Monday, June 28, 2010

I LOVE to....

I know this is going to sound absolutely crazy. I LOVE to officiate volleyball. Really...It's true. I'm refereeing summer volleyball tomorrow night again and it's just summer league - nothing too earth-shattering. I enjoy seeing the coaches I have officiated for during the past years. I like to visit with them; see how they think their season will go; see how their summer workouts have progressed. We're very early in the mix of things. There is a lot to be decided.

Players practice to get better in the off season . As odd as it may seem officials do the same thing! I re-read my rule books. I look at the rule changes for the new season. I try to talk with coaches and fans and let them know what will be different. I try to challenge myself with interpretations - try to think how I would answer the question, "What was that call for?" in a quick and concise way.

I just LOVE this sport! I know people think officials are crazy or are terribly egotistical. I don't think so. I know you're gonna yell at me because you either don't understand the rule or you didn't see it the way I did. That's okay. I don't see everything the way you see it either, BUT I don't yell back at you.

I just ask that fans become better versed in rules. Ask someone what the hand signals mean. Ask about the intricacies of the sport. We're always glad to explain.

The picture is of my officiating last fall at the Illinois State Tournament. Here's the critique - hands too high. Bring your arms down, Julie! Something to remember to work on for summer 2010 prior to the fall season.

It's a never ending process of learning. Time to do some reading on the NFHS website on rules!
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Sunday, June 27, 2010

Not to be left out!

Didn't want to leave out our daughter, Leigh. She's busy helping out at the Heritage Days Parade with McDonough VIBE! It stands for Volunteers Interested in Benefitting Everyone!
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Out in the pasture

Just a quick photo taken off the fence line near the pasture. Beautiful!
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Picture this!

Pretty darn good looking family!

From left to right: My husband, Steve Terstriep
My son, Erik Terstriep,
My mom, Sharon Chenoweth and
My dad, Dean Chenoweth outside Mom and Dad's back door.

Magnolias were in bloom!
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Hall of Fame - who is in yours?


Unfortunate news came on May 3rd in the late afternoon. Herschel Tribbey, one of our landlords had passed that day. . Last year about this time another dear older friend, Lawrence Patrick, passed away. In March 2008, another landlord and wonderful gentleman, Dr. Olin A. Dively, passed away. Something about springtime and passing on.

These three men represent a few of the people in my personal "Hall of Fame". All three were fortunante to have lived long lives - been blessed with wonderful families - given the wisdom of age - gentle in nature.

They all three were very special to our family. Dr. Olin A. Dively gave us our first opportunity to farm. Way back in 1982, two kids in their twenties were given the opportunity to farm his farm near Industry, IL. There was a lot we didn't know, but he was patient and trusted our judgement. He offered insight into all things from the farm using his medical doctor background, and when our first child was born early, he was at the hospital, checked on him personally and said, "He's gonna be fine!" A lifetime thirst for knowledge lead him to read many, many farm magazines and consider the science they were putting forward. He'd suggest, discuss, and then let you go with what you thought was right. He challenged your thinking. I remember him as a wonderful gentleman that everyone loved. He didn't retire from doctoring until he was in his 80s. He lived to the ripe old age of 102!

I came to know Lawrence Patrick as a young 4-H'er. His wife, Catherine, was a wonderful seamstress and I recall her help and assistance on those projects that befuddled me! Lawrence is also in my Hall of Fame. He was a happy person who LOVED his cattle. Also had a very strong work ethic. Always out on the farm - hauling cattle - hauling hogs - interested in the kids and, if they were willing to listen, would have some marvelous stories. He was such a joyous, happy person to be around. Steve told Erik (our son) at a very young age, "When you ride along hauling cattle, just get him started talking and sit back and learn." What GREAT advice. Erik was honored beyond words to be asked to serve as a pallbearer for this 95 year old. Lawrence had those beautiful ornery blue eyes that sparkled and laughed. He enjoyed seeing the kids and visiting with them about their 4-H projects or about Erik's latest cattle purchase. He told me stories about the house they lived in and watching his father build it. He remembered his own father selecting each individual piece of wood to make sure it was good enough to be put into their home. He had wisdom beyond the ages and his humble manner and good nature are missed sorely.

