each man had a knife a couple were whittling sticks and the others cutting niches in the bench, said one, “Where did you come from?” I don’t seem to know – can’t remember being here before or in Tennessee either.”

Well Hobo, you must be a tramp or getaway as you don’t want to tell anything. What’s your name?” That remark nettled me as I was dressed better than any of them very little this name for dist as I could see so I answered at once John Farham. Do I look like a tramp, I don’t feel as if I had ever been one. But with several days growth of whiskers, an old black slouch hat I was not very presentable especially with a good coating of dust. Well Dad, if you get upper income you have a very poor alibi. In the meantime the wind had begun to rise and the limbs of the tree which I could see from where I was sitting were swaying and a man remarked “It’s going to rain.” “Me for home” and they all echoed his statement.

I said, “Is there any place round here where I could get a place to sleep” Very few houses her about and they are filled with children and babies but there is a place about a mile beyond where you could find a place to sleep.” They all left at once for their mountain cabins and I stepped out of the shed to find forest all around a and a saw mill and stone nearby in a clearing. Walking over to this porch and found it to be a portable saw mill probably carried from place to place in clearing the timber and close by a general store. Several small houses appeared to comprise Gray’s and I took to the Road which turned out to be my home for some time.

Strange to say I seemed to have no forebading this, more like it was natural and there was no looking forward as to what might happen how I was to make a living. Neither did it appear astounding that I  could not tell anything about myself or as to why I found myself in my condition. I had on a dark blue suit soiled somewhat by dust and I presume sleeping in some places other than a bed, an old black slouch hat, much the worse for wear. My sole possession were six cents, a couple of keys on a ring, pipe tobacco and matches, no papers or letter or anything that would raise an impression me that matters should be otherwise than in my condition at the time. I just drifted and took things as they came and they came swiftly. Gray’s did not look good to me so I started along the road to the find the place of which the man spoke but never found it. It had probably rained the day previous and the ground wet and when I came to the edge of the forest it was muddy and walking laborous and darted up the grade of the mountain. Presently the sky darkened and for probably 15 minutes it rained hard blowing into my face, wetting me to the skin and making walking difficult on the ties.

The sky cleared but it was getting dark and no shelter insight. Just before dark I came across a young girl carrying a pail of water and asked her for a drink. She replied, “I have nothing you can drink from.” I saw a large house in the trees to the left of the railroad and  asked if I could get shelter there for the night but she declined to say and said there a cabin in the woods and to try there. It was dark by then and a storm beginning so I entered the forest and after a time discovered a light ahead. Having lost the beaten path it was quite a struggle to get there. The light came from the kitchen with an outside porch. Knocking on a pillar a man came out and I said, “Can you give me shelter for the night, am soaking wet and no place to go.” At that moment the winds a length of tin from the porch roof had he not caught my hand and pulled me on the porch it would have struck me as it fell where I had been standing. I saw it in the morning and it was big as a door. “That was a narrow escape wait a minute- I’ll see the old women ? he said” He went inside and in a couple minutes called to me to come in. the “old woman” his mother and a young woman, no doubt his wife appeared to be the only occupants. “Sit down and I’ll make a fire to dry your clothes. It’s been so warm the past two weeks we let the fire go out.”  “It’s very kind of you. I need a lot of drying out.”

To be continued….

Preserving Family Recipes


Some years back I met someone that wanted to preserve their family recipes that had been handed down. They were also gathering  favorite recipes their children grew up with so they would not be lost until one day they would appreciate them or would want them.

So I gathered up my mom’s and my grandmother that have become familiar and well loved. I included the ones I have made recently and others that my daughter loved as a kid.  Now if you know me I like to be creative when I give a gift whether to family or friends. Have you ever received a gift and you liked the package better than the item?. That actually happened to me this past Christmas. But of course I would not say anything to indicate this.

I looked for a photo album that would fit 4×6 recipe cards. I didn’t want it to be to big or awkward. I wanted to make sure it would fit on shelf and not be oversized.

I found a photo album that fit my criteria. The pages had plastic sleeves that my recipe cards would fit in perfectly.

I like that idea that families that garden together stay together. Based on that concept – my daughter seems to like bird things in her house. So I decided to use that as my theme. I came up with “Birds of Feather, Bake Together”

Then I gathered all my materials and made a mixed media cover to house the recipe cards. Here is picture of what I came up with. I used tape around edges using her favorite colors blue and green.  Assorted paper to make my collage, ink, rubber stamps and rub on letters and then put modge podge over the entire front and back cover. I put the date on front so she would remember when she received this.

