Pruning Trees and Shrubs
Joe and Lovina Attend Uncle’s Funeral in Ohio
Lovina’s Amish Kitchen
Lovina Eitcher,
Old Order Amish
Cook, Wife &
Mother of Eight
It is a rainy Tuesday morning. We sure appreciate this rain, it has been really dry here. I need to get this column written. I wish I wouldn’t always wait until the last minute to write it. Life gets too busy sometimes and we need to stop and take time to read God’s wonderful words of encouragement daily. Without “His” love what would we have?
On Wednesday my sister Emma, my husband Joe and I attended the funeral of his Uncle Jonas in Hicksville, Ohio. Jonas was married to Joe and Jacob’s (Emma’s late husband) Aunt Mandy. She was a sister to both their mothers. Jonas left to mourn his wife, seven children, and fourteen grandchildren. Our sympathy goes out to the family of Jonas that are left behind.
Jonas and Mandy also have three out of the seven children that have Muscular Dystrophy and are wheelchair bound. It is good to talk to others who also face life’s challenges of having handicaps in the family. As my children have often let me see that life can still be rewarding even if they have a limit to what they can do. We have so much to be thankful for. We also want to thank everyone for all the nice notes that have been sent to son Kevin. May God bless you all for your kindness. He really appreciates the help he has received towards his goal to get his handicap accessible buggy.
Sister Liz and Levi were also at Uncle Jonas’s funeral. They live only a half hour drive from Hicksville. They told us to stop in and come see where they live. Emma, Joe and I asked our driver if it was okay to go through there on the way home. It was so nice to see the place they call home now. They have a lot to do yet but had their final inspection on the new house approved. They can now live there while they finish it. It will be nice when they have it all done. They live on twenty-two acres with eight acres of woods. We also got to visit with Levi and Liz’s daughter Suzanne, their daughter Elizabeth, Samuel and baby Jayla. Levi and Liz had four children, three girls and one boy. Their three daughters moved with them to this new community and they all live just a few miles apart. Their son Levi Jr and his family live in a nearby community.
Sunday we heard the sad news that sister-in-law Sarah Irene (brother Albert’s widow) and her friend who drives her were on their way home from a viewing in Bryant, Indiana when they were in an accident. The accident took the life of her friend. Sarah Irene was very shaken up with lots of bruises. She was going to go see a doctor yesterday. We haven’t heard the results yet. Our prayers and sympathy are with her as she will miss her good friend that took her everywhere. Also our prayers for the lady’s family and to the other vehicle involved. I haven’t heard how the others are that were in the accident. Life is so uncertain.
On Friday sister Verena, Emma, and I attended the viewing of a friend Amanda, age 64. We used to go to the same church when we all were younger. She died unexpectedly leaving her family to mourn. Our sympathy to them. Amanda would be an aunt to son-in-laws Dustin and Daniel and daughter-in-law Grace.
Friday afternoon Dustin, Loretta, and their three children left for Alabama. They will be gone for two weeks. Dustin is helping on a construction job while they are out there. They went with some others so hopefully they will have a nice vacation while still getting paid. We miss them so much and they haven’t even been gone a week. They were able to stop in and visit with Joe’s sister Carol, Pete, and some of their family in Tennessee on their way to Alabama.
Friday night our family had supper at daughter Lovina and Daniel’s house in honor of Daniel’s 24th birthday which was September 26th. I brought a blueberry pie.
Daughter Verena and Daniel Ray have been trying their luck with hunting. Son-in-law Tim built a ramp up to a hunting shack so Verena can drive her mobility scooter up there. That was a thoughtful thing to do.
God’s blessings to all!
PUMPKIN COOKIES WITH CREAM CHEESE
1 cup butter, softened
1 cup sugar
1 egg
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 cup canned pumpkin
2 cups flour
1 teaspoon baking powder
1 teaspoon baking soda
½ teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon cinnamon
½ teaspoon nutmeg
CREAM CHEESE FROSTING
½ cup butter, softened
8 ounces cream cheese, softened
4 cups powdered sugar as needed
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
Cream together butter, sugar, egg, and vanilla and pumpkin. Then, gradually add the rest of the ingredients. Mix well, then bake at 350 for 10 to 12 minutes. Cool then add frosting if desired.
