prune picker

This is the blog of a prune picker. (Native born Californian) Retired oilfield. I am an old man. I blog a lot about my body and getting old. As I approach death life gets more interesting. More interesting is not good. I still drive. I attend sports, music, and civic events. I am writing my memoirs. I attend swim class three times a week. Some of my blogs might be interesting. A lot of my blogs are silly and trivial. None are very long.

Friday, July 19, 2013

Flowers around John and Kerry's home.

I am so glad that I get to live here. Thank you, John and Kerry!






So that is where honey comes from.


This is a small sample. I will keep looking.

Tonight is the eve of my 88th birthday. I will be 88 tomorrow on July 20, 2013.

Thursday, July 18, 2013

Happy 88th at Jefferson Corner.


Birthday Party at 5 am. I even had a choir sing Happy Birthday! I enjoyed my party. Thank you Rhonda for the cake. My Birthday is actually  Saturday, June 20. This is an early party of two parties.


Rhonda and Dot. 


Cookie and Bubba.


Cookie. Dot, Rhonda, Bubba, Tommy, and Farley.



Nolan, Dot, LC, Rhonda, Bubba, Tommy, and John.


Richard Wayne Howard. (Lizard)


Skip. Highest ranking Parish official present.


Roger.


Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Appreciation Supper

Some dozen or so Northeast Louisiana Councils on Aging, including the  Lincoln Council on Aging invited the local members of the Louisiana State Legislature to a posh supper at the Monroe Senior Center. The dinner was intended to show appreciation to the legislators for their work on behalf of senior citizens. I attended and got to sit with Michelle Wright, who is the Director of the Lincoln Council on Aging.


Oh Boy. Good food.


Michelle and the old prune picker.


The Directors


The Legislators.





Some of the speakers.


Photographer at work.





Tuesday, July 16, 2013

The fresno and my Dad.

I can remember watching my Dad excavate for the basement of a church in Pomona with his team of horses and a fresno excavator. The fresno excavator was developed and patented in Fresno, California. I am sure that you agree that the earth moving equipment of today is a huge improvement. It happened in my lifetime.

There were larger fresnos that required teams of four or six horses.


The high point of my Dad's working career is when he obtained a team of horses and worked them in the orange orchards in the Pomona Valley in the twenties..

I remember the team. They were named Bert and Beck. I can remember chewing on the rolled oats. There is better food for a little boy!

My Dad, Charles Abner Monson, worked with horses from his birth in Kentucky, 20 years in Kansas on his Uncle's farm, and many years as a farmhand in Southern California. He was a teamster when teamsters worked with horses.


Monday, July 15, 2013

New Orleans Silver of the 19th Century.

Yesterday I attended the meeting of the Northeast Louisiana  Genealogical and Historical Society. Corey Turner Mackie gave a talk on New Orleans Silver in the 19th Century. There was a large attendance and her talk was well received. It was mostly over my head. I do not know much about the history of silverware. I know a lot more after listening to Corey.








Sunday, July 14, 2013

Fox Fans


Some of us are not paying attention. Belle and Carmel are a lot of company.

Bluegrass Club Meeting in Arcadia.

I went to the North Louisiana Bluegrass Club monthly meeting yesterday. Enjoyed the music, a potluck dinner, and clog dancing. A friend from my water exercise class went with me. We enjoyed the music and had a great visit. I enjoyed her company.




Clog dancing.



The clogger worked up a sweat.



This man gave a patriotic reading from memory. Very impressive and touching.



Miss Thigpen and the old prune picker.


This touching monument is located behind the museum which is in the rear of the Arcadia Train Depot where the Bluegrass Club meets. I plan to visit the museum and post a blog about it.



Saturday, July 13, 2013

Ruston Farmer's Market. Saturday, July 13, 2013.

Pretty morning, a lady singing. and good looking produce on display. Even some sausages.




All kinds of sausage.





She sings pretty.


Blueberries.


JD Harper, I call him Mister Flag, was in a flag booth naturally.


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