Norma's Wanderings around a small section of Montana |
Well, hey there! Welcome to Roundup, Montana! If it's a nice day, we'll sit a spell on my porch and talk awhile. A poem captured my attention the other day. Even in our sleep, pain which cannot forget Falls drop by drop upon the heart, Until, in our own despair, Against our will, Comes wisdom Through the awful grace of God. Aeschylus What's on your mind today? |
On Monday night I was traveling back from Musselshell, 20 miles east of Roundup. Musselshell used to be a little burg, a stop on the train line that went through this part of Montana. It had a hotel, churches. a school. a post office. Everything you need for a little tiny town. Now it's just a gathering of folks. But it still has a post office. About 40 serviced out of there. But some are ranches and farms 30 miles away. And the school is still there. And there is one little church still holding on. I go to Musselshell for the Illustrious Musselshell Players - a community theater group. I've had the pleasure of acting with them for 6 years now. Once a year we produce a play, usually a comedy, for the county. Musselshell School is now maintained, lovingly, as a gathering spot. It has a real theater, a gymnasium and a kitchen worthy of a restaurant. Anyway, Monday, we were on the way back to Roundup after play practice. The clouds gathered as we ran lines, did our blocking on stage. The sky in the west was a black as I've ever seen it. Then the electricity kept going on and off. So we decided, okay, time to go. I carpool to practice with 3 others. We headed down the road. About 15 miles from Roundup we got hit with a horrendous hail storm. Melissa, the driver of this big Lincoln Navigator, decided to pull off the road. Good decision. We sat for about a half hour as the hail rained down on us. Hail and rain. Buckets of both. Mercy sakes. But finally it eased up. As we drove home, the water was amazing. On the road, on the fields, waterfalls from the hills into the fields, overflowing creeks. Even with that big heavy vehicle we hydroplaned all the way. Water had receded by the time we made it to Roundup proper. But today I saw a photo from a friend. This is Main Street - near Rt 12 (where we traveled) , Conoco gas station and the IGA grocery store. Click on the image to get the full effect. We got 2 inches of rain in about 45 minutes.
What a storm. It's been a crazy summer. The hills are still green on July 30. Unreal. |
I just passed the 20 year anniversary here at WDC. Mercy - has it been that long??? Thanks for all the well wishes. I appreciate each and every one. So many changes in my life and on this site. We went from full-time rovers, where I first found this wonderful group, to full-time residents in a small town and homeowners again. So, what has happened lately? The 4th of July was annoying, as usual, with the fireworks. Big ones, that last night, all around. N - S - E - W- all around our home. I fled for a time, my husband later told me he was also worried. He felt like it was large artillery, he's an Army vet and knows the sound, although they didn't explode like artillery. But for a few days after I found fireworks debris all around in the yard. And a bit on my kitchen skylights. Perhaps on the roof as well. We haven't checked. As far as I know, no homes caught fire. There was one serious injury. But the city won't change. That much I know. We'll complain. As we do every year. There is also drama with the senior center. I think I've mentioned this previously. Now they are cutting back to 3 days a week serving meals instead of 5. It is all someone else's fault. The center is running out of money, and there are serious allegations of embezzlement and mismanagement of the entire program. They don't have money to pay employees, so everyone is not getting paid. No food can be bought. So now community people are donating. To the tune of thousands of dollars. There will be a meeting tomorrow, and I will go on behalf of the paper. I'm sure it will be a he said- she said meeting of the board and the management against the financing entity. Should be entertaining. I have my own opinions. Stay cool everyone - hot and dry here. At least there is no humidity! |
Our 4th of July celebrations are almost over here in Roundup. The parades are over for another year. The fireworks have one more night to annoy me. From June 24 to July 5 you can legally set off fireworks in town. And that annoys me more and more each year. And each year I tell myself I will disappear for that week. So next year, I think I may just do that. Yesterday I went over to the parade, a short walk, at 10:30 AM. Walked around a bit, found a good spot. Took some photos. Then went to the museum to open it for those who wanted to get in early. Volunteered at the museum until 5:15 or so. Then walked over to the big RIDE event. (Roundup Independence Day Extravaganza = big name concerts for 3 nights, food trucks, carnival, rodeo, etc. etc.) Each year my husband and I volunteer time at the ticket booth selling wristbands for the concerts. Hubby got there at 5 PM, I was later because of the museum. So as I walk in, the three working, hubby and 2 women, were in chaos. One doing credit cards was not sure what to do, my husband and another were trying to take money, waiting on credit cards to be approved, everything everywhere. I think gracious, what can be done to help this situation? I move the money box, it was in the way of the credit card person. I take the top off the two containers that held the wristbands they were selling - waste of time to take the tops off and on each sale - and try to help with making change - trying to see how the credit card thingie works. Then the credit card lady bails and I'm on credit cards. Fine, things sail along much better. Until. Now we have thousands of dollars in bills. No one is collecting cash. That bothers us. And the credit card computer keeps crashing. Annoying. When we ask about the cash, we are told not to worry. But what if we get robbed? 'Just let them have it'. ?????? Not an answer I like much. And then the one lady gets overheated and almost passes out. So then it is my husband and I for a time, but we get to leave at 8 PM. And no looking back. We walk home. I was exhausted. But the fireworks in town last until 11:30 last night. Like I stated, next year. Somewhere else. |