For frosting… Cream butter and cream cheese. Add vanilla then gradually add powdered sugar to your desired consistency.
Lovina’s Amish Kitchen is written by Lovina Eicher, Old Order Amish writer, cook, wife, and mother of eight. Her three cookbooks, The Cherished Table, The Essential Amish Cookbook, and Amish Family Recipes, are available wherever books are sold. Readers can write to Eicher at Lovina’s Amish Kitchen, PO Box 234, Sturgis, MI 49091 (please include a self-addressed stamped envelope for a reply); or email [email protected] and your message will be passed on to her to read. She does not personally respond to emails.
Champions chosen at 2025 Kansas Junior Livestock Show
The 93rd annual Kansas Junior Livestock Show (KJLS) was held in Hutchinson October 3-5. Grand champions were named in both market and breeding divisions across all four species throughout the weekend.
Dax Seibert from Pawnee County led his 1,449 lb. crossbred steer to grand champion honors, while Emma Karst of Russell County owned the reserve champion steer, a crossbred weighing 1,468 lb.
In the breeding heifer show, a Limousin heifer exhibited by Molly McCurry of Reno County took top honors. Reserve supreme went to the AOB heifer shown by Harper Conine from Scott County. The supreme heifer in the bred-and-owned division was a Hereford owned by Brayson Mayo of Scott County. Brecken Bergkamp from Reno County led the reserve supreme bred-and-owned, a Charolais.
A 241 lb. dark crossbred shown by Gentry Ward from Miami County was named grand champion market hog. Anah Higbie of Franklin County exhibited the reserve grand champion, a 305 lb. dark crossbred.
The supreme breeding gilt came out of the commercial division and was exhibited by Kenzi Martinez from Scott County. Reserve supreme breeding gilt went to a Duroc entry from Bently Ellis of Franklin County. In the bred-and-owned division, the supreme champion gilt was a Light AOB shown by Kyser Nemecek from Allen County. Annelise Schuetz of Leavenworth owned the reserve supreme, a Berkshire.
Kaylee Schumacher of Ellis County owned the grand champion market lamb, a 152 lb. blackface. The reserve grand, a 149 lb. blackface lamb, was shown by Carter Watson from Douglas County.
Supreme breeding ewe honors went to a Hampshire owned by Lakyn Rookstool of Pottawatomie County. Her brother, Mason, exhibited the reserve supreme out of the commercial division. Quinlyn Yoho from Woodson County led the supreme champion bred-and-owned ewe, a Dorset. The reserve supreme bred-and-owned was shown by Mackenzie Krueger of Coffey County.
Heidi Mengarelli of Crawford County exhibited the grand champion market goat, weighing 99 lbs. The 94 lb. reserve champion was led by Lainey Hager from Miami County.
Jaci Falkenstien of Labette County owned the supreme champion commercial doe, with Sadie Eggers from Woodson County owning the reserve supreme.
Merck Animal Health was the exclusive sponsor of the beef show and Cargill underwrote the sheep and goat shows. Additional sponsors included Emprise Bank, Farm Credit Associations of Kansas, FerAppease, Huvepharma, INTRUST Bank, Kansas Department of Agriculture, Kansas Farm Bureau and Farm Bureau Financial Services, KLA, Kansas State University, Open Ranch Trailer Sales and PrairieLand Partners.
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Unlucky traffic ticket
My friend from Asbury, Mo, ol’ A.C. Doocey, recently got the strangest traffic ticket I’ve ever heard of.
A.C. has retired from part-time farming and as a part-time electrician and has gotten himself a new part-time job as a blackjack dealer at a close-by casino. He called me the other day and his end of the phone conversation went like this:
“Milo, the other day, I was on my way home from work when the strangest thing happened. Traffic was heavy as usual in Joplin, and as I sat at a red light, out of nowhere, a colorful little bird slammed into my windshield.
