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Wilma was way ahead of her timePosted Wednesday, March 30, 2011, at 3:53 PM
Back in the days when the internet was young and just a few adventurous souls around my hometown were experimenting with a new gadget called a personal computer, it wasn't the youthful ones that were throwing cash toward a Tandy or other PC.
That may surprise some, but I remember my friend Wilma McBride was the one on the cutting age way back when. Some might say Wilma has reached the age of great wisdom, and that's true, but Wilma is one of those people that is truly "forever young."
I'm almost positive that she was one of the first in the area to have her own little website. I think she understood the power of blogging before there were blogs, and the power of social networking before there was Facebook.
Wilma has long been a writing whiz and totally up on computers. And always a step ahead of me.
For awhile now, she's been doing something with her computer that she gave me permission to to share. It's neat and might be something readers would be interested in doing.
Wilma has been sending a mass email out to all of the members of her extended family -- it's a little email newsletter she calls the "Family Weekly" and it's such a treat to receive one.
In each issue, she tells a little story about someone, or shares her knowledge of family history, or includes a story about the old days written by her or another member of the family.
While compiling a family history in one book might seem like an overwhelming project, anyone could easily start sending out emails to their family just like this, saving and recording those bits and pieces as they come to mind, on no particular schedule, in no particular order, but written down for all to have. And rather than sit down to read one big book, it's nice to have these nostalgic reminders of family and memories pop up in the inbox every week.
Here's a sample of one of Wilma's recent newsletters:
Wilma's Family Weekly
Folks, Our FAMILY WEEKLY for today, Monday, March 21, 2011, deals with the "spring thaw."
These days, our streets and state roads have hard surfaces and have had for several generations, so most people have no idea how the spring thaw affected people back in the olden days when I was a child.
It could and did have historic consequences for my immediate family, the family of Bill and Myrtie Shouse. I'm sure we would all say, it was all for the better!! But if it weren't for the spring thaw we kids would have been growing up in Terre Haute instead of Worthington!! Worthington is so precious to us, it is hard to imagine, but it is true!!
Here is our story, revisited in honor of this year's spring thaw ...
About this time of the year in 1921 -- soon after the end of WW1 -- Dad Shouse decided to quit farming and move the family to Terre Haute. Several of Mom's close relatives on the Clark side had already left Greene Co. and settled there, with nice homes and jobs, and offered to help us do the same.
So Dad had a farm sale and gave up the rental farm and we were all set to take off when the spring thaw and rains made the road too soft and mushy for transporting us and our furniture and possessions all the way from Campbellsville to T.H.!!
So, no place to live, what to do!! They found a house in Worthington where they could "roost" for a few weeks!! Well, you know now how that turned out!!
Dad soon got a good job at O. L. Hoese's chicken plant, everyone really liked the house, Mildred and Martin were doing great in school (I was five and too young, but had a birthday in August, so started in September at "the little school house.") Cletis was a baby at that time (two or three years old).
So we stayed in that house at the northeast corner of Willie and Myra, until I was in the fourth grade. Doris and Betty were both born there. So that is the story about how our family ended up in Worthington instead of Terre Haute!!
Oh yes, Dad bought a Ford!! It was the Henry J touring car, open to the breezes -- with icing glass side curtains, but I don't recall that we ever put them on, but I suppose we did.
There was always a squabble about who had to sit in the back seat behind Dad -- he chewed tobacco, as we all know, and you can imagine what happened to the person behind him when he spit into the wind!! Ugh! I'm afraid I lost out quite often, as I recall!!
But having a Ford car was quite wonderful, and so was living in Worthington!!
Love to all,... Aunt Wilma March 21, 2011
Anna Rochelle is a staff writer at the Greene County Daily World and can be reached by calling the office at 812-847-4487 or by sending an email to firstname.lastname@example.org
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