Tag: Groundwaters

Sweet Lorane Community News, November 8, 2018

Fern Ridge Review
Creswell Chronicle
Sweet Lorane Community News
November 8, 2018
By Pat Edwards

My brother, Jim Burnett Sr., aka Jimminy Cricket in Groundwaters, is dying. He’s in the end stages of terminal esophageal cancer and has been told he has only a short time remaining.

Yesterday, my sister Barbara (I call her B.J.) and I drove to Vancouver where Jim and his wife Jonni currently live, to spend some time with him. He is no longer able to eat or even swallow and has not eaten anything considered “food” in about 2 weeks. He’s been existing on ice chips and up until yesterday, occasional sips of warm tea. Yesterday, the tea would no longer go down.

Despite all of that, we spent those seven hours talking, laughing, crying and sharing portions of our lives together that we have either kept hidden or have just not shared until now. Most of the talking was done by Jimmy. He seemed to need to open up and talk about his life and the parts of it that he has carried with him during his 81 years… his blessings, his regrets, his feelings of inadequacy, his proud moments, his sorrows and above all, his love for us, his family, and the many friends he has gathered over the years.

He talked about his frustration that none of us get a chance to take part in our own celebrations of life, and how he is reaching out to as many of his special people as possible via phone calls and emails to touch upon these special relationships one more time. He showed us pages of printed email messages that have begun to pour in to him from former co-workers, people whose lives he touched as a minister, and others he has not seen for some time. He sent them messages, telling them how each has touched his life in special ways and, in essence, to say goodbye.

Jim shared with us not only his acceptance, and even, excitement, of the journey he is about to take—“It’s time to set out on a new adventure.”— but also admitted to his nervousness about the actual process of dying.

Next Tuesday, he will be moving into a beautiful hospice center located close to his and Jonni’s home in Vancouver where he will be lovingly attended to until he is called home.
Just before B.J. and I wrapped ourselves in his wonderful hugs and said our “See you laters!”— not “Goodbyes”—he began to ask me to send word to our Groundwaters family of his great appreciation for the experiences that Groundwaters has given him over the years. While trying to get the words out, he broke into tears. Taking on the persona of Jimminy Cricket in the “Philosopher’s Corner” of each quarterly magazine and now the annual anthologies gave him a voice and a connection to each of you that he has long carried in his heart.

The only gift I brought to him yesterday, besides my presence, was the newly published 2018 Groundwaters anthology which he lovingly looked through as soon as I presented it to him.

I know that he would love to hear from any of you in a message sent to his email address of dadburnett13@gmail.com. In that way he can feel that he is participating in his own celebration of life.

Thank you all for your kind words to me and the concern that you have shown for his well-being. He’s in good hands.

Godspeed, Jimminy Cricket—Jim Burnett Sr.—my brother!

Sweet Lorane Community News, June 14, 2018

I’m writing this column on Thursday afternoon, June 14. My sister, Barbara Isborn (who I’ve always called “B.J.”) and I just returned from an overnight stay in Newport, Oregon to visit with our brother, Jim Burnett, Sr. He was vacationing there with his wife Jonni for three days between chemotherapy treatments. Some of you who were fans of the Groundwaters magazine, might remember him as “Jimminy Cricket.” He wrote the “Philosopher’s Corner” feature.

Jim at NewportIt was a gorgeous day on the Oregon Coast. The sun was out, the wind was light and the temperature was in the low 70s.

When we first arrived, B.J. and I visited with Jim and Jonni for a short while until Jim had to lie down for a nap, so we headed out to take a walk on a beautiful beach within walking distance of our motel where we could see the Yaquina Bay Lighthouse sitting on a distant bluff. The high-tide line on the beach was covered by millions of what we learned were a delicate type of jellyfish called “By-the-Wind Sailors.” They were an electric blue in color with transparent, rounded “sails” sticking up in the air. They live on the surface of the water and are taken wherever the wind blows them. High tide yesterday brought them to Newport.

By-the-Wind Sailor

By-the-Wind Sailor

We walked south to the jetty and then headed back, racking up about 2.5 miles or more (according to B.J.’s Fit-Bit).

The four of us then spent the evening over a 2-hour dinner at the Shilo Inn restaurant which overlooked the beach we had walked on.

