Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Walp' Wednesday Thanksgiving Recipes

I am posting this on Tuesday as to allow time to purchase items needed for these recipes.

Cranberry-Orange Relish
Yields 1 1/4 quarts
1 lb of whole fresh cranberries 1 Orange 1 1/2 cups of cranberry sauce 1 cup of applesauce 1 tbsp fresh lemon juice 1/2 lb granulated sugar Wash and quarter unpeeled orange. Put orange quarters and cranberries trough large holed food grinder, mix well. Stir in remaining ingredients. Store in refrigerator for several hours to blend flavors.

Baked PA Dutch Potato Filling
Yields 2 gallons
Make a filling stock in two tablespoons of butter saute 1 cup of celery, and 1 cup of onion. Then add 1 1/2 cups of rich chicken or turkey broth 1 tbsp parsley, chopped 1/8 tsp ground black pepper Mix well, bring to boil, remove from heat Filling; To 4 quarts of dried bread cubes add: to the above heated filling stock 4 eggs, lightly beaten 2 cups mashed potatoes Mix well, place into a shallow glass baking pan and bake at 350 degrees for 1 hour, stirring every 15 minutes, and you may wish to add salt to taste, if necessary.

Candied Sweets
Serves 10-15
Make a sauce from the following ingredients: 1 lb brown sugar 1 1/2 cups water 1/3 tsp. salt 1/4 lb butter 1/3 tsp. vanilla extract Combine and cook for five minutes. In a separate pot dissolve 3 tbsp cornstarch in 1 cup of water. Slowly add this cornstarch mixture to the above brown sugar mixture stirring constantly. Bring the sauce to a boil and simmer, stirring occasionally for ten minutes. Place thirty two inch slices of peeled cooked sweet potatoes in a 12x12x4 inch pan, and pour the above sauce over them, bake at 325 degrees for 15 minutes.

Pumpkin Custard Pie
Yield 1 pie

Combine and Mix:

One 15 oz. can of light pumpkin
1/4 cup of sugar
2 well beaten eggs
1 pinch salt
3 tbsp flour
1 1/2 cups milk

Pour above mixture into pie shell and sprinkle with cinnamon, and place one pat of butter to the center. bake for 15 minutes at 375 degrees and then turn oven down to 350 degrees and bake for 40-45 min or until an inserted toothpick comes out clean.

Pie Dough small batch

2 1/4 cups all purpose sifted flour

1tsp salt

3/4 cup shortening

5 tbsps cold water

gradually add flour mixture to the shortening until it becomes pea shaped, using fork, or pastry blender, gradually add the rest of the flour, with ice cold water until dough holds together, roll into 8 inch ball, refrigerate 1/2 hr. and roll out on floured pastry board or parchment paper to size of pie pan.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Prayer Of The Chalice

Prayers of Celebration

Beloved, to Thee I raise my whole being,
a vessel emptied of self. Accept, O Lord,
this my emptiness, and so fill me with
Thy Self --- Thy Light, Thy Love, Thy
Life --- that these Thy precious Gifts
may radiate through me and over-
flow the chalice of my heart into
the hearts of all with whom I
come in contact this day,
revealing unto them
the beauty of
Thy joy
of Thy Peace
which nothing can destroy.

prayer of the chalice - francis nuttall

Saturday, November 21, 2009

I Want To Live

Genesis 1: 28 And God blessed them, and God said unto them, Be fruitful, and multiply, and replenish the earth, and subdue it: and have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over every living thing that moveth upon the earth.

Anyone who knows me, knows that I love the words, music, and life purpose of the late great John Denver. As I reflect on this last decade since his passing I can't help but think that the good Lord took him home as so he did not have to see that his message of so many years seemed to have fallen on deaf ears.

Chunks of ice bergs are falling off into the ocean, birds in the rain forest are mimicking the sound of buzz saws that are destroying them on a daily basis, and skin cancers are at an all time high. Change is desperately needed, and now!

When we finally begin to see programs put into place to create alternative energy, let us not complain about the dollar cost, as the cost to the future of this planet is much higher. As the planet is destroyed so will it's inhabitants be destroyed.

While I do not agree with everything in the movie Home, I do agree with the consequences of global warming, depletion of natural resources, and the future that awaits us if we do not stop the insane destruction of planet earth, our home. The movie shows some of the beauty of this world, the beauty that future generations may never get a chance to see.

