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Helen Schrader Memoriam
Timber Valley lost a long time and treasured member on August 31, 2024 when Helen passed away. Helen was born in Chicago on December 13, 1936. She and her family moved to Bandon, Oregon in 1949 where her father and partner built and operated the Bandon Wayside Motel. She would graduate from Bandon High School and marry her sweetheart Gene Schrader in 1954. This past June 12 th Gene and Helen celebrated 70 years of marriage!
Helen’s passion in life was her family and music. Many of us know Helen because of her love of playing the piano. She began playing when she was 3 years old and could play just about anything by ear. She played on Sundays for her church, the Calapooia Free Methodist Church in Sutherlin for many years. She also enjoyed playing at area assisted living facilities, sharing her upbeat songs with so many. Helen was a lifetime member of Eastern Star and served previously as the Grand Pianist for the state of Oregon playing for audiences up to 1000 people.
Helen also loved to travel. Special trips included a trip to Germany and another to
Hawaii. Upon retiring Gene and Helen bought a 5 th wheel and began traveling the
United States and spending time hosting in state parks in Oregon. In 2007, they
became permanent residents of the Timber Valley SKP park, eventually settling in #70.
Mom loved their SKP home and felt loved and supported by all who knew her. They
remained in the park 17 years until this past August when they moved into Callahan
Village in Roseburg.
Helen is survived by her husband Gene, sons and daughters-in-laws Don and Jeannine
Schrader (Gold Hill), Ken and Julie Schrader (Colorado) and daughter and son-in-law
Mindy and Mark Rund (Sutherlin). Mindy and Mark are Timber Valley members and
have just moved into the park, renting #57. She is also survived by her brother and
sister-in-law Bill and Lora Wehner (Bandon). Helen has seven grandchildren and ten
great grandchildren, along with many nieces and nephews. Helen was loved by all.
There will be a celebration of life for Helen on October 19 th at 11am at the Calapooia
Free Methodist Church in Sutherlin.
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LAUGHTER
How long has it been since you laughed until tears ran down your cheeks – happy tears? Laughter is not only good for the soul it is good for your health. Laughter releases endorphins known as Continue reading
TV Log for the Week Sept 1 to Sept 7
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DICK RAUSCHER, MEMORIAM
DICK RAUSCHER, MEMORIAM
Timber Valley lost a very important and valued member on August 20, 2024 when Dick Rauscher passed away. Although he and Melinda were only in the park about two years, he was a positive influence in many lives. Dick started the Support Group and helped many who were struggling with the grief that comes from losses.
Dick and Melinda were very active with the Timber Valley Garden, helping the infant group to develop and grow into the great asset it is in the park today. A Group member says, “Dick was the perfect facilitator for our group. He will be greatly missed for his caring and gentle approach.”
Dick was born in upstate New York October 3, 1942 and obtained a BS in Engineering there. He soon discovered he wasn’t happy with that lifestyle. At thirty year of age, with a wife and three children, he moved onto 27 acres and began what he termed a “self-reliant living” style.
Subsequently, he decided to become a pastor and was ordained an elder in the United Methodist Church. To that he added becoming a “psychology and mental health counselor”.
He wrote and published three books on his counseling and mental health philosophies. He also wrote the “Stony Hill Newsletter” blog.
Dick and Melinda were married on New Year’s Eve 1990. They traveled extensively in the USA and did many years of volunteering for Oregon State Parks, the BLM in Utah and Ochoco National Forest
Dick is survived by his wife, Melinda, sons, Tom Rauscher, Conrad Rauscher and daughters, Kristine Bianche of Rochester, New York and Jennifer Stuckless of Portland, Oregon.
In lieu of flowers, the family of Dick Rauscher has asked that memorial contributions be sent to CHI Mercy Health Medical Center in his name.
Visit https://mercyfoundation.ejoinme.org/…/818297/Default.aspx and request that your
donation be given to the ICU is his name.
Melinda will be staying in the park.
