Since I have found myself confined to bed without wheelchair access for a time, I am chasing the blues away writing lists.
No bucket list yet – this compilation is more like my Sand Pail Destination List.
First, I would head west to Norton’s Farm. Good things every season, but I love the autumn array of crisp apples and ready-to-smile pumpkins.
If by chance Dexter is around, a good chat would be a treat.
Next stop is at Creek Bend Nature Center on Dean Street.
The last time I was there it was the lovely home of the Murrays, and Joanie had invited fellow ’56ers to join her. Now she and brother Jim have gifted the property, which is adjacent to LeRoy Oakes. Much to wheel about and enjoy!
Back on Main Street.
My dream would be to find a niche and watch as downtown comes alive with the Scarecrow Fest and the great community parades – homecoming, Veterans Day, Christmas Lights, oh my. Look at all the people I know!
A must stop for me as I wheel east on Main Street is our church, Baker Memorial United Methodist.
Not only have I deeply missed the meaningful sermons and the world-class music program, word reaches me of a fresh vitality with friendly new members, stimulating education for all levels, service-oriented youth groups, and world and community outreach. I must wheel in to do my share.
All the way east to St. Charles East High School on a Friday night, I wheel into the football game. The crowd is cheering. Any other old-timers here? And look at those lovely, spirited cheerleaders. Here’s granddaughter Mazy with that “Go Saints” smile.
Finally, wish I could roll down to Mister Z’s man cave to see where he keeps the heart and the energy to meet the needs of yours truly, the grandchildren and the critters – Wheaties.
Joan Arteberry is a longtime resident of St. Charles. Write to her at email@example.com.