From the Lanai: Thanks for the (Very Best) Memory!
by Gloria Zeal Davis
Health & Wellness Books
by Janet Smithwick
From Janet Smithwick
Two books, somewhat related, are selected for
your review.
As I was getting out of my car in the pharmacy
parking lot, I heard a deep, masculine voice calling my name. I looked around and there were
none of my sixth grade students, and besides
who would have a deep voice?
The first is "Bottom Line's Healing Remedies"
by Joan Wilen and Lydia Wilen, who take us
back to our roots with "over 1000 astounding
ways to heal arthritis, asthma, high blood pressure, varicose veins, warts - and more." Since
they write about remedies for ailments, and food
is a large part of what they recommend, the reviews deal with healing in all its aspects. In their
remedies for colds and flu, they even give a recipe for their mother's chicken soup, along with
other suggestions and recipes.
“Mrs.
Smithwick…over here. I
just wanted you to
know that I’ve
been accepted by
the University of
Cincinnati Medical
School. I’m going
to be a doctor!”
The second book is "Uncommon Cures for Everyday Ailments", by the editors of Bottom Line/
Health. Chapter 1, on "Staying Young, Staying
Fit," explores the world of longevity. Chapter 2
contains 1000 cures for everyday ailments.
Chapters 3 and 4, "Especially for Women" and
"Especially for Men", deal with gender-specific
conditions. Chapter 5 broaches that familiar
topic, "Money-Wise Ways to Wellness," which
tells “...where to turn for help in our increasingly
fragmented health care system.”
It is hoped you will find these books beneficial
as well as informative.
Janet Smithwick
[email protected]
Apt. #904
Ext. 386
His mother confided in me that every morning,
when he looked in the mirror, he would say, “I
wonder if Mrs. Smithwick would be proud of
me.” Mrs. Smithwick is very proud of you, Brad
Parker.
I don’t know if this is my very favorite memory,
but it certainly is one of them, one of the many
joys of teaching.
From Ed Engelberg
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This was a boy
who rarely turned
in his homework and yet would skip recess to
finish a bulletin board on “Treasure Island.” He
had to make sure that the ship conformed to the
pirate ships of the day. This was a boy who
pulled at your heartstrings as he battled the effects of alcoholism of one or both parents.
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November 2012
Neither of us had ever lived in a house. Apartments and duplexes were as far as we ever got. I
was in my third year of my first teaching posiNovember 2012
tion at the University of Michigan at Ann Arbor;
my wife had given birth to our second son; and it
was getting crowded in our first floor duplex.
What we dreamed about was buying a house, but
could we afford it?
When I discussed a salary increase with the six
foot plus Department Chair, he looked down at
me from his magisterial office chair with a stony
stare and said, “You’re buying a house? Without
even being tenured? A bit premature?” Gulp is
all I recall. (I was rewarded with a slight increase, and tenure came years later.)
One spring day, a friend called to tell us a “cute
little” house was going to be up for sale three
blocks from where we lived. Literally running, I
made my pitch to the owners: I was the first. The
house would not be empty for months, they said.
No problem, I assured them. Later, my wife
joined me and we signed, placed a deposit, and
bought that “cute little” colonial for $11,250
FHA and ten per cent down!
On a hot summer morning two colleagues and I
loaded a small rented truck. We hand-carried the
frame of our
sandbox! Altogether it was
sunset when we
finally
were
done, three beds
set up for the
night. After my
wife put the
children
to
sleep, we locked
the door, looked
at each other
and embraced. “It’s ours!” we said almost in unison. “We own a house!” It was a moment of
sheer joy.
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