We must insure that these little ones have a future and a hope.

.. How sad it would be if the sight of a hummingbird at a back porch feeder would only be a memory of days gone by.

Friday, November 20, 2009

Mother, She Is So In My Heart, She Could Never Be Gone...

Honoring my mother Ruth Marie Dunwell on this, the 19th Anniversary of her passing...

November 20, 1921-March 30, 1992

I am the one in her arms in this photo from 1957. My mother was always there for me. She was the most loving mother even though she never really knew her own mother.

She mothered everyone, even her own peers. She was one of those people who touched the hearts of all she met. She taught us to love unconditionally, to forgive completely, and to love God with all our heart and soul.

Once when I managed Boardwalk Fries I had been up to my waist in work and almost that high in flooding water coming in through the back door, not to mention that I had overflowed the front sink too!

My assistant called off that day and the kids that worked the night before left a mess and did not do any of the prep work needed for an on time opening in the morning.

Just as I was ready for a nervous breakdown the door bell rang at the back door. I was so upset, as I had thought it was the bakery delivery man with the rolls...yet more work for me to do.

I answered the door and there she stood...my guardian angel...my mother. I did not call her that morning, and yet she knew I needed her. She told me that she had a feeling that I needed her.

I will never stop needing her. But she is here for me in my sisters, my daughters, my cousins, and my friends, as she left her imprint on all who knew her.

She is so in my heart, she could never be gone.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Koziar's Christmas Village

From our home we traveled west on route I-78, we took Exit 19, route 183 south, and just a little south of the village of Bernville we made a right onto Robesonia Road, bearing right onto Christmas Village Road . Soon we found ourselves wondering if we were going in the right direction while driving through the darkened countryside. Then just as we came over the last hill, suddenly we found ourselves in a magical, sparkling valley aglow with more twinkling lights than we had ever seen before.

Koziar's Christmas Village began sixty-one years ago when William Koziar and his wife Grace began decorating their home and property in the rural area of northern Berks County, PA. Along with their four children, they did such a marvelous job in decorating that soon it became known to the locals as the "Christmas House".

Each year they added more, and more decorations, light displays, along the fences, walk ways, out buildings, barn, trees, and the lake. The word spread, and soon people were driving by, and eventually began to stop in to get a closer look.

This magnificent spectacle now attracts thousands of tourists each year from all over, to view the more than one-half million Christmas lights adorning the rural Berks countryside, and is now known as Koziar's Christmas Village.

My youngest daughter Jamiann, her husband Mike, and their three adorable children, along with my younger sister Ruth Ann, her husband Tom, my husband Roger, and myself visited Koziar's last Thanksgiving after stuffing ourselves with a fantastic Thanksgiving dinner at The Blue Mountain Family Restaurant in Shartlesville, PA, just about twelve miles north of Koziar's. The village is quite compact, and there are places to sit and rest along the way.

Here is a video slide of our trip:

Click here to check out their website, it is just as magical!

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Walp's Wednesday~Creamed Cabbage

Walp's were well known for their delicious cole slaw. In the Walp's cookbook it is listed as creamed cabbage.
Yields 6 servings

1 small head Cabbage (4 lbs)
1/2 cup Heavy Cream
1 tsp Salt
1/2 cup Sugar
1/2 cup chilled White Vinegar

Beat with electric mixer, blender or hand-held egg beater, the heavy cream, salt, sugar, and vinegar together thoroughly until the dressing resembles whipped cream.

Discard outer leaves of cabbage and the core of the cabbage head. Chop the rest of the cabbage to medium consistency and combine with the dressing just before it is ready to be served.*

*I would add one large or two small carrots cleaned and grated.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

The Reading Museum, Arboretum, and Planetarium

CLOSED 11 a.m. - 5 p.m. 11 a.m. - 8 p.m. 11 a.m. - 5 p.m. Noon - 5 p.m.
HOLIDAY HOURS: The Museum will be closed on Thanksgiving Day, Christmas Day and New Year's Day.

