Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Here Kitty, Kitty, Kitty



 The last I remembered Pancake and Gnocchi were out on a cold January morning when it was still snowing.  Gnocchi came in.  They don’t stay out long in this freezing weather with over 2 feet of snow on the ground.  Around noon I become worried about Pancake.  I check every nook and cranny in the basement.   He hadn’t shown up at either door.  “After we finish here,” I tell Ed, “I’m going to have to go outside and look for Pancake.”   “Don’t worry about her,” Ed says.  “Did you let her in?”  Of course, he doesn’t answer until I asked him four more times and threaten him.  He finally says, “No.”  All morning I had been calling at both doors, “Here kitty, kitty, kitty.  Pancake.  Pancake”.  Finally I dub my big winter boots, coat and hat and call and search.  No Pancake anywhere.  Its hard work trudging through thigh-high snow around the house.  I kneel down and check under the deck on all sides.  No Pancake.  I check each window well.  No Pancake.  Did the snowplows run over her or bury her in deep snow?  Did Frank's snowblower gobble her up? She would never stay out this long on her own. I’m covered with snow when I come in. DeRay is no help. “If a cat doesn’t want to be found, she won’t be.”  I continue to call at the front and back doors every few minutes.  I start to think about what life will be like without Pancake.  I wonder how we will tell Amy.  Should we call and warn her?
Around 3, I feel something brushing my leg and a warm, lazy Pancake moseys by.  Has she been indoors the whole time?  Did Ed let her in?  
As I recall my heroic efforts to find Pancake, who wasn’t lost, by looking under the deck and in every window well, both DeRay and Amy question, “Why didn’t you check the window wells from inside?”
“What would be harrowing and adventuresome about that?” I retort. "And how can you get snow pictures from inside the house?"
SALT LAKE TRIBUNE January 28, 2013 By Jim Dalrymple II
Another “full on winter” storm predicted for Tuesday morning’s commute could stage a repeat performance of the slippery, often impassable, conditions encountered by drivers on Monday.
In a weather briefing issued Monday afternoon, National Weather Service hydrologist Brian McInerny described the next wave of the storm system as “full on winter.”
“The event will bring widespread snow across the state with some pretty good winds,” he said.
Expected snow amounts range from 8 to 16 inches in northern mountains, 2 to 5 inches in valley areas, and 4 to 8 in central mountains. The storm will continue into Tuesday afternoon in valleys, and through Thursday in mountain areas.
Sunday night’s record-breaking snowstorm resulted in stop-and-go traffic Monday morning on I-15 in both directions and on surface roads into Salt Lake City. While the city said all of its 45 snowplows had been out all night clearing streets, residents were grumbling about road conditions.
The big snowstorm of several weeks ago followed by very cold temperatures created conditions that made Monday’s plow work more difficult and slower.
“Our snowplow crews are dealing with the effects of a substantial snowfall, a freezing event, and more snow,” he said. “The snow that came down [Sunday into Monday morning] fell on frozen roads and it’s difficult to get the blades all the way down to the asphalt.”
Sunday’s overnight storm dropped 9.9 inches at Salt Lake International Airport, a record-breaking amount for that date, according to the National Weather Service. Twelve inches were reported in Centerville and Bountiful.
While the heavy snow made travel difficult, it offered relief from weeks of inversion and polluted air. 
From the Deseret News January 31, 2013
FARMINGTON — All the snow that the state has seen over the past few weeks is putting a lot of wear and tear on the snowplows.
Crews along the Wasatch Front are doing their best to keep the plows on the roads, but all that around-the-clock work takes a toll on the trucks.
Schmalz said his trucks have worked every day over the past 2 ½ weeks. Even when it wasn't snowing, his drivers were busy putting salt down to keep the fog from freezing on the roads.
"The roads were slick (because of the fog)," Schmalz said. "In fact, sometimes they were even slicker than they would have been with just a snowfall."
The Utah Department of Transportation has also spent a good amount of money on repairs to its trucks. So far this winter season, the state has spent more than $1.3 million on maintenance and repairs on its 510 plow trucks. 
SALT LAKE CITY —The weather forced the airport to make the rare decision to shut all runways down last week and then to intermittently close runways on Sunday. And while the snow was back in force Wednesday, it came after a good Tuesday.
“Davis County is getting pounded (with snow) right now, Utah County is getting pounded right now, and we've got a skiff," Dave Korzep, superintendent of airport operations, said Tuesday morning.
It was a welcome light day after a record snow day Sunday and freezing rain last Thursday the likes of which Korzep had never seen in Utah. There is a snow and ice plan in place at the airport and rarely is it necessary to close it all down. But the freezing rain was something else. 
"The ice day was the first time I can recall closing," said Korzep, who has been at the airport 23 years. "There have been instances where we've closed for an hour or two, but that ice thing shut us down for three hours and that's very rare. It was a freak thing."

