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PAGE FOUR THE OBSIDIAN JULY--AUGUST 1954
A man too busy to find time to pray is indeed too busy. (DeBattista)
Our club received an interesting catalog of a line of dehydrated food and meals for hikers and campers. Any type of diet can be purchased as well as entire meals. The brand is sold locally by Frank's Marina on Willamette St.
The Natural History Society has prepared an interesting and scientific synopsis of the Three Sisters area telling of the flowers, trees, vegetation, bird life, animal life, along with a very complete bibliography. A copy may be obtained from Frances Newsom. This is reading that will well educate you about our "home" territory.
You have not fulfilled every duty unless you have fulfilled that of being pleasant.
In the repair department this past month, we've had Doris Sims with transmission and differential trouble and Earl Britton with burned out bearings. Neither of these good Obsidians however got repaired at Clarence's Springfield Motors, but at Sacred Heart Hospital. We all wish them well and hope that their repairs will find them well on the road to recovery.
And then there are the Weisers who say "Don't shoot anything on our farm that isn't moving, it may be the hired man."
Wasn't that a swell party the Obsidian Princesses threw for the Chiefs? Lots of good food in the Sims' beautiful yard, Many thanks from the Chiefs, gals.
About sixty people attended the grand "Bruckart Day" celebration at the Weisers! Mr, Bruckart was made an honorary Obsidian Chief - named "Green Tree". We were very happy to honor this fine Forest Service representative who has been such a fine friend of our club,
"Mr. & Mrs." Dale Carlson are back from their extended tour of the North and Southwest. Covered more than 5,000 miles, Dale says. Glad you folks had a safe journey, and we extend every good wish for your happy future.
They tell the story of Ernie Keasling at the time he made application for employment at the bank. "I'm sure I'll make good!" he told the official. "I've always liked money,"
Mae Beaman's car did a flip flop and dumped her into one of Albany's best ditches. A few days contemplating her bruises has convinced our Mae that she'd rather have a horse! Mt. Siyeh was never like this!
Did you know that our friend and member, Harold Trotter has a very complete shop where folks can buy or rent all types of climbing and hiking equipment? Harold calls it Trotter's Alpine Shop, and it's located at 258 E. 16th. Rentals run from Ice axes to pack sacks, from crampons to sleeping bags and boots. You can buy pitons-the pitons' brother & uncle-the works.
Overheard Frank Sipe on the trail Sunday making conversation with a newcomer. "I understand a scientist has discovered he can get milk out of a peanut." "My gosh! He must use a low stool" was the retort.
A recent visitor to Palo Alto called at the Faville home, learned that Dave was out to his singing lesson. Catherine said "yes, hers out having another scream test."
Are there not enough ladies in the Obsidian Club who are not Princesses, yet who would like to organize and help our good Club as our Chiefs & Princesses do? Ah-h Ha-a, I thought so.
The group would have a name, and undertake projects of a little different nature than the Chiefs & Princesses. They would help various committees, and just a number of different things to add to the needs of the club. With the new Clubhouse just around the corner, there are a hundred things coming to mind to which the Ladies of Obsidians could well lend a helping hand.
Roxie Waldorf would like you to give her a jingle on the telephone at 4-5302. She'll tell you all about a meeting place and take your suggestions about such an organization.
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