Every day, someone is inspired at the Reading Public Museum. Whether it is a student from a middle school fascinated by an ancient Maya chocolate pot; an amateur artist sketching in the Arboretum; or a grandfather and his grandchildren traveling at warp speed through the universe at The Planetarium – their unique campus provides visitors with rich opportunities to ignite their imaginations and experience the joy of discovery.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

A Wise Man, Mr. Goethe

The moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one's favor all manner of unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance which no man could have dreamed would have come his way. Goethe

I stumbled upon the above quote of Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe  many years ago. I believe the year may have been 1989. I taped it to my refrigerator, as I wanted to be reminded daily of its profound message. I then started taking courses to better myself. I bought books, and workbooks on overcoming obstacles, and creating a more fulfilling life for myself and my daughters.

In one class, Taking It To The Limit, taught by Dr. Gwen Roquemore we were instructed to write three goals on a post card, and on the opposite side write our address. One year after that date Dr. Gwen sent them to us. I had achieved every goal.

She taught us some of the principles of creative visualization laid down by the author Shakti Gawain in her book Creative Visualization. We created image books out of photo albums. We were instructed to cut pictures from magazines of people we admired, looks we wanted for ourselves, things we wanted to accomplish, etc. and place them in the book. We were to keep it near by and look through it often. I kept mine on the coffee table for years.

By the year of 1999, I had accomplished nearly all of what I had visualized in that book. I still have a few to go, and have added them to what I now call my bucket list. Such as carve a decoy, learn how to play golf, go on a family sleigh ride through the snow, and look gorgeous in a pair of jeans. The last being less important now than it was in 1986, when I was thirty-five years old and single.

I had written in a journal that I wanted to become a published writer, but I didn't put it in my image book. Writing our goals down is the first step to committing ourselves to accomplish them, and just as Goethe quoted providence does take over and opens up all sorts of unforeseen assistance in accomplishing that goal.

“I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." (Jeremiah 29:11)

Friday, November 13, 2009

Walp's PA Dutch Hot Bacon Dressing

Yields 1 quart
8 slices bacon,
fried crisp

4 eggs

1/2 cup sour cream

1/2 cup heavy cream

1 cup white vinegar

1 cup sugar

1 tsp salt

2 heaping tbsp flour

Fry bacon until crisp. Crumble bacon when cooled. set bacon and bacon fat aside. Mix dry ingredients thoroughly, add beaten eggs, beat. Combine sour cream, heavy cream, and vinegar, and heat in double boiler, add egg mixture, bacon fat, and
crumbled bacon. Cook and stir until thick and smooth. Server warm over chopped ice berg lettuce, endive, dandelion, or other greens.

My mother who is of PA Dutch heritage, cut the strips of bacon into small pieces before frying, fried, added apple cider vinegar and sugar, made flour water mixture as for gravy, added it to the bacon/vinegar mixture in the pan, stirred until thick. Which was most likely what the real PA Dutch would do. Walps recipe seems more French than PA Dutch.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Assuring The Survival Of Liberty, Honoring All Who Serve

“Let every nation know, whether it wishes us well or ill, that we shall pay any price, bear any burden, meet any hardship, support any friend, oppose any foe to assure the survival and the success of liberty”~ John F. Kennedy

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Lt.-Col. John McCrae (1872 - 1918)

"Either war is obsolete, or men are. "Buckminster Fuller

What we now know as Veteran's Day was originally designated a holiday by President Woodrow Wilson to commemorate the signing of the Peace Treaty of WWI on November 11, 1919 and it was called Armistice Day.
Armistice by definition is a temporary suspension of hostilities by agreement of the warring parties; truce.
This day was first known as Veteran's Day on November 8, 1954, and it then became a day to honor all Veterans of All wars.
This year while we honor those who served in our armed forces, let us not forget that war should always be a very last resort in resolving conflict, and that the original purpose was to remember the END of war.

"History teaches that war begins when governments believe the price of aggression is cheap." Ronald Reagan

"Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed. This world in arms is not spending money alone. It is spending the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, the hopes of its children. This is not a way of life at all in any true sense. Under the clouds of war, it is humanity hanging on a cross of iron." Dwight D. Eisenhower April 16, 1953

I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones. ~ Albert Einstein

We Made It Through The Rain

On Veteran's Day, Wednesday November 11, 1999, my daughter Jamiann and I ventured into New York City on a whim. We truly exercised our faith that day, traveling approximately eighty miles in the pouring down, cold, November rain in hopes of obtaining stand by tickets for the audience of The Rosie O'Donnell show.