Which brings us to 2010 and the next person I added to my Hall of Fame. I met Herschel Tribbey back in the mid-1980's as a young mother going to purchase a new car. He seemed like a straight shooter and yet kind of enjoyed teasing a little. He was kind of quiet, but that shouldn't have fooled anyone. He had so many interests and knowledge and history, he could have started talking and probably never quit if he wanted. We later were fortunate enough to rent some land from him to farm. He enjoyed riding along in the equipment and visiting with Steve. They had good debates on politics, current events, practices in farming. He was a kind of renaissance man - He had served in the military in World War II in the Pacific, had come home and started a farmily. He started a dairy, John Deere dealership and added Pontiac cars later. He had a whole orchard of peaches, honeybees, etc. He enjoyed refinishing furniture, caning chairs and he and his wife built a new house later in life. He was always great to visit with our children. Erik enjoyed shared times in tractors, trucks and combines and hearing what he had to share. He made it to his 90th birthday and then passed on.

All three of these men were gentle souls. They were genuinely interested in people, their families, life long learning. They had a certain quiet confidence that drew you to them, yet always there to acknowledge others. I know we will never know all the stories of them that we could have, but I'm thankful for what they did share.

Their work ethic was beyong reproach and something to emulate.

They are all three missed and will always be in my Hall of Fame. Who is in yours? What attributes do they have that causes you to want to be like them? Think about it today.

Parades!

This photo comes from an old Western Illinois University Homecoming Parade - probably back in the late 1950's. My dad, Dean Chenoweth, took this slide and I transferred it to a picture a couple of years ago.

It's fun to look real hard to figure out where the different store fronts were in this photo. I believe it is from the northwest corner of the Macomb, IL square looking south. Look at all the people watching!

My mom LOVES parades! Both Mom and Dad are very patriotic - really all the family is - and they are ALWAYS certain to stand with their hands over their hearts, hats removed, while the American Flag passes by.

Seems like parades aren't as popular anymore. Why is that? I guess in our hectic, fast-paced days if we can't put the parade on our Ipod Touches, we don't want to watch it live. It's kind of like a baseball game - great stuff but takes a long time to appreciate. Make sure you bring a companion with you to visit with!

Makes you wonder what will pictures of today's parades look like? Empty? Too bad. There is something about calliope music, flags waving, precision marching bands, handmade floats, and people dressed up in funny garb that makes you appreciate a parade.

It's something we hold on to from the old days....Let's not totally lose ALL our parades. Where would politicians go to kiss babies?
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Thursday, June 3, 2010

They all bring a tear to my eye....

Sports today brought tears to my eyes on three different fronts:

1.  Former UCLA Basketball Coach John Wooden (99) is gravely ill.  Those words alone bring tears to my eyes.  What a classy individual.  His leadership development has been studied by so many individuals.  What a treasure.  He so loved his wife, Nell, who has gone on already.  I'm sure she's waiting for their reunion.  We can't afford to lose another Great American Hero, but we can't be so selfish as to not allow him to see Nell again.  Definitely one of my own personal heroes.

2.  I've been to a lot of different championship events in junior high level, high school level and college level.  In NCAA series, it has been the Volleyball Final Four and Baseball College World Series - both actually were held in Omaha when I attended.  Watched a special presentation on the CWS tonight.  It is so true that anyone who has gone, is NEVER the same.  There is something special about Rosenblatt, Omaha, and the neighborhood surrounding the stadium.  The people are special, the players excited about being there.  It IS an experience never to forget. Made me want to run out and find a way to go again this year!  It is THE BEST Championship in NCAA...brought tears to my eyes just thinking how much fun we had.

3.  Tears to not only my eyes, but to their eyes today...Umpire Jim Joyce and MLB Detroit Tigers Pitcher Armando Galarrago.  Who classy was it the way they both handled the Perfect Game - Not Quite Perfect Game scenario.  Joyce owned up to his error.  He said I messed it up.  Galarrago said we need to go on.  It's over.  In my heart it was perfect.  When Galarrago presented the lineup to Joyce in the game today, Joyce teared up...I teared up when I heard about it.  He commended Galarrago about his classy sportsmanship and they way he handled it.  I commend them both.  THANK YOU for showing everyone how to handle something disappointing in a classy manner!