Tag: Jim Edwards

Sweet Lorane Community News, May 16, 2019

Fern Ridge Review
Creswell Chronicle
Sweet Lorane Community News
May 16, 2019
By Pat Edwards

Yesterday, I was considering asking my editors, Pam and Erin, if I could take a 2-week hiatus from writing my column. I have reported all of the upcoming events and happenings in Lorane and Crow that I’m aware of in previous columns. My focus, right now, is so centered on our personal lives, that I haven’t tried to seek out any other news. But, there seems to be quite a bit of interest recently from my readers about what’s happening with our situation that I thought I’d at least give you an update this week.

First of all, we learned last week from Jim’s orthopedic doctor that his recent pelvic fracture that he’s been recovering from turned out to be three fractures—not just one—according to the most recent x-ray at his follow-up appointment. I am so proud of how well he has dealt with it throughout the last couple of months of healing… despite having to put up with a tyrannical wife/caretaker and some very bossy daughters. He hasn’t had a chance to misbehave. It’s meant so much to both of us to be surrounded by family who have always been willing to take an active part in our lives… even from afar.

Washington DCThis week is especially hectic. We’re working around Jim’s mobility issues and putting aside some medical issues I’ll have to deal with on our return as Jim and I and my sister and brother-in-law, Barbara and Dwight Isborn, are preparing to embark on an exciting vacation to Washington, D.C. and the things we’ve always wanted to see first hand. We’ll spend four days there. Then, we’ll visit Mt. Vernon, Yorktown, Williamsburg, Jamestown, Monticello, Staunton, Richmond, the Shenandoah Valley, Harper’s Ferry, Gettysburg, and the Valley Forge National Park. On our 11th day, we’ll fly home from Philadelphia where we’ll also have a chance to see the Liberty Bell.

FlagI’ve always been a patriot, even as a child, and despite the current political situation, we are all looking forward to seeing the national monuments, the centers of government and the national treasures as well as honoring the veterans that the war memorials represent. I want to immerse myself in the history that I’ve read about. I will especially enjoy stepping back into the 1700s in Williamsburg where the whole town is a live re-enactment of the colonial days.

Thank goodness for family, a reliable house-sitter and a great line-up of store employees to hold down the fort while we are gone.

I probably will have to forego my column next week, but I’ll have lots to tell you about when we get back.

Sweet Lorane Community News, March 28, 2019

Fern Ridge Review
Creswell Chronicle
Sweet Lorane Community News
March 28, 2019
By Pat Edwards

Last week, I wrote about Jim’s and my lifestyle adjustments while we were forced to function with one car. During that time, he was working through some mobility issues caused by tendonitis in his hip, and those issues were compounded immensely last week when, unbeknownst to me, he fell at our store. The cortisone shot he had the day before had relieved the tendonitis pain considerably, but the next day, I noticed that he was limping again even worse than before. He assured me that he had just done too much and had pulled a muscle. By the weekend, however, I learned of his falls. Even though we went to have dinner and play bingo at the Lorane Grange as he wanted, I knew that we needed to get him checked out. The next morning, we made a trip to the RiverBend ER. Diagnosis: a broken rib and a fractured pelvis.

Let me tell those of you who don’t know him well a little bit about Jim. All of our almost-55 years of marriage, he has been a maverick and a Superman. I can count on one hand the number of times I remember him having a cold or flu. The only “down” times he’s had are due to injuries, which have been varied and many, and worn-out parts. Until he had his first hip replacement, he ran 8 miles a day in all kinds of weather, and even completed the Portland Marathon one year. For the past 41+ years, he has worked 7 days a week at our store—the Lorane Family Store—closing only on Christmas Day, although in recent years he has cut his hours considerably. He served the Crow-Applegate-Lorane School Board for over 10 years while our children were in school.