The show would air on Friday November 13, 1999, the guests were Matthew Fox, Barry Manilow, and Rosie's longtime friend Jeannie Davis.

My daughter Jamiann who was nineteen at the time, was a die hard Barry Manilow fan since the age of nine when my sister Irene had won tickets on a radio show to be chauffeur/limo driven, complete with long stem roses to the Stabler Arena to see Barry in concert. Irene chose to take Jamiann along with her that night, which led to a fourteen year fantastic journey into the world of the Maniloonies. When Jamiann learned that Barry would be a guest on a taping of the show on Veteran's Day, and that I was going to be off of work that day, a plan was put into action.

Upon arriving we parked a few blocks away from Rockefeller Center where the show was taped. We both were in dire need of a restroom, and despite its disgusting condition we had to use the one in the parking garage. In our moment of excitement, coupled with a painfully full bladder, we both forgot our umbrellas in the car. We knew we needed to be in line before 8:00 AM in order to obtain stand by tickets. We did not realize just what odds were against us.

After what seemed like hours of trying to find shelter from the rain under an above ledge just outside of the entrance where the line formed, a young lady dressed in Rosie show garb, came out with a top hat in hand. Inside the hat were numbers to be picked by each group of potential audience members. I allowed Jamiann to reach into the top hat and pick. She picked a low number, I believe it was the number three if my memory serves me right. While we stood there rumors were spreading that they call out higher numbers first, and we started to become discouraged. We were then allowed to file into the building. We took our wet coats off, and used the restroom to try and make ourselves presentable.

It really seemed like hours passed again, and I was silently praying for Jamiann's sake, that we would be chosen. But, I must admit, I too wanted to get the chance to see Rosie in person. I realize since then that Rosie has alienated many, but I still like her. She has done a lot for many who needed help. She has always been down to earth, and forth coming. Perhaps her candid way of expressing her thoughts has earned her a reputation of being a bit too liberal, but much of what she has said is the truth. I do not agree with all of her ideals, but I do agree with her position on peace, adoption, unconditional love, and gun control. She is also a very funny comedian, and excellent actor.

Finally, the young lady from the Rosie show appeared again and called out our number, and we were escorted to an elevator. Suddenly a commotion erupted by a nearby entrance to the lobby, and there approaching us was the legendary comedian Nipsey Russell and his entourage. We stood in line there and also went through a metal detector. Once we entered the elevator, I began to get butterflies in my stomach. We reached the floor of the Rosie studio, we walked down a long hall way with photos of Saturday Night Live Shows on the walls. The excitement of the moment kept building inside me, and when we walked through the studio doors I actually had tears welling up in my eyes. I was not just happy for myself, but thrilled for my daughter that her dream was coming true, and my adventurous nature was instrumental in making it happen.

We were seated in separate rows, and didn't mind, as we just felt so fortunate to get in. We in fact were just filling in empty seats. As Jamiann was positioned in front of me, she was led to a seat near the front on the left side, just behind John McDaniel and his band. I was seated directly behind a roving camera on the ceiling, and practically every time they either cut away or came back from a commercial there I was smiling and waving. On the following Friday when it aired we taped the show. My big moment of television history, being a silly, excited fan in the audience of the Rosie O'Donnell show.

I really did want to see the expression on Jaminann's face when Barry Manilow appeared on the stage. He first came to Rosie's desk to be interviewed. Barry was promoting his Frank Sinatra tribute album, Manilow Sings Sinatra. It was evident that he had a nasty head cold. He asked Rosie to help him sing and they sang Strangers In The Night.

And in the typical Rosie O' Donnell show fashion she shot Koosh Balls into the audience, gave us a snack, and a goodie bag full of nice things, including Old Navy mittens and an ear warming head band, a toddler toy Billy Blaze, a Koosh Ball, a Rosie T shirt, and a Christmas ornament.

She also had a cooking segment where she joined her life long friend Jeannie "Weanie" Davis making a squash recipe for Thanksgiving Dinner, which ended in a food fight.

In between commercials they inserted a pre-taped interview with Matthew Fox who at the time starred in the television show, Party Of Five. Today Matthew is well known as playing Jack on Lost.

