PrunePicker: June 2019

Sunday, June 30, 2019

More Yosemite pics by Mark.

I think that Mark should have a job as a National Geographic writer/photographer. He is doing a great job right now. I hope that he is enjoying his ride as much as I am!

Friday, June 28, 2019

Mark and bike in Yosemite!

It has been over 700 miles and four or more weeks from the Mexican Border. This is the view entering Yosemite Valley. Half Dome dominates.

Here are more recent pics from Mark. My number three grandson is a bike riding photographer.

Wednesday, June 26, 2019

Rosa my friend with Alzheimer.

It is so sad My friend Rosa is in the advanced stages of the Alzheimer malady. I visit often. Rosa quite often will fiddle with some object for an hour or two while I am with her. On my last visit she fiddled with a handbag.

She mumbles a lot and I usually do not understand her. I will nod or say "is that right" or some other inane thing. I do enjoy my visits. I believe that she does also.

Rosa usually has the company of some of her daughter Rhonda's dogs. They are good company and obviously love Rosa.

Jasper and Waffle ares a lot of company.

Monday, June 24, 2019

Mark is nearly to Yosemite. Bike Report 6/24/2019

Mark is my number 3 grandchild. Happy 48th Mark. Mark and his bike are almost to Yosemite. Then he is looking at the Tioga Pass. (almost 10,000 feet elevation) Mark thinks he will lay in bed for two days in Lee Vining. Here are some recent Mark pics.

Looks like a nice place for dinner.

Sunday, June 23, 2019

69th Annual Ruston Peach Fest.

I love a parade! I had a good seat. I see that there is an election coming up. There were a few candidates in the parade. After the parade I attended the the Peach Fest Band Concert in the Dixie. It was great concert with much patriotic music. I got to stand when they played the Army song.

Friday, June 21, 2019

Memos from Joy

Joy Kathleen Newberry is my granddaughter. She and her wonderful family live nearby in West Monroe. We have had lunch together several times lately. Joy has interviewed me and has written two essays about me. They are very complimentary and mostly true. Thy have been posted on her Facebook, reposted on my Facebook, and one of the posts was reposted on the Louisiana Tech University Kinesiology Facebook. (The essay mentions my swimming career at Tech)

I am really flattered by the comments that these Facebook posts have generated. I have posted them below so that my PrunePicker Blog followers can see what a great guy I am. (and so modest!)

Saturday, June 15, 2019

Mark's Bike Ride Report. 06/15/2019

It is about 3 weeks into the ride. Mark is resting up in the town of Lake Isabella. When I first saw this place in 1951 there was no Lake. The place was just Isabella. In 1953 a dam was built and the water covered the town. The town was moved over and renamed Lake Isabella.

Mark is at the end of the first section of the Pacific Crest Bike Trail map. The second section of the trail map is shown below. This is what Mark is starting on after a couple of days rest at Lake Isabella. It is sure a beautiful route. With Yosemite and Lake Tahoe along the way. I am looking forward to Mark's pics.

Today Mark was within inches of being ran over by an 18 wheeler. We are all so very grateful for those inches!

Here are some recent pics posted by Mark.

Mark and I like these Sierra clouds. Shot by Mark at Lake Isabella.

Monday, June 10, 2019

Kristopher Kelley of the Cooley House

Kris gave the talk yesterday at the NELA Genealogical and Historical Society. The title of his talk was "The Year of the River: How Steamboats brought Gardens to the South" His talk exposed me to much more than the title would indicate.

Kris is a fountain of knowledge about the gardens of the South and river travel in the day of the steamboat.

Captain Shreve improved the steamboat so that they were able to go up stream. (He was the first to pilot a steamboat from New Orleans to St Louis). Trade and commerce boomed and southern gardens bloomed with flowers from all over the world.

The Cooley House is on the National Register of Historic Places. It is one of last homes built in the Prairie School of Residential Architecture. This type of architecture was started by Wright. I hope to visit it.

Chris is a good speaker and really knows his subject. I enjoyed his talk.

The Cooley Gardens.

The Cooley House. On South Grand Street in Monroe.

My niche in the Blogosphere.

My blog is about me, my family, my interests, my opinions, and my daily activities. My name is Chuck Monson. I am a native born Californian. I worked in the oil exploration and production business and am now retired and living in Ruston, Louisiana. I am a 91 year old widower. I blog because I really enjoy it. Posting gives me a schedule and is a wonderful make work project. I like pictures, both the taking and looking at them. I really like old historic pictures. I enjoy a good photograph. I like putting pictures and text together in a way that is hopefully interesting to others and that will be interesting to me in the future. I like to be silly now and then. It is also putting my memories down on paper. My blog serves as a diary. I have used it for a reference quite a few times.

