Rat Poison

For those of you that are interested here is a little story about poison.
If a pet gets rat poison in their system, it depletes their Vitamin K and they start bleeding internally. If not caught in time they will bleed to death.
If it’s caught in time you would take her to your local Veterinarin who would send you to an E.R. Pet Hospital. They would put fluids in through an IV then probably 1 to 3 blood transfusions to keep them alive.If they make it they are sent home with Vitamin K to be fed two times a day for 30 days.
This is a true story, as we (Eula & John Coil & Callie #67) have experienced this. Callie appears to be coming back to normal.

Please, do not put rat poisons outside of the storage units. All animals have to do is walk through it to get it on their paws.

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By Jackie Deal

Numbers! Big numbers make my eyes glaze over; how about you? Anything over two zeros is just so
much blah, blah, blah. Let’s see if we can make the recent Covid numbers come alive. (Current Oregon
Covid cases=41,719.) Using the 2018 census let’s try it.
Start with Sutherlin, dear little Sutherlin. Take every man, woman and child in Sutherlin–everyone! Line
them up on Interstate 5; come on that means you too. Line up toward the South, everybody. Then take
every man, woman and child in Roseburg—every last one of ‘em. Line them up on the freeway. They’d
probably meet the Sutherlin folks and spread a bit south, don’t you think?
Now down to Winston: take every man, woman and child and line them up on Interstate 5 stretching
north to meet the Roseburg folks. Just imagine all those bodies out on Interstate 5! No cars, just men,
women and children from Winston through Roseburg to Sutherlin.
Now take a crop duster loaded with Covid 19 virus and spray every last person on that freeway. Get
everybody infected. That’s the number of diagnosed Covid cases in Oregon on October 24 th , 2020.

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Landscape Committee Members,

Our last Landscape Committee meeting for the season, scheduled for this Friday, October 30th, has been cancelled.

The results of the many hours of hard work by our volunteers can be seen all over our beautiful park. Thank you to each and every one of you for your commitment and efforts. You are simply the best and we can’t do this without all of you.

Some of us prefer to stay busy during the off-season and will continue to work independently around the park. If you are one of those members, we encourage you to look for landscape maintenance opportunities specifically in the common areas around your own lots.

Have a great fall/winter season. See you in the spring!

Bob Paxton @ 713-822-5321
Vicky Mount @ 530-720-5413
Bob Feiler @ 503-886-9175

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Emergency Alert Survey – please return to your Block Captain

Every Timber Valley member should have received an ‘Emergency Alert Survey’ in their mailbox recently.

Sometimes emergencies happen in the middle of the night when most of us are sleeping and many have their phones turned off.

The park is looking for the most effective way to alert members quickly and effectively at nighttime. (This will supplement, not replace, the text and email Alerts.)

Please fill out your Survey by choosing one or more ways that would be best for you: Fire siren, Train crossing bells, Bull horn, Car horn, Bells, or Drums.

And return survey to your Block Captain by Nov. 1. 

If you have any questions or need another survey, contact David Van Westen (714) 625-2334, Site # 182.

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Don’t Miss This One . . .

