I missed another day. Depression is sssoo much fun (not). But I do have an appointment to try to get my meds fixed. Hopefully it doesn’t take going through a lot of meds to get the right ones. I have a problem with new meds.
Over the years I have tried lots of times. Some don’t work at all. Some work for a while. I’ve even been allergic to one or two. Nice thing about one of whose was working really good.
Oh well. It’s something that I have to deal with.
I was thinking about my post yesterday from the day before and about my memories from when I was taught how to crotchet.
And how that simple act of kindness showed me that I make something pretty by myself. Me, a little girl who was picked on at school.
I think I remember hers and her husbands names…Vera? and Lawrence Yager? They had two sons and grandkids I remember. They (we) lived in the country between Brewster and Bridgeport WA. Around 1979 or so.
But the night that I told you about, about my mom watching me crotchet and her comment. Well what I didn’t say, because it was just last night that I realized that my mom helped me to find some confidence in my work. I say this because I also remembered that after I showed her the finished dress, she had told me that I had done good with it.
I tell you this to show you that just a little praise and helping hand can change a persons outlook about themselves. But beware, mean acts and words have the some effect too. I had both good and bad words said to me. I have had both good and bad acts done to me too.
I’m still to this day working through both good and bad.
And I’m not ready to tell everyone how bad some of those words and acts were. And they haven’t always been from my childhood.
Soon
I had planned on telling you about another person from a darker part of Deadwood past, but I need to do a little more research on him. I have Friday off so I’m hoping to spend some time at the Adams Museum. I should be able to find lots of facts about more than just him.
So what I will tell you about tonight is,
The Friendship Tower.
On Mt Roosevelt there sits a tower that was built by Seth Bullock, a famous Deadwood Sheriff, in memory of the friendship he had with President Theodore Roosevelt.
Built in 1919 it’s a 31 feet tall stone tower, including the 6 foot high platform. And was the first tribute to President Teddy Roosevelt.
Theodore Roosevelt was just a deputy sheriff in ND in 1884 looking for a group of horse thieves when he met Seth Bullock, who was the sheriff of Deadwood. The two became lifelong friends.
When Seth Bullock died, at his request, he was buried 750 feet above the main portion of the cemetery Mount Moriah with a view of Mt Roosevelt and the Friendship Tower.
That’s enough for tonight.
Have a great day\night
Nikki