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From Wendy Emery

November 4, 2012

This is our Sunday School class--in all our stiff looking dresses--not a smile among us--we look scared  for some reason. My house was at the bottom of a little hill and the Anglican Church at the the top across the street on the left corner. The Pentecostal Church was at the top of the hill on the same side of the street on the right corner.  When we were really little we occasionally would sneak into the Pentecostal services when we were supposed to be going to S S--it was great fun--we thought--because they would, I guess kind of yell/sing?, in retropsect-but they had all kinds of musical intruments that we could play during the service--great fun for a tiny kid. Like triangles and so forth. 

Once , when we were really tiny, we walked (she frequently spent the night with us as I did at her house) out of my house in nothing but our little white undershirts and I guess wandered in to town which was only a street over and the Catholic Church priest found us and returned us back to my Mom who needless to say was really surprised and not at all happy. We were so little and innocent but certainly seemed to get into trouble.

As I said before she was like a sister to me and we had way too much fun.

November 1, 2011

This is a picure of Sydney and Nora by a very big sunflower Noras favorite flower.

 

 

 

 

 

A spirit of love

October 31, 2011

I am Boots’ (as I called Nora) first cousin, Laura.   I visited Boots recently, the first time in years.  I was delighted to get to know her some again.   She had a lovely spirit of fun:  one day we went out for a walk, her in her wheelchair and me on my feet.  She said ‘where’s mah mud puddle?!”  and I could picture her jumping into a mud puddle and splashing water and mud everywhere.   She kept admiring things she could see out her window and saying ‘beautiful, beautiful’.  She carried our family’s love of the outdoors and I admire the work she did in Southlands Park.   I am glad she was my cousin!

October 29, 2011

One can't go to Southland Park without thinking of Nora.  I met Nora at the park when I took over the Parks Volunteer Ranger program.  We hit it off right away.  I think it was our mutual love of nature and our four legged friends.  Chase, Jimmy, Sage, Nora and I spent plenty of time together at SLP and it was durning that time that I developed a great respect for Nora.  It's not often you can say that someone has made a difference in thousands of strangers lives, but one can say that about Nora.  Her passion for SLP and its stewardship helped make the park what it is today-  a place where families connect with nature and dogs roam free. 

Nora will continue to be in my thoughts whenever I arrive at SLP to see dogs and people in such glee.

 

"Flowers" a poem by Sydney Ruskowsky

October 27, 2011

Blue, red, purple,

light and dark.

All shapes, all sizes, soft and bumpy,

colorful and not.

It is the way life works.

Picking and smelling the best of all,

put it in a vase!

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