Jacks & Jills Oct. meeting poster 2020
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Thank you! Thank you! To those of you who tried to help me find the word I wanted for, shall we temporarily call it, “Corona virus fatigue?”. Many good suggestions, but, of course, the word I wanted popped into my head at 3 a.m. (Who says insomnia is a bad thing?) It’s really a very tiny word, only 5 letters. Looks good in print but I doubt if you could use it too easily in conversation.
You see, it’s actually a French word and thus, to our Americanized ears, the pronunciation is funny. I think you’ll agree it looks good in print: ENNUI. It’s defined as a “feeling of utter weariness and discontent resulting from satiety.” Satiety, usually referring to food, is being full, probably over-full. And we are over-full of corona virus warnings, right? Now to try to pronounce it. I had to haul out my old American Heritage Dictionary and it gave me: un-we (long e, accent on we). Just try using that in everyday conversation and see what results you get. “Huh? What ya’ say?”
No matter the word, the feeling is hounding us. More mask warnings? New restrictions? And new statistics, each time worse than before. Why can’t we just bury our heads in the sand until it goes away? Sorry, folks, Corona Virus is real. It’s bad and it’s getting worse. We HAVE to hang in there. We simply must. Yes, it’s been about seven long months and we’re fed up with it. And that’s not a good kind of satiety.
Scientists and doctors much better educated and far smarter than me have grappled with the problem and made suggestions. Listen to them. My suggestions are basic. Don’t question the restrictions, they exist. People who know more than we do, say: do it! So do it. They say it will get worse. Accept it. Don’t quibble.
We’re strong enough. We can hang in there. After all, most of us come from pioneer stock or immigrant stock that suffered far more than we are suffering. And let’s be realistic: is it really so bad? No one has taken away our civil liberties. Wearing a mask and washing our hands doesn’t qualify as losing our rights as American citizens.
We have so much to be thankful for. We’re not dodging bombs every time a plane flies overhead. We aren’t living in caves or under bridges. We eat, yah, probably more than we need if you think of the average girth. No matter how disgusted we get with our politicians, we are blessed to be Americans.
So next time a plane flies overhead, look up and smile. When a police car drives by: wave. When the news makes you sick: turn it off. Each night and each morning, thank God for the blessings you have.
Together, we’ll make it.

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By Jackie Deal

There’s a word, or a phrase, that I need. I know it exists and it’s tucked way back in my mind. I‘ve thought and thought (a hard thing to do with so little practice.) Google it? Of course, no matter what we need; Google it, right? But the problem is: I don’t know what the word is that I want to Google. I tried and Google just got into a snit and so did I. I even threatened to flush it down the toilet, but it knew better.

Dictionaries! AW! I have two huge dictionaries that I haven’t used since Google and Yahoo came along. Down on my hand and knees to dig them out of the bottom of the book case. Ugh! They weigh a ton. Blow off the dust. And then realize. You can’t look up a word if you don’t have a word to look up! Remember when your kids were little: “Mmmaaaa, how do you spell it?” And you said, “Look it up” and they said, “Mmmmaaa, how can I look it up if I can’t spell it?” Smart alecks!

Aw Ha! Roget’s Thesaurus. What a waste of time. Nothing even close. Can’t find antonyms and synonyms if you don’t have a word to begin with.

So what is this word I’m so steamed up about? Okay, let me explain. You know how after something bad goes along for a long, long time and you have to be on high alert and then eventually you begin to not really care anymore? It’s sorta like burn-out, only that’s not really it. It’s maybe what happens down in Louisiana or Mississippi (remember learning to spell that in grade school? M-i- curly que-curly que-i curly que-curly que- i-humpback-humpback i.) Now if you’ve just moved there, (no matter how it’s spelled) and there’s an evacuation ordered for hurricanes or tornadoes. You leap into the car, Whoops! Grab the kids and the dog and then leap into the car. But as it happens over and over you move slower and finally you say, “Aw what the heck, it’s just hype.” And you don’t leave.

It happened in London during the bombing by Hitler. At first everyone dashed into the shelters and stayed down low. But night after night when they weren’t hit; well, finally some of them didn’t run so fast or didn’t run at all. Unfortunately, then some of them never ran again.

It’s an actual medical condition. You can tolerate a condition of high adrenalin just so long. Adrenalin is the old “Fight or Flight” hormone. The Siberian tiger is attacking and you need to fight or get the blazes out of there. Nowadays, there’s no tiger but there’s still fearful and stressful situations and the adrenalin response kicks in. Continued high adrenalin can lead to high blood pressure, strokes and heart attacks.

But what I’m thinking of is more the emotional response. For seven month or so we’ve been on high alert. Social distancing: had you ever heard of that before the corona virus? Masks. Wash your hands. It’s posted on every doorway and in practically every bathroom. Don’t shake hands, don’t hug (What does a hug feel like?). And slowly we’re becoming a little lax.

We don’t know how much longer this will last. We do know that it’s supposed to get worse with the flu hitting, school starting and indoor gatherings in cold weather. Sounds like we should be more vigilant rather than less. But Oh. Ho hum.

