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A wonderful person, Dorothy Jones, also returned to Louisville and moved into the 800 around 1991. She was immediately hooked into our outreach food program, as well as projects that needed a little funding around Calvary. It was summer, and I brought a load of raspberries from my garden to Calvary for delectable additions to our food bags. Dorothy wondered why she couldn’t make raspberry jelly and jam and we could sell those at coffee hour to benefit the food budget, which was minimal at that time, as usual. That began a glorious few years where Dorothy, assisted by her Jewish boyfriend Sam Rosenberg, created such fantastic jellies and jams that we had parishioners clamoring for more every week. All of the freezers that were subsequently installed with the new Food Closet addition, plus the refrigerator there and in the kitchen, all came from the revenue from Dorothy’s delectable creations. The closet was posthumously named for Dorothy, and her picture hangs outside the door. She had been a lawyer in her day, president of the Arkansas Bar Association, the first woman to do so. She also catalogued every book in the Calvary library according to the Dewey Decimal System, and that lasted until Ginger Ray one day attacked all the books and rearranged them according to size “so they would look better!’ Ginger and I went round and round on many issues, most notably about the display of clothing for our clients. I never backed down and she knew I knew a lot more about her past than the image she wanted to present to Calvary elites. She tried to retaliate by calling me Maggie, knowing I hated that name. I retaliated at Melvin’s suggestion by calling her Blossomette, a mini version of her detested stepmother Blossom Johnson.
In 1991, our first Calvary Cookbook was born, the result of people wanting to know what some of the recipes were for the Lenten lunches, and especially what was in Owen Stovall’s salad dressing. It sold a bunch of copies with proceeds going to buy food, and we have reprinted a couple of times. Lou Henson had the last batch done a couple of years ago but she doesn’t know where they are! In that year 1991, we also celebrated 30 years of marriage with a big party, and went off to Germany and Switzerland on a concert tour, doing some duo things and solo as well. Beth Rudwell finished a great stint with the Songbirds, and Wilma Wilson took over as the new director.
Edgar also wrote that he was proudest of the wholehearted support of our outreach program and seeing it develop into one of the most active anywhere, thanks to Margaret Dickinson’s superb leadership and hands-on labor. We also were accepted into Kentucky Harvest and began reaping the benefits of their food gifts that enabled our own distribution greatly. AndwelldoIrememberthefirsttimeKyHarvestofferedusfood.Wehadtofinda truck and Edgar, Ruth and I rode in the truck to their site and loaded up cans of vegetables, soup, and CHICKEN TONIGHT, a sauce that then demanded that we include chicken in the food bags. The chicken tradition continued long after CHICKEN TONIGHT went out of business, in fact, it continued with chicken legs in each bag until March 2020, when the corona .virus changed everything and we went to canned chicken. And last, but first not least, on March 19, 1991, our first granddaughter, Erin Bishop, was born to our daughter Maria and her husband Joe. We began to enjoy the wonders of grandparenting right away with lots of babysitting and time together. She was a hugely fat baby who cried a lot and we were all novices in these new roles, and it took a while to figure it out. But she has been a joy every since. Now SHE is the mother of a fat baby, product of in vitro that I slightly helped with (financially that is). As life often gives and takes, just a month later, my mother died, having been in poor health and poor humor for a long time! It of course happened the same week that the LBS was to do the Bach b minor Mass for the final subscription concert of the season! To say that the first months of 1991 were busy would be a gross understatement!
































































































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