A Coveted Walk In The Woods

Me in my clam digger jeans and my hiking boots.

A view of the falls.

Theresa flanked by Charles and Johnny - the 3 survivors.

I finally got that coveted fall walk in the woods. I was fortunate to be

in one of God's most beautiful creations and one of Indiana's

best State Parks, Clifty Falls in Madison Indiana. The occasion

was a Kasper family reunion. My husband's mother was a Kasper

and her father came from Germany and settled in Madison

He was a grocer and one of the memories I carry with me was

that he had a pickle barrel and sold pickles for about 2 cents.

My father was a Hakka shopkeeper in Jamaica and we sold things

in miniscule quantities for very little as well, so this memory is

close to home for me. Grandfather Kasper had 3 wives and 12

children of whom only 3 still survive. We went for a hike after lunch

and one of the Uncles made it half way down to the falls.

Way to go Uncle John.

The older I get the more I think about the globality of life and how I

got from where my ancestors were and where I am today.

Enough for a Monday.