We later received tickets by mail a year later to be in the audience of the show with Al Pacino as the guest. After we filed into the audience seats we discovered that Mr. Pacino did not want to be taped in front of a live audience, and instead two shows would be taped to be aired during the holidays. To our amazement and utter joy the guests were Julie Andrews, Christopher Plummer, James Garner, and even Florence Henderson popped in sweeping the floor as it was "Sweeps Week".

We took along Rosie O'Donnell dolls that she autographed for us. I also had the pleasure of occupying her audience one more time with a group of Barry Manilow fans in the fall of 2001.

Here is a link to the day we saw Julie Andrews:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wqR2YufBzoM

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Ties That Bind

* Please read all the way through as this blog is also a tribute to my family ties that bind...

Crystal Night, Night of the Broken Glass, Kristellnacht, Kristalnacht November 9, 1938

On November 7, 1938, Hirshil Grynzspan, a seventeen-year-old Polish Jew, walked into the German Embassy in Paris and shot the first diplomat he saw. The death of Ernst von Rath, the legation secretary (who was in fact anti-Nazi) was used by the Germans as an excuse to mount a pogrom against the Jews of Germany.


A massive, coordinated attack on Jews throughout the German Reich on the night of November 9, 1938, into the next day, has come to be known as Kristallnacht or The Night of Broken Glass.
The attack came after Herschel Grynszpan, a 17 year old Jew living in Paris, shot and killed a member of the German Embassy staff there in retaliation for the poor treatment his father and his family suffered at the hands of the Nazis in Germany.
On October 27, Grynszpan's family and over 15,000 other Jews, originally from Poland, had been expelled from Germany without any warning. They were forcibly transported by train in boxcars then dumped at the Polish border.
For Adolf Hitler and Propaganda Minister Joseph Goebbels, the shooting in Paris provided an opportunity to incite Germans to "rise in bloody vengeance against the Jews."
Now that you see the history of what had happened on November 9, 1938, I will get to the Title of this blog, Ties That Bind. And further on in this blog you will read about my own connection to November ninth, and Ties That Bind.

An estimated several thousand Jews fled to a predominately Muslim Albania from surrounding countries in Eastern Europe.
All of them were saved. Albania is the only country occupied by the Nazis that had more Jews at the end of the war than at the beginning of the war, which is a reflection of Jews having sought refuge in Albania and survived.
A Muslim Albanian man, Mefail Bicaku and his son Njazi protected six Jewish families for a total of 26 people during the war.
For months, the Bicaku's shared their home and food with the families, the league said.
Later Bicaku was executed by the Communists.

1 Corinthians 2:9
One day an expert in religious law stood up to test Jesus by asking him this question: "Teacher, what must I do to receive eternal life?"
Jesus replied, "What does the law of Moses say? How do you read it?"
The man answered, "`You must love the Lord your God with all your heart, all your soul, all your strength, and all your mind.' And, `Love your neighbor as yourself.'"
"Right!" Jesus told him. "Do this and you will live!"
Romans 12:17-21
"Never pay back evil for evil to anyone. Do things in such a way that everyone can see you are honorable Do your part to live in peace with everyone, as much as possible. Dear friends, never avenge yourselves. Leave that to God. For it is written, 'I will take vengeance; I will repay those who deserve it,' says the Lord. Instead, do what the Scriptures say: 'If your enemies are hungry, feed them. If they are thirsty, give them something to drink, and they will be ashamed of what they have done to you'. Don't let evil get the best of you, but conquer evil by doing good."
Matthew 5:5
Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth.

The above Biblical verses were instilled in me by my mother who lived her life in example of each of them. Our family began on November 9, 1940 when Ruth Marie Eck wearing a blue velvet two piece skirt and jacket suit married Walter William Dunwell in Elkton, Maryland.
It wasn't until Dad needed his birth certificate to enter the U.S. Navy a few years later that they discovered Dad's real name was William Walter Dunwell.
Our family had never been well off, and usually struggled to make ends meet, but that never stopped my mother from taking in a homeless acquaintance or a family member in need of loving care. Our door was always open to a neighbor, and whenever anyone did wrong to my mother or our family she immediately forgave them, and continued to welcome them into our home. She never, ever held a grudge against a single soul. Mom often said, "Never allow the sun to set on an argument."She was the glue that held our family together. Our dad was always a provider and innovator, but Mom managed the income, and businesses.
My siblings and I are close knit for the most part. We have had our differences as people usually do, but our mother's ability to show forgiveness to all, and instill it in her children has always come to the rescue of any of our hurt feelings.
Although Mom had taught us right from wrong, and Christian principles and morals, we may have strayed from time to time, but sooner or later realized our folly and made things right.
Our parents have since passed on, Dad in August of 1985, and Mom in March of 1992.