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Coffee and T
Sometimes a full table at The Ratcheds Senior Center is comprised of just one person. Now don’t get me wrong. T Rex (fka Thomas King) is a good friend. We’ve had some really great conversations and he’s a brilliant thinker. But every once in a while he can get so wound up a conversation can become a soliloquy. He doesn’t try to dominate the agenda but his energy and enthusiasm kinda hangs over the table like a force field. Sometimes he’s a scholar. Sometimes a curmudgeon . Sometimes his words are profound and you are back in school. Hanging on every syllable. Other times they are so shocking and off the wall you stare in disbelief. Either way T is heard. Today he’s a little more wound up than normal because Wanda is out of town and he has no adult supervision.
“There’s just too much stuff that’s too hard to understand. Last week I accompanied Wanda to a visit with her heart doctor. We sat in the waiting room where they have a closed circuit tv so you don’t get bored and realize how long you are waiting. Now this particular loop is telling you how to avoid coming here in the first place. Eat the right food, get plenty of rest, drink lots of water and eat a bunch of fiber to keep you going. Literally. I don’t get it. Why on earth would you spend beaucoup bucks getting your degrees and learning your trade. Beaucoup more bucks buying or setting up a practice, buying equipment and hiring staff so you can tell people how to put you out of business. The old time dentist had the right idea. Get a checkup, you get a lollipop. Repeat business guaranteed.
I hate when people or companies do stupid stuff. I mean, for crying out loud,
THINK!!! For example, I got a mailer the other day from the Pluto Society. The cremation people, not the Disney dog. Well guess what. They invited me to come to a sales pitch for their services. THEY WERE HAVING A BARBECUE. The cremation people wanted to pitch cremation at a BARBECUE. I guess nobody remembers Soylent Green. Boggle it if you want a chuckle. I say again, THINK. Watch tv and you’re gonna see a commercial for a weight loss drug. Followed by an ad for pizza. And one for beer. But pay attention and you’ll see nobody drinking the beer. It’s gotta be really crappy beer if nobody’s drinking it. So why buy it in the first place. What’s that all about?”
T takes a long slug of coffee and our vegan chef, Sue Keeney, sticks her toe in the water. “T, I agree with you one hundred percent. I get frustrated when supposedly educated and intelligent people butcher the English language.”
“Sue, you have no idea. I was talking about this with Sister Mary Annette the other day. You know her, she runs the puppet show over at the church. Somebody makes up words and put in letters at random so you can’t figure out how to pronounce them. Phlegm for example. Ghoul ! PSEUDO! Who in the world decided on that. And another thing,” he rants,” The other day I was reading about the Flat Earth Society. I mean supposedly smart people think the earth is flat instead of round. Flat is flat and round is round. I bet those are the nitwits that invented the word FLATulence. Well I know where it comes from and it’s for sure got to be round. Think about it ”
Stay tuned for further adventures from Ratcheds By The Sea. A beautiful town on the coast. Where everyone is beautiful and at least one degree off center.
Fred Prout
Communications Committee Posting Standards
The Communications Committee is concerned about the growing number of
announcements, notices, and signs that are posted at the Clubhouse and the
office/mailroom. At times, there is little, if any, room to post things that should be posted.
Therefore, we have come up with a set of standards to help guide our members in this
regard.
1. Do not post anything on any doors. The problems are that tape can damage the
finish or painted surface of the door and signs/posters on glass doors interfere with
the ability to see through the door. Many doors have bulletin boards nearby and
that is where posting should go.
2. Please refrain from posting notices of regularly scheduled meeting or events.
Timber Valley has as many as 30 or so regularly scheduled meetings or events every
week. Our bulletin boards would be quickly over-run if all events had signs or
notices.
3. If you put a poster or notice on a bulletin board, you are responsible for removing it
after the event.