I do mix it up. Some of my blogs are “what I had for breakfast”, some are just pictures, some are items of genealogical nature, and there are items from my family history. I have a history of the Munson/Monsons in America. The study of this history has led me to the discovery of much American history that had previously been unknown by me.

I have had a lifelong interest in history, archeology, philosophy, religion, politics, architecture, technical subjects, music, food, and sports. I spend time every day reading blogs and posting to my blog. I do not pontificate on religion or politics because I do not consider myself wise enough to try to persuade others to my beliefs. My beliefs are quite nebulous anyway.

I was started on blogging by my late son, Christopher David Monson. Chris wrote the blog "snaggletoothie of the Loyal Opposition" There is a link to his blog above. I look at Chris's blog often. I have read most of his posts.

My adult years.

I married Jackie Lois Ireton in 1944 in San Luis Obispo, California. I met her on a blind date when I was taking amphibious training at Moro Bay. We have been blessed with four children, nine grand children, and nine great grandchildren. They are an exceptional group. I love them and I am proud of them.

I was an army combat engineer (infantry with shovels) during World War II. I served in the Pacific. I was wounded on Peleliu Island helping the marines on Bloody Nose Ridge. I was shot in both legs just above the knees. The wound locations indicate that I was not running away.

I received a BSME in 1950 from Cal Poly in San Luis Obispo, California. Jackie received a PHT. (pushing husband through.) I retired from oilfield work in 1985. Jackie and I moved into a fifth wheel trailer and enjoyed the RV lifestyle until Jackie's health failed. We traveled across the continent 3 1/2 times. We spent a summer as volunteers at Acadia National Park. For 17 years we helped build an Escapee RV park in Chimacum, Washington. Jackie passed away in 2007. We had been married 63 years. We were married on June 3, 1944. I still live in our fifth wheel trailer. It is parked in the yard of my daughter Kerry's home in Ruston, Louisiana. It is by far the nicest RV park that I have ever lived in.

My teen age years.

I was born in 1925 in Pomona, California. Pomona is on the east edge of Los Angeles County. It is halfway between Los Angeles and San Bernardino and halfway between the mountains and the beach. I thought that it was great to be an hour from snow covered mountains and an hour from the ocean surf.

In my days of growing up, Pomona was completely surrounded by orchards and truck farms. Oranges, lemons, grapefruit, peaches, apricots, olives, persimmons, and walnuts. Watermelons and strawberries. During the depression I had many meals from the orchards.

They say that you cannot go back home. That is true of the Pomona Valley of my youth. Because it is no longer there. Most of it is now covered with asphalt and stucco buildings.

My ancestors.

I am getting more and more into genealogy. I have a trove of information on the Munsons/Monsons. My father is buried in California. His father by adoption (He was an uncle.) is buried in Kansas. His natural father is buried in Kentucky. So I have two grandfathers. I have a grandfather and four great grandfathers buried in Kentucky, one great buried in New Jersey, and three greats buried in Connecticut. I have two greats buried in Rattlesden, Suffolk, England. I have been led to believe that my ancestors before that came from Denmark and Normandy.

Captain Thomas Munson was the first Munson to move to America. He was baptized in Rattlesden, England in 1612. The baptismal font is still in use. He served in the militia in the Pequot Indian Wars in 1637. He served in the militia all his life and reached the status of Captain. His signature is on the founding document for New Haven, Connecticut.

In 2011 I visited New Haven and took pictures of his gravestone. In May 2012 my oldest daughter Nancy Ann escorted me to England and France. We visited Rattlesden and I took some pictures of the Captain's baptismal font.

Why is the old prune picker living in Ruston, Louisiana?

In 2006 my wife Jackie was in poor health. Jackie had kidney failure and was on dialysis. She had heart problems for some time with A-fib. She had fallen and broken her hip. She had broken ribs and vertebra just moving around normally. My family thought that I needed help caring for Jackie. My daughter Kerry and her husband John offered to park our trailer in their backyard in Ruston and help. Jackie and I accepted their kind offer. My daughter Nancy accompanied Jackie in an airplane flight from the Olympic Peninsula in Washington to Ruston. My son Mike took time off to help me pull our trailer for five long days to our new home. We were and are grateful. We enjoyed our new home very much.

Unfortunately and sadly, Jackie passed away in six months. I had sold our truck and was permanently parked. I was ready to give up full time RVing anyway. It is very pleasant in Ruston and I am close to family. So that is why I have been living in Ruston, Louisiana since October 2006.