There are 150 pieces of equipment used for snow removal at the airport, but the numerous plows are useless on ice. Instead, airport crews rely on a large truck with a large tank that distributes the potassium acetate they use to help with traction.
"We would rather plow 18 inches of snow than an inch of ice, because you can't plow ice," Korzep explained. "The only thing you can do with it is treat it with potassium acetate, which is a special chemical for airports, because you can't use salt on a runway. If you use salt, airlines get mad at you because you rust their planes. … This is the airport's version of snow melt that's aircraft-friendly."

It's been an above-average snow year already. Between October and April, an average of 61 inches of snow falls at the airport. As of Tuesday, almost 50 inches had been recorded.
     Personally, here at 986  Raymond Road, we got a foot of snow Sunday/Monday and 7 more inches on Tuesday.  Our mailbox has disappeared.  We got more snow than the ski resorts (in two of these particular storms--not overall; the lake effect) we got more snow than SLC, we got more snow than Cache Valley.  I’m not even sure the rest of Fruit Heights got as much snow as we did.  I think it is just snowing over our house or maybe just our circle. Wednesday:  It was snowing when we got up and it is still snowing at noon.  Snowing without ceasing. 


 The case of the vanishing mailbox as the snow fell daily.

Freezing Rain
 Ice on top of the snow.
Night Scenes
Amy returning home after a ski around the neighborhood.

The sidewalk on the corner by the peach tree.

Monday, January 28, 2013

Our Sister, Lucy



Lucy
DeLoy Esplin, 1-11-2013
Lucy was mortal
As each of us are.

Now, she's immortal
As each of us will be.
(Used without permission, as usual.)

I'm not partial to pictures of caskets
but I like this one
because it tells a story.
Lucy knew exactly what she wanted in a casket.
She hoped to get to Orderville to pick it out.
Since that didn’t happen,
her family chose one as close to her wishes
as they could.
White birch.
Pink.
Hand-crafted by our cousin Osa’s son.
But that’s not the story;
Except that most people don’t care to
pick out their own caskets.
Verla told Dennis Mosdell,
the mortician from Kanab,
that no one had more fun dying than Lucy did.
Dennis is married to our cousin Lurana.
Actually Lurana is more than a cousin.
Her mother, our mother’s niece,
was Mama’s best childhood friend
growing up on the Ranch
in bucolic Moccasin.
Dennis has some pictures of Mama
and his mother-in-law, Jennie,
that he promised to send us.
Verla saying how much fun Lucy had dying,
prompted Dennis to tell us
this story at the viewing in Cedar City:
“Lucy called me everyday for weeks
with instructions on how to take care of her
and fix her up for her viewing.
She told me that she didn’t want
her makeup to run;
and not too much.
She told me how to fix her hair.
She asked me to drive over from Kanab
so she could talk to me in person
but her daughters persuaded her
that they were sure I got it.
I told Lurana as I was working on her body
that I was sure Lucy was standing right beside me
making sure I did it right.”
She did look beautiful and at peace.
Her makeup was just right.