EVENT POSTING LOCATIONS
CLUBHOUSE EXTERIOR
1. Bulletin Board front door to big room at North parking lot.
2. Bulletin board at rear door to dining room from South parking lot.
3. Bulletin board at door to big room from laundry room alcove.
CLUBHOUSE INTERIOR
1. Bulletin Board in dining room.
2. Bulletin Board in laundry room.
MAIN OFFICE/MAIL ROOM
1. Outside double door bulletin board (the key is obtained inside the office-during business hours)
2. Bulletin board inside the mail room
** PLEASE Do not post on the East and West side of clubhouse.
Communication Committee Chairperson
Marc Stalnaker
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All that Glimmers is not Gold
All that glimmers is not gold. Actually that’s derived from a Wm. Shakespeare line “All that glisters is not gold.” There may not be many golden “glisters” in daily life, but how about small “glimmers”? Little tiny moments of joy. They may be unexpected but they’re all around if you look for them.
Driving out of the park on a horridly hot day I spotted three turkeys, wings spread out, lolling in the shade of a tree. “How like three humans”, I thought. Relaxing in the shade. Just being sociable. I smiled the rest of the way to town.
The early morning silence is another glimmer. You can see it and feel it; an invigorating start of your day. Something to remember if your day gets too hectic.
Notice the lights and shadows in the trees. This time of year we can see the range of warm yellows and reds beginning to burst through the usual green. There’s one tree that’s especially beautiful. One year it was absolutely orange. Since then it’s been various shades of red and burgundy. It seems to lead the other trees in the color race. We’ll see what it is this year. Now that’s a real glimmer.
And think how quickly our green hills have become golden. It’s like overnight and we have a new landscape. Many of our oaks turn a dejected brown before giving up their leaves. Are they anticipating a long winter?
Someone smiles and waves as you drive by; do you smile and wave back? You just received a glimmer so give it back. I was greeted in the store the other day by a woman I didn’t know who said “Hello, Sunshine”. I thanked her and said “You just made my day brighter.” That was a glimmer; she walked on smiling too. Perhaps I shared a glimmer with her.
I needed new winter gloves; steering wheels can be frigid in the wintertime. I found a beautiful pair of softest blue, beautiful, but they had a tiny hole. I bought them cheap, mended the hole and now I fairly purr when I look at them. Tomorrow I can wear them, the weather man promises temps in the 50s in the morning and boy, will they feel good.
There are lots of glimmers; I’m trying to accumulate at least three each day. They may not be pure gold but they add up to a lot of glistening, glimmering good feelings.
Jackie Deal
Why Words Matter
Words matter. In stories they can create a multitude of emotions. A writer essentially creates a picture with words. A reader can lose himself in a well written story as the writer weaves his magic spell. Have you ever been so into a story about a winter storm that when you closed your book, you were disoriented as you returned to 100 degree humid reality? Words can create a simple or a classy stylish setting – simple or sophisticated. Words let the reader escape into an alternate reality.
Words call upon all the senses. They can make you cry or laugh out loud. Soothing words linked together can bring calm and a sense of well being. Action words can get your heart racing as you experience a situation filled with danger and adventure. Otherworldly words can transport you into another world where you feel what it is like to live on another planet and encounter other species. Words of nature can be warm and wondrous as you imagine the flora and fauna around you. Animals have their own set of related words. They speak of companionship and warm fuzzies. Some animals cry out for help and rescue, eliciting feelings of compassion and empathy. You are drawn to a cause greater than yourself. Words take us out of ourselves and let us experience whatever we can imagine.
Once we have experienced the power of words in stories, we can bring their essence into our present. We can choose kindness over criticism. We can choose truth over misinformation. We can choose words of encouragement for our fellow man. We can use empathetic words to soothe the aching grief of a friend who has lost their soul mate. We can choose words that bring laughter and a sense of belonging.
Words matter. Choose them wisely for your words have a ripple effect as they spread out to people you never knew who were touched by the words you spoke.
Ruby Bonham
Writing Group
8-6-2024
New Lost & Found Location
For those looking to find what they have lost, or those who have FOUND something that someone else has LOST … There is a box located at the Clubhouse. The box has a brightly colored pink sign for those items. If you find keys, or other items of value, please drop them off at the Office.