I am really happy to report she was really excited with her gift. She loved the cover too! Bingo nice when your daughter appreciates something you made for them.  She also loved this because I left room for her to add some others as time passes by. It seems- she uses the same size card I use. Like Mother like daughter. She’s my daughter. So that all in nut shell for today!









Razor Sharp


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Here is funny thing that happened to me yesterday. I have two single edge razor blades in a yellow prescription bottle like the ones above except my lid is upside down so I can screw it on and off.  The bottle  label  is kind of worn off but the back side of sticky label is stuck to the bottle and I didn’t bother to take it off.  I normally use the razors to peel  labels off of packages so we can send them back out for the interlibrary loan dept.
I had the prescription bottle sitting out in public view, some guy walked by and was trying to see what was in this bottle.The razor blades were actually on top of each other I am not sure how that came to be?  He started to say something about his prescriptions, when I piped up with ” there’s  razor blades in there  so I can stay sharp, he laughed and so did my coworker and so did I. Then I thought this would be good thing to post on Friday!

Gift Idea


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I have friend who is moving away in few weeks. She is someone that comes to the library where I work. There have been many that have come and gone. Some have gone further to Heaven above.

I had this thought that I would write a little something in the beginning of her journal some personal effect of things we might have shared from time to time.  But instead of using up her space, I  decided to insert it in the front of the book. But then I received an inspiration, this idea popped into my head – I am going to  place some of my favorite quotes amongst her pages so that when she reaches that page she will have a neat little quote to give her inspiration or or help her along her journey..

I hope this prompts someone to do the same thing. It could be a college student, or dear friend. either way I think it was neat idea. to send someone along their way….

Calling all Artist


Still time to sign up to donate a card to to aid help sick children. Registration closes 24th FEB

Please take a minute of your time, can you draw, are you artist or just like to doodle this is nice way to help an organization raise money for those that are less fortunate then us. Surely you can come up with drawing, It isn’t very big its only 16cm x 12 cm on heavy cardstock paper. Certainly you have something laying around that you love to draw or have drawn why not send it off

no rewards, no recognition here, just sweet joy will come to you, because you shared your heart. Hope to see many others help

 Lighting was bad but it is the thought that counts

They say


I have always heard  all my life: don’t make new recipe until you try it first.

Well this morning I went ahead and did not listen to “try it yourself first”

My daughter and family were coming over for breakfast this morning. I was planning on making two different quiches. I could only find the recipe for one of them.  A bit frustrating. So I was breezing thru a recipe book last night before going to bed and found one that was a lot easier to make.

The First recipe  I had, had  called to put heavy tin foil over crust and bake it before putting the  mixture into it. My new recipe didn’t require so much work, which I decide to make. Guess what it turned out just fine. It was a Mexican Quiche.

Here is the recipe and here is the book that it came from: 

Mexican Quiche

Ingredients                                                                                                                                                           5 eggs                                                                                     1/4 cup flour                                                         1/2 tsp baking powder                                                      1/4 cup butter, melted                                     1 (7oz.) can diced green chilies (mild)                        1 cup cottage cheese                                         1/4 cup chopped onion                                                      1 Tbsp. Butter                                                   1 cup shredded Monterey Jack Cheese ( I used Taco Blend Shredded Cheese)

Directions:                                                                                                                                                            Beat eggs lightly in large bowl. Stir in flour and baking powder. Add the 1/4 cup melted butter, chilies and cottage cheese. Saute onion in the 1 Tbsp. butter; add to mixture, along with cheese. Combine just until blended. Pour mixture into a greased 9×9 inch baking dish or pie plate and bake at 400 degrees for 15 minutes. Reduce heat to 350 degrees and continue baking about 30 minutes. Cut into small squares or wedges and serve hot. Makes 6 servings.

Note: I placed a cookie sheet under my pie. I used a store bought deep dish pie crust and cooked it in there. My family loved this.

Hope your family will too. Happy Holidays and hope you have a safe and Happy New Year.

Mary O @ Prairie Pine Peddler



Snowy Day



When I was growing up, my birthday wish was  to have snow on my birthday. This year it came six days later. I thought since we were visiting family on the foothills that we would miss the snow. I guess I was wrong. We received a foot of snow. The eerie thing was the day before it was 60 degrees with the sun on your back. This picture was taken with my cell phone.