We lined up all the kids to have their picture taken with Great-grandmother. What a wonderful picture it is!
I did not get any pictures of my presentation about filling in the forms. We do have the video of the meeting on DVD at our library.
The meat and cabbage mixture was made up the day before and then reheated and measured out...
Everyone working hard...
The dough is rolled out to just the right size...
...and the filling is folded up all nice and neat and place on a baking sheet.
They're set aside to rise up all plump and pretty...
Then baked all toasty brown and brushed with butter. Mmmmm.....
And the smell... like walking into a bakery. Once they've cooled they're boxed up nicely for pick up or delivery.
All total there were 50 dozen made and people were already placing orders for our next bierock fundraiser.
We have a great time working together and really enjoy this ethnic G/R way to raise funds for our Golden Wheat Chapter of the American Historical Society of Germans from Russia!
Rachel (center) is our faithful librarian. The shelves behind her hold the majority of our library. We have family histories and files in file cabinets. The library is open from 1pm - 4pm or on request when arrangements are made with Rachel.
The food was pretty much gone. Good food never lasts long.
Attending the meetings is time for visiting with friends that don't see each other often enough.
I hope everyone takes time to check out table displays. Our librarian picks choice research and reading books as a sample of what we have available at our chapter. And you wouldn't want to miss out on our fundraisers, noodles, songbooks and cookbooks.
After our meeting we enjoying viewing the video “Children of the Steppe,
It was a beautiful day to be out and about and it was another wonderful meeting.
I didn't attend the assembly that is mentioned in the article I posted. What I recall was walking down a dark empty hallway with my books in my arms and finding the door to my history class still locked. I stood in the doorway as the riot descended down the hallway towards me. A black (is that politically incorrect? I apologize if it is) classmate hollered at me to get the 'H' outta there. I think I was in shock. Another girl that I did not know grabbed my books and started pulling on them. The classmate I knew came to my rescue telling her to leave me out of it. But as she walked me out of the fighting, her arm around my shoulder another girl hit me over the head with a combination lock. The fighting only extended about halfway down the hall. Further down at the intersection was a gathering of students and teachers. My classmate handed me over to them and headed back into the fray. Being a head wound, by the time we got to the nurses office I had blood down to my waist. They put ice and pressure on my wound and by the time my dad got there to pick me up it had stopped bleeding. He had picked me up on the way back to his office and had a client with him so we had to make a detour to drop off the client before going to the hospital. We didn't hurry. I was the unnamed student mentioned that went to the hospital. They put in stitches, don't remember how many, 3 or 4? By the time we got home, rumors were flying. My locker-mates were concerned because they found my bloody books. Someone was saying that I had gotten my throat slit.
I enjoyed reading through the names, realizing how many there that are familiar to me.
And also realizing the names, like my own, that aren't there.
For myself, on May 6, 1973 I became a married woman. On May 13, 1974 I gave birth to my beautiful baby girl. So by the date of Commencement I was a young wife caring for a two week old baby. I'm happy to say that thanks to Facebook I have reconnected with many of my classmates that DID make it through to graduation. So here's to the Class of '74! Well Done!!!
