Dude. What’s tha story?

We haven’t done a “story” post since January, so we thought it was time to get our buddy “Bills” his “story pic fix”. They’re always fun. Hope you like ’em!

From David:
Lots going on around here. Ben and the kids are excited about the start of school – and it’s a very busy time of year business-wise for Keon and me. All of us have laid in a big supply of hand sanitizer, tp, paper towels, etc. so we appreciate the storage space our “cave” provides. I swear, it looks like the paper goods area at Costco 🙂
Raef and Chad have been busy cutting firewood and now each of our cabins is stocked for the winter. It’s hard work, but it’s been fun helping them.
Last week, Jim, Carol and Ben took the kids “blackberry picking.” Because of the briars, they all wore jeans, long-sleeve shirts and sweat bands (it was hot). They were a “hoot” so we took about a hundred pics of them for their memory books. Chiggers are always a problem so we were going to soak them down with “deet,” but Carol insisted on sprinkling everyone’s sox, underwear bands and any other tight places with sulfa powder instead. She said “I just don’t trust all those damn chemicals.” The sulfa powder sure worked because no one got a single chigger bite!
Everyone was here for the Labor Day holiday. It’s always fun having the “grands” here with us. We spent lots of time out on the lake swimming, skiing and wake boarding. It makes us kind of sad to think it won’t be long before we have to store the boats for winter. I used our smoker and made six slabs of baby back ribs plus a bunch of beef brisket, It was amazing – if I do say so myself. Carol made two huge blackberry cobblers and Jim and the kids made hand crank ice cream. It was WONDERFUL!
This is getting long, so I’ll turn it over to Ben now. Be well and good to yourself and others. xoxo David
From Ben:
Well, we’re finally back-to-school and we’re all “pumped” to be back in the classroom. I’ve done first-quarter lesson planning for the K.C. campus as well as our little school down here. A few weeks ago, “Dr. C” asked me to get in touch with the parents of all the K.C. kids to assure them about on-line learning. I said “Isn’t that the principal’s job?” He said, “Ben, the parents have confidence in you so a phone call or “zoom” would be most helpful. SO… I’ve talked or zoomed with almost every K.C. parent. It was a HUGE job but I understand their concern and was happy to do it.
Chad has been helping with teaching ever since we started down here. He almost has a “liberal arts” degree so we did the paperwork and got him certified as a “paraprofessional.” I talked with “Dr C” and he agreed the school would pay him the going rate for teaching assistants. It’s not a lot of money but he was really pleased. I’m glad to know he’ll be here and up-to-speed in case I should get sick or something.
“Janette” is going to spend a couple of hours every Tuesday teaching them French. She loves working with the kids and I’m pretty sure they’ll all be trilingual someday.
One other thing about school. Last month, I got a call from our Minister in K.C. asking how were doing down here at the lake. We talked for a long time… then he mentioned a recently retired lady he knows who lives in Branson and is a serious “potter.” He said she’s a lovely person and has won a number of awards for her work. He wanted to know if I’d have any interest in having her teach the kids pottery. Long story short, I’ve met with her twice – and have bought pottery wheels and all the necessary supplies. She’ll be coming each Friday afternoon to teach them (and Chad and me) how to “throw a pot.”
So that’s what’s happening down here. We’re all happy about our move to the Lake and are confident about the relative safety of our little “pandemic pod.” We hope all of you are well and happy… and surviving the pandemic and political madness.
xoxo Ben

Dude. What’s the story?

It’s been a couple of month since we gave Bill a “story post-fix”, so we figured it was time for another. Love watching these dudes doing whatever it is they’re doing!

Dude. What’s the story?

I’m going to tell you about something that happened last weekend. I’m not going to try to explain it because neither Ben nor I can explain it. It’s just “Dub being Dub” and it just “is what it is”.
Saturday morning about 10:30, Chad called to tell us “Bud” (their Brittany Spaniel) was missing. He’d been in his outdoor pen and when Raef went to get him he wasn’t there. The gate was shut and he checked to make sure he hadn’t dug out (he can’t). He was just gone. He thought maybe some of the neighborhood kids might have let him out (not likely) or worse, that some “asshole who wanted a bird dog to take hunting” might have stolen him. Obviously they were very upset. Within an hour, the entire Northland gang was at Chad and Raef’s looking for him. Some of us were walking the neighborhood and others were driving all over the area looking. About 2 o’clock, Keon went to Culvers for sandwiches and we ate quickly and continued looking. That’s when Dub told Ben and me we needed to go get “Buzz” He said “He can find him.” We were skeptical, but Dub insisted so Ben took him over to our house to get Buzz. When they got back, Dub took him to Bud’s crate to let him poke around – then took him out to the pen and let him run around sniffing. Then he sat down cross-legged with him in the pen and talked to him before they set off walking the neighborhood looking. About a half hour later, Dub came back but didn’t have Buzz with him. I said “Where’s Buzz?” He said “I turned him loose so he could go find him.” I said “Dub, I don’t think you should have done that.” Dub said, “Dad, he’s Unca Chad’s dog. I had to. Besides, he knows his way home.”
So, we all kept looking and put up “lost dog” posters with Bud’s picture and our phone numbers all over the area. Finally, about six o’clock it was too dark to keep looking, so we came home. When we got here, Dub fixed Bebe’s dinner while I made a salad and some pizzas and Ben stayed on the phone with our friends. While we were eating, we tried to keep a conversation going, but Dub wasn’t talking and just kept pushing his salad around in the bowl. We knew he was worried about the dogs but he wasn’t talking so we didn’t push it. As Ben and I were finishing dinner, Dub jumped straight up out of his chair and ran to the door yelling “They’re coming. They’re coming.” Ben and I (and Bebe) joined him on the front porch but there was so sign of Buzz and Bud. We just stood there waiting and Dub kept saying “They’re coming.” And, sure enough, after about five minutes, we saw them running across the yards toward us. Dub went running out and dropped to his knees and kept hugging Buzz and saying “Good boy. Good boy.”
Both dogs were covered in mud and “stick-tights” and they smelled really awful so Ben and Dub took them straight to the tub while I called Chad to tell them the dogs were home. He and Raef got here in about ten minutes.
As I said, we can’t explain what happened. We have no idea where Bud was or how Buzz found him. All we can say is we’re glad the dogs are back home… and once again, Ben and I are without words to describe our amazing son!