Showing posts with label Rotary. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rotary. Show all posts

Sunday, February 01, 2009

Flat Stanley: Where's Pennsylvania?


For seven days my companion in Quartzsite, Arizona traveled inside my faded Coach Shopper bag. Occasionally, I unfolded Flat Stanley, a life-size paper doll, when it seemed that people understood my mission – to send representations of where I live back to Joseph in Greensburg.

Flat Stanley explored much of Quartzsite, Arizona. It’s not my home, but home is where we park it the saying goes in the world of full-time RVers. On his last day with me, Angie from the Quartzsite Chamber of Commerce generously donated postcards to decorate Flat Stanley’s tummy. The Quartzsite Rotary Club and visiting Rotarians posed for a photo with him too.

Back at the coach, I hung Flat Stanley on one of the Prevost’s pocket doors for one last photo before folding him carefully and packing him in a Priority Mail envelop to send to Christ the Divine Teacher School. It seemed that as he hung there, Flat Stanley was staring at the US and Canada map that traces the routes Ed and I have traveled on our RV road trip. If Flat Stanley could speak, I think he’d be asked “Where is Greensburg, Pennsylvania? And, can I go home now?”

Flat Stanley was mailed to Joseph that afternoon.

January 27, 2009














Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Making-Up Is Fun!

When I say “Making-up is fun,” I don’t mean with your spouse. I mean going to a Rotary Club meeting in a place other than my home Club in Greensburg, Pennsylvania.

Travelling, as I do fulltime in my Prevost RV bus conversion, forces me to “make-up” wherever I happen to be. My commitment to attend a weekly Rotary meeting remains strong and reinforced by the friendly Rotarians and the bountiful experiences.

Most recently, I did a “make-up” in Scranton, Pennsylvania. The Rotary Club of Scranton meets at the Radisson Lackawanna Station, a 1908 restored railroad station. Though much has changed to turn this site to a full-service luxury hotel, you can still see traces of its previous life. The green tile wall rises floor to ceiling in the banquet room off the hotel lobby. This is the original exterior station wall which faced the train tracks. Ticket windows cut into the tile wall allowed folks traveling by train to buy tickets without entering the main station. Today, the windows are closed and look like wooden shutters placed evenly along the green tile wall. If you look up, you can see metal beams extending perpendicular from the green wall. Historically, the beams supported a roof over the train tracks to protect passengers from rain and snow. In the 1983 conversion from a rundown train station to a hotel, this area became an enclosed banquet room. This marvelous place is where the Rotary Club of Scranton meets each Monday at noon.

I may have overlooked the Radisson Lackawanna Station as a place listed on The National Register of Historic Places had it not been for a “make-up.” I also know that I would not have enjoyed the luxury of dining in many of the member’s only country clubs like the McAllen Country Club or the Canyon Creek Country Club had it not been for Rotary meetings held on these sites.

My own Rotary Club of Greensburg met for many years at the Greensburg Country Club until a fire disrupted its operations. Among members of my Club, it is rumored that the fire also destroyed our Club’s collection of international and national banners. Banners are a Rotary tradition. Visiting Rotarians can present their home Club Banner to the Club when they attend a “make-up” meeting. The banner is a symbol of friendship and fellowship. I’ve collected a number of banners symbolic in their own right to present to my Club President when I return to Greensburg. An ostrich is pictured on an Arizona Club banner because of the community’s traditional ostrich races. A dove appears on one Texas Club banner because years ago its members would leave the Friday noontime meetings to go dove hunting in Mexico instead of returning to work. The waterfalls of Quebec, or “chutes” as they are called in Canada, express the pride of the St. Nicolas Club in their local scenery.

How Clubs display their acquired banners in interesting too. I’ve seen them strung together with fancy chords and hung from hooks around the walls of meeting rooms. Some Clubs have invested in special free-standing displays. The most unique display I’ve seen had the banners sewn together in quilt-like wall hanging with the seams hidden by old-fashioned rick rack trim.

I get an inside look at the community from the programs when I’ve done a “make-up.” I’ve learned about local political issues such as the feelings about the US-Mexican border fence, new community service projects for sexually abused children, entrepreneurial endeavors in the home decorating business, trends to take high costs out of medical care through city clinics, and economic development plans that foster business incubators for new ventures. I’ve been intrigued by how the postal service helps bust drug dealers. And, I’ve been surprised to learn that I can pay $45 to the American Red Cross to learn mouth-to-mouth resuscitation to revive a non-breathing dog or cat. Club Assemblies are lively; I witnessed three as a visiting Rotarian. I particularly enjoyed one Club Assembly where everyone spoke French. I could not follow the fast flow of words but the discussion seemed heated over plans for an upcoming fund raising event. Had I not done a “make-up”, I would have missed hearing the inspiring words of high school students as they delivered speeches giving their interpretation of The Four Way Test.

As a visiting Rotarian, I always find a welcome hand shake from someone who’s originally from an area near my home Club – a physician who left Monroeville to practice near St. Louis, a retired pastor in Livingston, Texas who lived in Greensburg and knows many of my Rotary friends, and a fellow PITT alumni in Canton, New York who attended the University in the ‘60s some 10 years before me. When my daughter Suzie attended the Rotary Club of Fulton as my guest, we joined the celebration for her professor’s surprise 40th birthday party. I think Suzie’s presence surprised him more than the black “Over the Hill” balloons and tombstone-shaped cookies. I’ve been asked more than once with a laugh, “How’d you get a seat at that table?” when I take a chair at a table of longtime Rotary friends. I just smile and say, “I heard this guy’s is a celebrity.” One time the guy I pointed to was really a local TV star.