Throughout any and all of our family struggles, we have very strong family ties that bind.
Just as that Muslim family in Albania took in twenty-six Jews and protected them during a very dangerous time in history, the ties that bind the human family are strong, and as long as there are people like them, and my dear mother there certainly is a future for UNITY in the world.

Saturday, November 7, 2009


This is the day which the LORD hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.

Wildflowers at Hawk Mountain Sanctuary

Grandson enjoying his day.

Getting soaked and loving it!

A messy face, eating chocolate at Grammy's.

Getting to ride in the caboose.

Meeting your favorite celebrity.

Finding your soul mate.

Creating Holiday Memories

Fulfilling a dream, and inspiring others

Spending time with inspiring people

My sister Ruth Ann
To witness God's miracles

Today (Randy Sparks)

Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries, I'll drink your sweet wine

A million tomorrows shall all pass away
Ere I forget all the joy that is mine today

I'll be a dandy and I'll be a rover
You'll know who I am by the song that I sing
I'll feast at your table, I'll sleep in your clover

Who cares what the morrow shall bring?

Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries, I'll drink your sweet wine

I can't be contented with yesterday's glory
I can't live on promises winter to spring (winter to spring)
Today is my moment and now is my story

I'll laugh and I'll cry and I'll sing

Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries, I'll drink your sweet wine
A million tomorrows shall all pass away
Ere I forget all the joy that is mi-uh-ine today

Thursday, November 5, 2009


No it is not supposed to be piggish, the word is priggish. The word priggish is a noun meaning a person who displays or demands of others pointlessly precise conformity in a self righteous irritating manner.

In the movie Emily Of New Moon, that was Aunt Elizabeth. In the first few episodes Aunt Elizabeth drew the lot that gave her guardianship of Emily after her father passed on. When she discovered that Emily had her cat with her hidden in the wagon, she threw the cat overboard. The cat somehow found his way to New Moon, Emily found him, and hid him in the attic. Once he was discovered by Aunt Elizabeth she ordered Cousin Jimmy to put him in a sack and throw him in the ocean. Cousin Jimmy didn't tie the sack shut and the cat escaped and all ended well and the cat lived the remainder of its life in the barn. Aunt Elizabeth was a farmer, and to her animals served only a one purpose, and that was to provide food and an income to the family. A pet was considered lavish, and a liability. Aunt Elizabeth controlled all facets of life in her home, even forbidding Emily from writing in a journal, and reading fiction, or poetry.

The timeline of this story written by L.M. Montgomery was the late 1800s, just at the end of the Victorian period. Victorians were very pious and prudish in character, even though they were very lavish in the ornamentation of their homes. This period in philiosphical history came after the Age Of Enlightenment, and then the Napoleonic Age.

During the Age Of Enlightenment there was freedom of thought, and human reasoning, with innovations in political, religious, and educational doctrines. The Napoleonic Age was an age of militarism, prior to that the beginning the Industrial Revolution broke out in Great Britain.

Can you see a pattern here which has been repeated in our own lifetime. I have lived through a time when our country lead the world in industrial production. I have lived through the sixties and the "Dawning Of The Age Of Aquarius" peace, love, and freedom without boundaries. I have lived through a time when we had the strongest military presence in the world.

Which brings me back to the title of this blog, Priggish. I seriously fear that we are heading toward a new era where freedom of thought, and open mindedness will soon be frowned upon. I believe this will happen because of extremism. Extremism is a tendency or disposition to go to extremes, and this word originated in the Victorian era.

Those who lean too far toward open minded concepts instill fear in those who lean too far toward closed minded concepts. Boundaries are necessary, in both the Enlightened mind, and the Victorian mind. Many strides were made in the Age Of Enlightenment, and the largest was the idea of Democracy. I for one would love to see a new era develop, The Unity Age. An Age of concord, harmony, and the ability to live as one while agreeing to disagree with acceptance. It's about time, isn't it?