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In Memoriam: Carole Hamby
The Timber Valley flag was lowered in honor of Carole Hamby, former member #99. Carole passed away on Tuesday, August 06, 2024. Carole and her husband, JW were original members of Timber Valley, helping to organize and build the park. They moved onto Lot #99 on September 24, 1998 and stayed on that lot until they moved from the Park in July 2023. They returned to their home in Las Vegas, NV after leaving Sutherlin. Carole is survived by her husband, JW.
Carole was admired for the beautiful flowers she grew & her wacky sense if humor.
If you would like to send a personal card to JW, please put it in Peggy Russell’s box (11). She will forward all cards.
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News from the Office
Overnight, the Office was taken over by Fairies! Poor Henrietta was kicked out of her window box as the Fairies made their village amongst the rose branches. Henrietta did make new friends while moving to the Office counter. She has befriended Betty Bumble Bee and Lila Ladybug.
Fall is just around the corner and maybe Henrietta can return to her cozy window box.
Kim
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Squirrel Droppings – I got old
by Fred Prout
I may have mentioned that I live with a lot of older people. But I do everything possible to avoid joining their legions. I look around and see people with canes, walkers, rollators and electric scooters. One of my mottos is “ Ageing is mandatory, getting old is optional “ A state of mind.
In order to preserve my third or fourth childhood I have a certain regimen.
Physically I walk on the treadmill for a mile and a half. Eat breakfast and go to Planet Fitness to work out for 45 to 60 minutes. Physically I am in better shape than former football star Howie Long. I can still tie my own shoelaces.
Mentally I constantly read. Books, news, magazines. Anything to retain mental acuity. Word puzzles. A great mental exercise.
Socially I am involved with numerous activities. Interpersonal interactions. Concerts, games , shows. Whatever I can do to co-mingle with my peers. Exchanging ideas on whatever we can. Making ourselves think. Keep the brain juices flowing to keep from becoming a victim of time. The dreaded GETTING OLD.
In spite of all my precautions I recently got old.
Just briefly though.
How in the world did this happen?
The adage “ No good deed goes unpunished “ comes to mind. It seems my sweetheart was in need of what are called upper foundational undergarments.
There are many words for said items. If you use Boggle you will find upwards of fourteen different euphemisms. The most descriptive,of course, is the German word Holzemfrumfloppen. Really. I wouldn’t just make stuff up.
Anyway, we end up in the local department store. Head to the Ladies Intimate
department. What the British call Knickers and Knockers. I’m commanded to wait in a twelve square foot area in the event that I might somehow be needed. Yeah, right.
Pacing, standing and avoiding eye contact.TWELVE SQUARE FEET!!!
Now you older married men can skip this paragraph. Please don’t but you can. You have undoubtedly experienced it. You youngsters pay particular attention as your entire future may depend on what you learn. See, guys buying any of this stuff walk in. Two style choices. Three brands with one on sale. We grab the sale items in our size and fifteen seconds later whip out the card and poof all done.
Ladies? Ha!!! The choices are mind boggling. Sports bras. Underwire. Full Figure. Cross Strap. Lightly Padded. Wait, Underwire??? Seventeen different brands. Each one measuring differently. This 38 is not the same as that 38.
Then cup size. All different confusing letters. Why not use a scale like fried egg to lemon to cantaloupe and everything in between. It would be easier but we would miss out on the next part of the adventure.
Trying them on.
First wander around to find someone to open the dressing room. I understand this. You certainly don’t want to just do this on the sales floor. Remember I’m still pacing my assigned twelve square feet. There are usually more trying oners than rooms. Guys the best thing that can happen to you is that someone tries to cut the line. Your time pacing will go by much quicker. Ladies kicking and scratching. Yelling and screaming. Each room has a card with the number of items to try. Double that number for the amount of jiggling and tucking. Remember. Be invisible. No eye contact as you pace your assigned area. You are in enemy territory.
