Category Archives: Family

Sha-Bock Farm Bed and Breakfast

When we had grandchildren visiting we decided to take them to a friend’s farm. Sha-Bock Farm Bed and Breakfast is just a few miles away and they happen to have animals that are nowhere to be found on Sunnybook Farm.

Wyatt, Arianna, Serenity, and Eli looked around the farm.

The first animal spotted when we drove into the farmyard was a peacock, but it was too fast for me to get a good photo. Chickens also roam the farmyard. Last year we got a few eggs from the Bock flock to put under our setting hen, so a few of our birds are related.

Next the children got to view the llama and alpacas that live at Sha-Bock Farm.

One large Llama in the back, surrounded by assorted alpaca just days after sheering.
Eli tried getting a closer look.
Jeb Bock said his alpaca haven’t forgiven him yet for their spring hair cuts.
Serenity, Arianna, Wyatt, and Eli enjoyed their visit to Sha-Bock Farm B&B

I think anyone who would like to relax in the country would enjoy their time spent on the Sha-Bock Farm B&B. You never know, you might be faster and get a good photo of their pea fowl. Check them out online at:
http://shabockfarmbb.com/index.html

Squad leader — Chuck Paska

I grew up hearing stories about WWII from my dad. His stories were always funny and never centered on the horrors that he lived through. Once, as he checked out a building, he turned to see a scraggly man holding a gun standing in his path. He shot. It turned out he had seen his own image in a mirror, which he had then blasted to smithereens.

He never told his daughters how he as a young man had gone through hell and came home again.

On this Memorial Day I honor him for his service.

Toys from Susan’s past

When Antiques Roadshow came to Green Bay in 2017, I tried for tickets, but when I didn’t win any, I volunteered. I knew that volunteers were allowed to have two items appraised, too.

I took two toys from my childhood: a doll handed down to me from my Aunt Mary Ann. (All three of us: me, my aunt, and the doll had the same color hair.) The other treasured doll from my youth was a Howdy Doody marionette.

Sweet Sue and Howdy Doody

I knew my dolls weren’t worth much. I just really wanted to know a bit about the fancy-dressed doll.

Marshall Thomas Martin, the doll appraiser, gave me a great gift. He told me that my doll was made after WWII. She was a plastic American Character doll. The best part was her name. She’s called Sweet Sue!

My Sweet Sue is only worth $45, but that’s okay. To me she’s priceless. My 1950s Howdy Doody marionette is only worth $20. Howdy is made from composite materials, which is why he has so many cracks.

I just thought I’d share them with you today.

A creative expression of love

Bob has gotten all kinds of get-well cards, but one could not be stuffed in an envelope. It had to be hand-delivered.

This card arrived a couple weeks ago, but I just never got around to photographing it. Finally, I took the time today.

This card is from our son, Rob, his wife Tara and our grandchildren: Ethan, Seth, Aryana.

A real ‘candy-gram’ from the Plover Manzkes

Here’s what it says:

“Hey Mr. Goodbar! We wanted to Take5 to tell you how Extra special you are with this Whopper of a card! With Mounds of luck we Scored bigger than 100Grand Payday as you Crunch and Munch on these Whatchamacallits. We hope our card brings you Snickers and Almond Joy. We love you… as tall as the Andes as big as the MilkyWay and more than all the Skittles in the rainbow! Hugs ‘n Kisses from Rob, Tara, Ethan, Seth, Caleb, and Aryana. We love you!

I’m pretty sure the creativity behind this card was from our daughter-in-law, Tara, but the love came from everyone. I hope I transcribed it correctly

I still haven’t had the heart to cut off any of the candy. Bob and I don’t need the extra sugar. Maybe we’ll have to have a party to share it all.

A few more photos with Wyatt

I was outside a lot today and didn’t think much about my blog. Tonight I thought I’d share more photos Rachel took yesterday.

We had a laugh while waiting for Bob’s doctor to arrive. I’m trying to remember what Bob said that made us laugh.
Grandpa Bob, Wyatt, and Grandma Susan — photo by Rachel
Bob, Rachel, and Susan — Photo by Wyatt

As I post this, the sun is setting on our farm. I’m tired, but at least I put something on my blog. I’ll try to do better tomorrow, but I’m not making any promises.