After the services,
I say to Verla,
“Well, that’s a different side of Lucy
than we ever saw.”
We didn’t even know she played Boggle.
Evidently, no one could beat her.
Why didn’t she bring it to our Sisters' Retreats?
I wrote to our brother, DeLoy,
who was unable to attend.
“Lucy's funeral was exceptionally nice.
Everyone was impressed
with Effie, Jolene, and Bryant's talks,
also Jenifer, her granddaughter;
and superior singing
by Jolene's and Effie's daughters.
I Know that My Redeemer Lives
When it’s Springtime in the Rockies,
I’ll be coming back for you.
If the Savior Stood Beside Me
And the 84 grand- and great-grandchildren
I Am a Child of God
The whole service was inspiring
and left the rest of us wondering
what anyone could say about us at our funerals
and who would sing?”
Lucy's brothers and sisters, taken at the church later in the afternoon just before traveling home (after we had taken off our lace collars and silk dresses):  Verla, Lynn, Jerry, Jeanette, Carol.  Absent:  DeLoy; & Shirley who went home before we remembered to take pictures. She hates to have her picture taken so she would have been happy to miss it.
 DeRay and I are interested
in cardboard or disposable caskets.
***

My Grandmother Heaton
was the first one to die in her big family.
At the funeral,
they took a picture of all her brothers
and sisters
and inserted her in.

THE CARROLL FAMILY - Grandma inserted back row center.

We could insert
Lucy,
Shirley and DeLoy
in our family photo above.

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Rube Goldberg's Storm

     Our granddaughter, Brigitte, calls her mechanical engineering grandpa about a week ago and asks him if he will help her with a physics project.  Oh, yes, she's probably known about it all term but there's only two weeks left and we're down to the wire here.  It's a Rube Goldberg strike a match to light a candle contraption using all eight simple tools:  spring, inclined plane, screw, wheel, pulley, wedge, hinge, and lever. Being an honor student, she has to use 12 tools and can use each one no more than twice.  Extinguishing the candle had to be part of the design because a girl caught her hair on fire one year.  Brigitte plans to use a spray bottle.
     They decide Brigitte will drop by each day after school and they will work on it.  Since she has a debate meet on Friday and Saturday, that only gives them four days.
     Monday is just a planning session.  In the meantime, Grandpa goes to a neighbor's to use his equipment to cut the boards.  Tuesday they settle down to work.
      On Wednesday, Brigitte's dad decides he better get involved.  This is a much bigger project than anyone anticipated.  Amy comes up with splendid ideas, dredging up all sorts of paraphernalia like musical marbles and Votive candles with holders; while Grandpa and Dad continue to improve the design.
     Before putting anything together, they test the match striking.
     Then Mother Nature steals the show.  It takes Amy three hours and 20 minutes to get home on Thursday night (at 5 mph more or less).  Fortunately, she didn't get stuck until she hit our driveway.
     It snowed and snowed and snowed.  All Davis County schools were closed; all government and city offices were closed in Davis County except the Fire and Police Departments.
     Brigitte's debate meet is cancelled.  Friday is a Snow Day but who can get out of their driveway?  Amy isn't about to venture out even though her school located in West Valley City isn't closed.
     More snow forecast for Friday afternoon.  Did it ever stop?
  Friday, we get the lake effect.  More snow than the ski resorts.  Amy loved having ski access from our garage.

 DeRay blew a path from our house across the street to do the neighbor's walks, who are out of town.
      Saturday around noon, they reconvene to complete this project.  "It probably will take about two more hours," DeRay projects.

Ready?
The match didn't strike.  The very first thing they tested.  Back to the drawing board.  Fourteen 15-second + videos of failure . . .

 7 PM
   And then . . . .!