It was a special time… one of sharing our memories as children, the good times and the not so good, but mostly the funny, and sometimes awful things we did as kids… like roasting apples over our Halloween jack-o-lanterns, and taste-testing our sweet collie, Ginger’s “Gro-Pup” ribbon-like dog food. We quizzed each other about details of our grandparents’ ranch that was located on Powell Road, between Lorane and Crow, that only Jim was old enough to remember well… and we expressed our sadness that there was no one left who could provide us the answers.

Jimmy & Jonni at Newport

Jim and Jonni Burnett

Jim’s cancer is Stage 4 and he has just finished his first round of chemo and will begin his second on Monday. The outlook for him, at 80 years of age, is not good, but he wore a calm serenity during our whole visit as the sun shone on us through those panoramic windows of the restaurant last night. As expected, he was still sleeping when we left the motel this morning. We had said our good-byes the night before. They planned to spend another night in Newport and then head home to Vancouver the next day and we hope to make another trip to see them soon.

I will long cherish the memories we made yesterday and know that whatever happens with his treatment, those memories will forever bind us together and define our love and respect for each other as siblings. Godspeed, Jimmy!

I’ll update everyone on the upcoming summer events planned for both Lorane and Crow in my next column. I want to dedicate this one to brothers and sisters everywhere, but especially to my own.

In the meantime, I hope that each of you has a wonderful summer planned.

Sweet Lorane Community News, October 19, 2017

Fern Ridge Review
Creswell Chronicle
Sweet Lorane Community News
October 19, 2017
By Pat Edwards

Happy Autumn all! This is when I miss the days of cuddling around a warm fireplace or woodstove with a hot mug of coffee or cocoa. Don’t get me wrong… I love our heat pump, but there’s just something about the comfort of sitting on the raised hearth of our old fireplace and soaking up the heat in the evenings…

This is the time of year to celebrate our harvests… much of the canning and freezing has been done for those who still raise their own gardens and preserve their own produce. I kept my grandmother’s old pressure cooker going all through the late summer and early fall for a couple of decades when our kids were growing up. I always had a huge garden, but these days we enjoy the limited amount of fruits and veggies we plant fresh off the vine and donate extra to the Lorane Grower’s Market. Home canned vegetables, especially, are so much better than store-bought, but my back no longer allows me to stand at and lean over a kitchen sink for long periods, so we either eat fresh or bring home canned from the store.

I love the fact that the new group, Lorane Community Cares, is focusing on community gardens and canning and preservation clinics to work together and learn how to prepare and process the produce to donate to local food banks. Their first 3-day clinic was held this past weekend. Hopefully, I can report on its success in next week’s column.

Margie McNutt, an extremely talented kiln-formed, fused glass artist, in Lorane is offering to set up classes at her home studio on Cottage Grove-Lorane Road. If you would like to learn how to design and make your own creations for yourself or as a special gift for someone else, the 5-week course will be from 6:30 to 9:00 p.m. Schedule, TBA. The classes will go for 5 weeks with firings to complete two projects of your choice. If you’d like to see some of the work she has done, go to her Facebook page at MargieMcNuttGlass. For further details, call 541-942-7471.

The Lorane Grange is having “a baked potato bar dinner with just about any trimmings you might think of” night followed by family bingo on Friday, October 27 beginning at 5:30 p.m.

I personally would like to invite everyone who enjoys reading stories and poetry written by local writers to join us at the Groundwaters annual Groundwaters LIVE! It’s a celebration of the completion of our 3rd annual Groundwaters 2017: An Anthology which showcases 62 authors and poets. The event will take place on Sunday, October 29 at 2:00 p.m. at the Applegate Regional Theater (ART) on the corners of Central and Fleck Roads north of Crow. Ten of our contributors will be giving 5-minute readings of their work. Refreshments will be served and books will be available.

Lorane and Crow have a large representation in this year’s book. Jennifer Buchholz of Lorane provided the beautiful cover photo and Katarina Digman of Lorane provided the painting on the back cover. Norm Maxwell is represented in the book by three of his popular stories; Stanley Buck provides three stories, one of which is called “Carpenters By-Pass 1950.” A new contributor, Michael Matchulat of Lorane has written a moving story about his battle with Stage IV colon cancer; and always popular, Millie Graves from Crow, her son Dana, as well as numerous others from the West Lane area and Creswell who are also included. We hope to see a large attendance on the 29th.

Don’t forget! The annual Fall Harvest Festival will be held on October 28 from 6:00 to 8:30 p.m. at the Applegate Elementary School.