Happy 96th birthday to Lawrence Eyre's Wonderful Mother ❤️ "Here's a 1931 photo of Doris 'Colly' Collier. We love you, Mom!"

 

 Happy 96th birthday to Lawrence and Patrick Eyre's Wonderful Mother

Garfield Grade School - The Biggest and Best; Coolidge Junior High - Smartest and Coolest! Each One Has a Page on Facebook. Honor the Teachers and Say Hello to Alumni.

 

Garfield Grade School  

Went Condo - Sob!

Calvin Coolidge Junior High, Now Alternative High

Coolidge teachers were strict and never hesitated to inflict physical pain on those who were more than five minutes late.

We stayed loyal to the Cubs when cowards crawled cautiously away. The fiercer the fight, the longer the wait, the sweeter the victory.

Coming from a Teacher Who Expressed This on a Daily Basis - "A Merry Heart Doeth Good Like a Medicine..." Proverbs 17 KJV

KJV Proverbs 17:22 

A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones.

My mother, Gladys Parker Jackson Meyer, had the opportunities to practice this verse in all kinds of situations - from whiny, bawling children (sometimes her own) to public school children, and even adults.

 Gladys Parker, co-ed, age 18, when she left the farm for Normal, the teacher's academy.

She had an irresistible smile that flipped a mopey look into a grin. No project was too hard for her to tackle and complete. I believe she took 10 years after Normal, to complete her degree at Augustana College. She then worked on a master's degree and earned that, when online was night school only. She graded papers all the time, yet she took time to teach Sunday School.

When I was up on Garfield Elementary School stage and my mother was in the audience, she would hold a grin until I had to smile back - it was a magnetic force. She embedded that attitude in everyone and that medicine worked very well.

This verse accomplishes what it suggests for us, very simple and yet often overlooked. There are good herbal medicines, even fragrances that create instant peace and happiness (roses, clovers, Clethra, mint). 

Pets not only bring happiness into our lives, they even sense our moods and come over to give us comfort, certainly one of the best attributes endowed by our Creator.

One way to enjoy a merry heart is to practice by giving of ourselves and helping out. The Germans have a great saying that goes with this - "A shared joy is a joy doubled." 

Geteilte Freude ist doppelte Freude.

Homer Jackson and Melo-Cream Donuts

Dad was part of the Moline food dynasties, starting very early, when the big franchise company let go of their shop. Lagomarcino's was not far away, downtown. He sold to Hasty-Tasty, the only family restaurant in town, and we favored Whitey's Ice Cream, only two blocks from our house. Dairy Queen invented the DQ Blizzard in our home town, and the Medds still manufacture it there.

I was on the ground floor at DQ.

 My first birthday - one candle, one cake, one future baker.

He was born in 1910 and lived to be 85, finally paying for easy access to fresh dessert items, which included cookies, fudge, and the best peanut brittle in the world. He made bread donuts and cake donuts, experimenting with other items, like tiny pies that were easily made and quickly sampled on the way down to the basement. Danish rolls were exquisite.

At age 4 I symbolized the theme of flour power. This was on the annual Melo Cream calendar.

The secret to the products was the highest quality ingredients for whatever was made. If it was the highest quality chocolate, the best coconut, the finest peanuts, the finest flour - he used it rather than cheapen the taste for a little more profit. Besides that, if they were not properly fried, baked, or cooked, the finished items were tossed in the garbage.

We had an apple orchard near our home. I was chased up the tree by some angry Dobermans. Fortunately I took my donut, comic book, and film crew along. This was on the calendar too - no royalties.

Cleaning was as fastidious as the cooking, so I had the opportunity to help make the icings, the glazed donuts, the bread, the cookies, and the perfect peanut brittle. 

Dad experimented with peanut brittle until he could get right combination of hot corn syrup, raw peanuts, and baking soda. Not enough bubbles - harder than concrete. Too many bubbles - yuk. The hot syrup cooked the peanuts as long as everything went well. The end result was easily eaten but impossible to stop. Attempts from other sources were more like tooth breakers and stale besides.

I learned a lot about the best ingredients at Melo Cream long before Deming changed the auto industry. It applied to study and the exchange of ideas. Clowns and faddists are popular for a time, but they are soon forgotten after the thrill is gone.

We had a lot of laughs at the shop. I probably put in more years than anyone else named Jackson. I even recruited the future Mrs. Jackson when Dad wanted me to work Friday nights. I said, "Only if you put Christina on the payroll." He did but miffed her when he said we did not fold boxes enough one Friday. She said, "Let's bury the shop in boxes next Friday." When he came in for work Saturday, before dawn, he saw stacks of boxes covering -

1. The table for rolling out dough;
2. All the floor freezer tops;
3. All the normal places for towers of boxes;
4. The big sink drainage board;
5. The glazing vat, which was covered with boards.
6. Anything else close to horizontal.

He laughed and laughed and laughed, especially when he found out what prompted the towers of boxes. That was often brought up with more laughter.

Notre Dame,1982. The book on grit says PhDs have the highest grit score (5). I think it started at the donut shop and at home. Christina was always encouraging.

Moliners Agree - 23rd Avenue

 

Lawrence Eyre - Recognized in Sports Illustrated a Few Years Ago.Recent Dress Up Day Winners

 

Laurie and Lawrence Eyre gave Moline Memories permission to publish their cutting edge Iowa wardrobe.

Tiling - University of Waterloo - Christina Jackson and Husband

 

When we went to Kitchener-Waterloo, Ontario, in 1970, I enrolled at Martin Luther University Seminary, whose legal name is still Waterloo Lutheran Seminary.

Christina soon got a job at the University of Waterloo, a short walk or bus-ride away. It was the spin-off of Waterloo Lutheran University, where John Warwick Montgomery and our brother-in-law Kermit Way (physical chemist) taught. UW called WLU "the little red schoolhouse down the street." 

UnitWat, as they call it, was a collection of beautiful new buildings with underground tunnels to reduce frostbite. We loved to stop by the computer center and watch the new priesthood, mainframe computer minders, silently managing the giant IBM 360 as we watched reverently through a glass wall.

If you want to look down on UniWat, they were known for computer advances decades ago. Not knowing about a school does not remove it from advances, eh?

Christina quickly went from research librarian to graduate student in German literature. All her professors were German born, except one gentleman. Her only lady professor was Gisela Brude-Fernau, PhD Yale, who was impressed with Christina's original paper about the Wandering Jew in literature.

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