And then we read the statistics: more covid positives this week than ever before. More deaths. Worldwide. And yes, right in our own counties and communities. Somehow we’ve got to pull ourselves up by our bootstraps and remain vigilant. We’ve got to fight against that word that I can’t remember. Can you help me out? What is the word that I wanted to use for a title for this piece?

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Suzy Rupert, Rock Painter Extraordinaire

Under the category of “sees a need… does something about it”, Suzy Rupert (Lot 68) is at the top of the list.

Earlier this year she, like many of us, saw all the larger rocks that line many of the roadway intersections around our park. It was obvious that many of these rocks had, at one point, been painted white. And the reason they’d been painted white in the past is safety. Aging eyes, Oregon fog, and long winter darkness combine to make negotiating the curves and turns of our roads a bit challenging at times… especially at night.

But time had taken a toll and the white safety rocks had mostly faded back to nature. Keeping park rocks bright and white is certainly not an easy task and it was a task that just hadn’t bubbled to the top of anyone’s priority list. So it didn’t get done.

Enter Suzy. For much of this summer, she could be seen with her golf-cart “paintmobile” at various spots around the park, intently cleaning, brushing, and painting those long forgotten safety rocks back to brilliant life. When headlights illuminate the corner ahead, negotiating the turn is now much easier and safer.

So a huge Thank You to Suzy for seeing this need… and doing something about it.

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Connie Sue and Jimmie Atwood were Timber Valley residents for over 30 years: well-known, well-liked and active in park activities. Jimmie passed away Sept. 30, 2017 and Connie Sue, Sept 20, 2020. Connie Sue was living in Oakland with her daughter, Terry, when she died on her birthday.
Jimmie was in the Army in 1950s and together they lived in New Mexico and El Paso, Texas. Before moving here, they worked in Yellowstone in 1987, the year of the “big fire”. They became lease holders in Timber Valley on May 4, 1990.

Their three daughters were born in El Paso, Texas, Terry Stephson, Donna Sue Martinez and Bonnie Jean Montoya. Connie Sue and Jimmie had six grandchildren and one great grandchild. Connie Sue is remembered as a “great Mom who was always there for us,” by her daughters.

Her friends in Timber Valley remember her love of playing “Hand and Foot”, “Pokeno” and other games. She was active in Jacks and Jill’s and in Chapter Nine. Part of Timber Valley’s history has passed away with the loss of these early day residents.

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Most of us remember Annie Thompson, gentle, smiling, along with her husband Mickey and their dog, Minnie, the best friends anyone could have. Annie (Anita Loya Thompson) passed away Sept. 14, 2020 at almost 88 years of age.

Mickey and Annie owned the Sutherlin Auto Supply and worked with the newly forming  Timber Valley Park. They moved into the park Feb. 9, 2007.

Annie was a proud Marine; her picture is on one of the light posts along 400 West Central and Mickey’s is on the reverse side. They met when Mickey as a Navy Corpsman was working with the Marines in South Carolina. They were married for 67 years. Annie is survived by daughters Laura Ledford and Kathy Spjut and son, Mickey Jr.

Annie, who was Mexican, was the first non-white person in Sutherlin. She and Mickey were Southern Oregon coordinators for the American Field Service hosting exchange students. Laura says, “When exchange students didn’t fit into the homes they were sent to, they would come to our home and stay with us.” She described one Ethiopian student whose dark skin caused problems with the school and town. Annie and family persevered and the Ethiopian student became a popular and well liked addition to the community, helping to break down racial prejudice in the school and Sutherlin.

Laura says, “Annie lived a long, loving and purposeful life, serving both her country and her community.” Annie and Mickey received one of the “Quilts of Valor” for their service in the Korean War. They volunteered for their church and worked with married couples and teenagers.

Mickey, 89 years old, has suffered three strokes recently and is recovering at his daughter Laura’s home. He will soon be leaving for New Mexico to live with Laura and her husband. Cards can be sent to Mickey Thompson at 743 East 4 th Street, Sutherlin, OR. 97479 until about Oct 25. Then he will be moving to New Mexico; his daughter Kathy will forward any mail: Her address is Kathy Spjut , 3459 Pine St. North Bend, Oregon, 97459.

Annie Thompson, USMC

Annie and Mickey

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