Harper and Grandpa

He is the most obstinate, loving, hard-working, proud man I have ever known. He fiercely loves his family and has provided for us well, but when he needs help, he is a challenge. These past two weeks have tested each of us as we work through negotiations about how we can get him healed without further falls and stress on the fractures which have both been declared stable and should heal on their own.

With the help of the rest of our family and the prayers from so many friends, we are working through this process of healing and I am so very proud of this man who is trying so hard to work with us. It’s definitely not an easy thing for him, but he will always be my Superman.


Reminders of local calendar events:

  • Monday, April 1: Earl Ford’s Memorial Service at Lane Memorial Gardens & Funeral Home, 5300 W. 11th Ave, Eugene, beginning at 11:00 a.m.
  • Sunday, April 7: Rural Art Center/Lorane Grange-sponsored Community Talent Show, beginning at 3:00 p.m. at the Lorane Grange.
  • Sunday, April 14: “The Living Last Supper” beginning at 11:00 a.m. at the Lorane Christian Church

Sweet Lorane Community News, August 23, 2018

Fern Ridge Review
Creswell Chronicle
Sweet Lorane Community News
August 23, 2018
By Pat Edwards

Where did August go? Can anyone tell me how it rushed by so quickly? Kids are getting ready to head back to school, our coaching family members are already into daily doubles with their teams and the UO Ducks are talking about their first home game. Despite the heat during the day, I’ve been feeling a bit of fall in the air in the early mornings, too. I’m not looking forward to the winter rains, but a heavy rain right now would be nice to clear the air of the awful smoke we’ve been breathing and maybe turn the tide on the containment of so many wildfires burning throughout the west. It would be especially nice to be able to mow lawns again, too.

For our family, there’s a lot to look forward to this fall and winter… and spring. We have three great-grandbabies on the way—one in October, one in early December and the third in the spring. That is so exciting for all of us!

I’ve had a tradition of making felt Christmas stockings for each of our grandchildren and, now, great-grandchildren, so I really have my work cut out for me this year. I use the kits which force me to carefully follow directions—cutting out all sizes and colors of felt pieces, embroidering and sequining many of them, and then stuffing and appliqueing them in layers to make brightly-colored keepsake stockings. Because I usually only work on them in the evenings while keeping Jim company in the TV room, each one usually takes me about 3 months to complete. So, I’ve got to hustle this year. Fortunately, October’s is just about done.

Jim and I spent a really nice day at the coast this past week. We don’t frequently get out just to do something spontaneous without having a specific destination in mind. His mobility is such that he’s not comfortable walking on the beach or taking hikes on scenic trails, and he never wants to go shopping or to movies, so we’re a bit limited in what we can do for short “adventures.” Besides, Jim has always been a bit of a party-pooper when it comes to agreeing to do impromptu things that I consider fun. We usually end up at one of the nearby casinos to spend an hour or two, either leaving what we plan to spend or actually bringing home a bit more than we took.

Now that I’ve begun taking on most of our driving duties, though, I feel a bit liberated in where we go and what we do when we get there. This week, we sailed right on past Three Rivers and I headed for Driftwood Shores on Heceta Beach where we have stayed quite often in our younger years. Since neither of us had yet had lunch, so we stopped at the Surfside and sat, while waiting for our order, and watched the dozens of people on the beach… walking or playing fetch with their dogs, flying kites which seemed to be taking a lot of nose-dives that day, building sand castles and just enjoying a somewhat cool and windy day at the coast. The service that day was actually awful… long waits for food… but it gave us an opportunity to relax, talk and enjoy the two hours we were there.
Our next stop was going to be at Sand Dune Frontier to play some miniature golf or maybe even take a sand dune buggy ride, but we decided to leave those for our next trip when it was not quite so windy and a bit warmer.

Our short stay at Three Rivers on the way home lasted only about an hour and a half and we both were able to make the $20 that we had each decided to spend, grow considerably.

I loved the fact that multiple times—on the way home, that evening, and the next day—Jim mentioned over and over what a good time we had…