My sweetheart finally emerges from the room. I surreptitiously check my watch. WOW!!! Less than two hours of pacing and only three trips with different choices. FREE AT LAST. My twelve square feet expands to infinity. We can pay and leave. Might even make it for dinner.
Then it dawns on me. I spent all that time lurking in their private, personal domain. Not one single woman has glared at me silently snarling “PERVERT”. “GO AWAY”
I obviously had the look of an over the hill, not to be concerned about, OLD MAN! How ego deflating. But I’m sure I’ll get over it in time. On the way out of the store we pass the shoe department. I eye the display of Sketchers Step Ins and secretly gloat: Eat your heart out Howie Long. I can still tie my own shoelaces .
I’m not so old after all.
Fred Prout
Writing Group and “A Charmed Life”
by Ruby Bonham
The Writing Group meets every Saturday morning at 9:30 in the Card
Room. Anyone can attend and contribute their own style of writing or just
listen. We have a core of five members with others that attend when they
can. The group has been meeting for nearly a year.
We usually start with a ten minute free write. We have a small can
full of words. We each draw one or two words and write something using
those words. The results bring a lot of laughter and encouragement for each
other. A couple of weeks ago we drew one word that we all would use.
Each person wrote two or three sentences about that word then passed their
paper to the person on the right. We each added our sentences and passed
the papers until they came back to the original writer. It was interesting to
hear the “mini” stories. Having done this we decided to take our own papers
and create a story using the elements created by the group. The word used
was “charm”. Charm can be used in several different ways and the results
reflected this. Creativity takes many directions and we encouraged each
other to give it a try.
My first sentence stated: 1) each charm told a story like chapters in a
book 2) the first charm represented graduation 3) the next was the first job
after college graduation 4) the next was a new house 5) the final charm was
a baby carriage – an empty carriage.
Following is ‘A Charmed Life’ created from my collective paper.
A CHARMED LIFE
Kari lovingly touched each charm on her bracelet. Every charm had a story, like chapters in a book. As she held the first charm she became lost in the memories. Her Dad had given her the bracelet with the first charm, a graduation cap, when she graduated from high school. She remembered how proud he was of her and all the love the bracelet represented. Continue reading
News Flash – Chair Volleyball Expands
News Flash….The Intergalactic Association of Chair Volleyball LTD has authorized Timber Valley SKP a second weekly event. Due to the phenomenal success of the Sunday game, we have added a second chance to hone your skills and experience abundant laughter on Thursdays at 2PM. All are welcome and it’s FREE! See your Team Up calendar and see you there.
Ken Smedley
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Eisenhower’s Matrix
by Jackie Deal
What would Amber say? Amber is my black and white tuxedo cat. Beautiful shimmery, black with just enough white. What does she say? Amber wisely seldom, almost never, says anything. Would that I could learn from her. I’ve just been to a meeting where I said too much. Amber would know better.
The only time she talks is when she wants her treats. Those teeny, tiny, fish flavored treats. (She recently refused to eat the chicken flavored ones.) Those treats, some people have said, they’re like cocaine for a cat, they’re her daily delight. She meows when she want them. She wants them and right now!
Why can’t I learn from her? I recently read; I’ll tell you who it’s attributed to after I describe it. There’s a four-way matrix for decision making. The first is things that are important and urgent. (Now then might be a good time to speak up.) The second is things that are urgent but not important. That one’s a little harder for me to comprehend.) The third is things that are Important but not urgent. And the forth is things that are neither. (I tend to waste my breath on those.)
Think about it. There are dozen of examples in our everyday life. We spend far too much time agonizing over the fourth dimension. What about the other three? I’m going to try to apply that to leading Jacks and Jill’s in the coming year. We need to focus on first of all the important and urgent things and probably the others will fall into place.
Who developed this matrix? A man who used it in making decisions relating to World War II and the presidency of the United States, General Dwight D. Eisenhower. If it was good enough for him, maybe it’s good enough for us.