“If that wasn’t bad enough, the poor creature got its wing stuck under the windshield wiper. It wuz just flapping helplessly. Just then the light turned green, and there I was with a bird stuck on my windshield. I had to make a split-second decision and I decided to try and dislodge the poor bird by turning on the windshield wipers.
“And, to my surprise, it actually worked. On the upswing, the bird flew off, and here is the crazy thing — it slammed right onto the windshield of the car behind me. No, it didn’t get caught under the windshield wipers of that vehicle. It killed itself. And, unfortunately for me, the car behind me was a police car.
“Just more of my plain ol’ bad luck. Of course, immediately the officer turned on his emergency lights, and I was forced to pull over. The officer walked up and I could see him reaching for his ticket book.
“I tried to talk my way out of a ticket, but trying to plead my case fell on deaf ears.
“The officer simply stated, ‘Talking ain’t gonna do you no good. I’m going to have to write you up … for flipping me the bird.’”
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A farm kid, who’d gained sales experience through his FFA chapter, went off to college and got himself a part-time sales job working in an upscale men’s clothing store.
The store owner showed the kid all the inventory and ended up showing him an extremely ugly sports coat. It had been in the store’s inventory for a year, and the owner explained that, if the kid could sell that sports coat, he’d prove his worth as a salesman, plus, earn himself half of whatever dollar amount he could sell the coat.
With that explanation, the owner went off for lunch and left the kid alone as the sole salesman in the story.
After his lunch, the owner returned to the store and his eyes fell on this scene. Clothes were scattered helter-skelter. He looked for the kid salesman and didn’t see him. He then heard someone groan and he hurried over the counter and saw the kid salesman laying on the floor all cut up and bruised and bloody.
“What in the world happened to you?” the owner asked.
The kid slowly got to his feet, groaned, but then broke into a smile and and pointed at the rack where that ugly sports coat had been. “I sold it,” the kid exclaimed. “For $200. So, you owe me a $100 bonus.”
The astounded owner saw the coat was actually gone. He shook his head in disbelief and asked, “You gotta tell me how you accomplished that sale? I’ve been trying for a year and never got anyone to take a serious look at it — let alone buy it! Now wait a minute! Don’t tell me that the guy you sold the coat to, hated it so much that he did this to you?”
The kid salesman then says, “Nope, the customer just loved the way the coat fit. However, his seeing eye dog almost killed me!”
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I might as well continue in this far-out vein. A wealthy young Texas rancher wuz returning from a trip to Europe to evaluate some cattle he hoped to import. But, on his return trip, his plane got diverted to Boston overnight and he ended up enjoying an adult beverage at the crowded hotel bar.
He wuz sitting at the bar wearing his Stetson proudly when an attractive young lady sat down next to him and asked in her clipped feminine New England accent, “And, just where are you from, cowboy?”
The rancher tipped his hat and courteously replied, “Texas, ma’am. And where y’all from?
The lady answered softly back in the noisy bar, “Yale.”
The cowboy immediately rose to his feet, cupped his hands around his mouth, and at the top of his voice yelled, “Where ya’ll from, ma’am?”
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Last week, I wrote about some ways a farmer or rancher can tell is he’s really old and experienced. Well, I’ve thought about some more delved up from childhood memories.
You know you’re an old experienced farmer if you can remember shocking “sorgo” at harvest, then in the winter going to the field with a wagon mounted with a guillotine blade and tearing down the shocks, cutting off the heads of sorgo with the blade, then grinding the heads for cattle, hog, or chicken feed and feeding the stalks and leaves as cattle fodder.
You know you’re an experienced farmer when you can recall days of yore in the summer when milk cows were milked by hand outside in the cow lot and never put into a stanchion in the barn. The cows were fed in a pan and stood contentedly eating while they were milked.
You are an experienced farmer or rancher if you still remember how to harness work horses.
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Words of wisdom for the week: “Agriculture is a life-long lesson is patience. It takes months to grow a crop and 9-months to bring a calf to life.” Have a good ‘un.