There’s no real penalty for missing a weekly meeting unless you’re a member of the Rotary Club of Edinburg. They’ll put you in the dog house! Rotarians who chronically miss the Club’s meetings are seated at a table with a wooden dog house as the centerpiece. It’s a light-hearted reminder to attend meetings or do a “make-up”.

I’m not trying to stay out of “the dog house”, rather I think of a missed meeting in another way. It’s a missed opportunity to connect with like-minded people and enhance a visit to a town whether the trip is for business or pleasure. Making up is a fun way to enjoy a good meal, sometimes sing a Rotary song, learn something new, and expand my circle of friends.

June 2, 2008

Rotary is an international service organization with 1.2 million members in 32,814 clubs worldwide.

The object of Rotary is to encourage and foster the ideal of service as a basis of worthy enterprise.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Building Goodwill and Better Friendships

Today, I experienced my first encounter with a cultural and language immersion. I attended the breakfast meeting of the Rotary Club St-Nicolas Chutes-de-la-Chaudièr. “Bonjour,” I said haltingly. Then, I introduced myself in English as a visiting Rotarian from Greensburg, Pennsylvania. The French-Canadians apologized for their lack of English and I for my lack of French. Smiles and handshakes sufficed for the lack of words.

Like many Rotary Clubs, this one began with a prayer and acknowledgement of guests. In the tradition of Rotary, I exchanged my Greensburg Club banner with Club Président Michel Dionne and received his Club’s banner in return. There was no program planned, so the Club members engaged in a lively discussion about an upcoming event. Bridgette, who sat next to me, whispered sporadic translations. And, then we all shared a laugh. One fellow suggested that as a birthday gift for another Rotarian named Philip, I take him on a trip - but only 50 kilometers - in our Prevost coach. “Oui,” I agreed. “That would be okay.”

Attending Rotary Club meetings is important to me because I met people in the communities I visit. It builds goodwill and friendship – the pillars of Rotary. I plan to “do make-ups” while on the road whenever possible and record my attendance with my home club secretary.

I am one of the 1.2 million Rotarians worldwide. Our motto is “Service Above Self.” As an international service club, Rotary International can do things governments cannot like funding projects to immunize children against polio, bring relief to survivors of natural disasters, give communities access to water, and many more humanitarian projects abroad and in our own communities.

I have been a Rotarian for nearly 18 years placing me among the first women to join Rotary. I served a term as President of the Greenburg Rotary Club (their first female president) in 1995 -1996. And, I have maintained memberships in the Rich-Mar and Tyler clubs when I lived in Gibsonia, PA and Whitehouse, TX respectively. When we sold our home in Texas, members of the Greensburg Club welcomed me back to my old homestead.

Since beginning this journey with Ed, I have visited several other clubs - Edinboro, PA, Watkins Glen, NY, and Canton, NY. I know when and where clubs meet because I have a club directory listing this information. Club information is also available online. When my travels just do not coincide with a location, I use eClub1. This online option of making up a meeting lets me read about a topic of interest to me about Rotary. Then, I submit my participation electronically to my club and receive credit for attendance.

So look for the Rotary decal on my coach window and get my make-up card ready. I’ll be there for breakfast, lunch or dinner.

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

RV Fellowship Rally Took Us to Waco, Texas


I was barely on the ground two hours when Ed and I loaded the RV and rolled out of our yard heading to Waco, Texas. I had just finished a nine-day business/pleasure trip - Houston to facilitate meetings at Prairie View A&M University for their capital campaign, St. Louis and Fulton to visit my daughter Suzie at William Woods University, and then Colorado Springs to organize an endowment campaign for the USA Swimming Foundation. When my plane hit the runway at Tyler Regional Airport that morning, I knew I could take a break and enjoy the chauffeured ride with Ed and the weekend camaraderie of the Rotary RV Fellowship.

The rally at Riverview Campground was the first RV Fellowship event we had attended since the one in 1999 at Gettysburg, PA - a long time ago. Although much time had lapsed, it took only moments to renew our acquaintance with Wagonmasters AJ and Pansy and meet the remaining Rotarians.

Our weekend included a tour of Homestead Village, Happy Hours, a Potluck Dinner, time at the Texas Ranger Museum, a drive to the President's home town of Crawford, and a visit to the Dr. Pepper Museum.

When we were settled in the motor home each evening, Ed and I reflected on how life will be when we begin living in "Patty's Charm" and moving about full time. We agreed that the campground environment is not necessarily appealing since each motorhome is within the distance of hearing a neighbor sneeze in the middle of the night. Boondocking will be highly desirable. We also decided that the stained gold carpet has to go! And, we found that our Corgi Rusty takes owner of more than his share of proportional floor and couch space. Also, we didn't feel very organized - misplacing reading glasses and wondering how the blanket disappeared. I did find all my missing kitchen food storage bowls. Yes, we definitely need to be better organized.

Our routine needs a little polishing too since we found that we frequently bumped around in the narrow kitchen space. The easy remedy was for me to prepare the meals and Ed to clean up. That's fair.

Considering the short four day duration of our RV trip, we managed just fine and I expect we'll do fine when there's no heading for home. We'll already be home wherever the RV happens to be parked.