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by Melanie
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1/27/12
The return to Switzerland
My friend Kathy Cotter has now
turned into a world traveler. She and her husband Bob took their first
European trip this last April to Switzerland and Italy. The real reason
to go was to visit their son Kevin and daughter-in-law Andrea, plus
their granddaughters Emma and Sydney, in Konolfingen, Switzerland. They
are there for about two years with the Nestle Co. Kathy thought that
might be her only trip to the beautiful country, but no, she had to make
a very quick one recently.
Andrea Cotter was having surgery in a
Swiss hospital and the family needed help with the children, so Kathy
was on her way again. She had much concern about traveling to Europe
alone, driving in a strange country with two little girls in the car and
dealing with a place where almost no one speaks English.
To begin
with, her plane trip was uneventful, arriving in just seven hours in
Zurich, Switzerland, about two hours from Kevin’s home. She took this as
a good omen that all would be well.
Her duties included driving her
grandchildren to school at the International School of Bern, actually
located in Gumlingen. The school has children from all over the world
who don’t seem to notice each other’s differences.
Not only do the
names of the cities sound strange, but also Kathy says very few people
speak English in these small towns. In fact, even if you speak German,
it may not be understood there since this area of Switzerland speaks its
own separate dialect. I remind you that Kathy at this point speaks only
English.
In order to drive Emma and Sydney to school, she had to go
through many small towns with roundabouts. Even though she had practiced
driving with Kevin, she was quite afraid of getting lost with the
little girls in tow.
In a roundabout, you must also negotiate around
the people walking in front of you and bicycles clogging everything up.
The Swiss ride their bicycles everywhere, rain or snow. She did make one
wrong turn and got a little lost, finally stopping to ask for
directions. As anticipated, the person didn’t speak English, but when
her destination was mentioned, the person pointed in the proper
direction. Gas is $8 a gallon in Switzerland. The trip to school was
supposed to take her about one half hour each way, but it seems Kathy
allowed an hour for problems. She considers driving this route two times
a day her biggest accomplishment.
After dropping the children off at
school, she went to see Andrea in the hospital. That meant parking in a
hospital lot located a 15-minute walk from the hospital. Even though
Andrea had great care, the family felt the hospital was dreary, since
the walls of the rooms were all unpainted gray concrete block. It looked
like a basement.
Everyone complained about the quality of the food
and there were no televisions in the rooms. It would all be in German
anyway and most of the hospital staff did not speak English. But the
doctors did, and Andrea’s doctor was the head of the department so they
called him professor.
When at home, Kathy had to have lessons in
operating all appliances in the kitchen and laundry room because
everything looks different. When cooking, she had to convert the
temperature from Celsius listed on the oven. Then there was the toaster.
It operated by twisting a knob and pulling out the rack. There was no
popping up.
In their apartment building, each family has a separate
tiny laundry room in the basement. The washer and dryer don’t look
anything like the ones we have. That’s where Kathy met the neighbor,
Sylvia. She ran into her there quite often. Sylvia spoke no English, but
freely conversed in German and Kathy would just continue to say, ja!
This
is considered a very safe part of the world, one where even young
elementary children can ride a public train 10 minutes or so to school.
Stores close at six in the evening and nothing is open on Sunday. The
exception to that is a 24-hour market where customers just take what
they want and leave the money in the unattended store.
All in all, Kathy’s mission to help her family was accomplished!
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The hand of fate
Their
seven-day Western Mediterranean cruise started on Dec. 4, 2011. The
tragedy occurred on another cruise but the same ship with the same
captain nearly one month later.
Don and Roberta Coder have good
timing and fate was with them, so to speak. Their cruise was on the
Costa Concordia, the same ship now lying on its side and mostly under
water in the Mediterranean Sea. Local attorney Dave Allen and Lynne
Bauman were also on the cruise.
Don describes the ship: “The Costa
Concordia was a huge ship at 16 stories tall and over 900 feet in
length. As we entered the ship, it felt more like entering a city. There
were multiple restaurants and lounges throughout, including spas, small
shops, and even a casino. The rooms were spacious and nice. It was
difficult not to get lost, and we did on many occasions. It was also
very difficult to evaluate this enormous ship without thinking that it
was truly “unsinkable.”
Don continued: “It is hard to believe this
wonderful ship floundered on the rocky ledge of an island in the Western
Mediterranean. I am thankful not to have experienced this terrible
event while on our trip. Our memories are all good, and we will remember
this huge ship, the Costa Concordia.”
Thankfully these four passengers from Marysville chose to travel in December and not January!
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1/20/12
From Russia with love
Faye Cox, a local attorney and partner
in the firm of Schulze, Howard and Cox, and her husband, Jim, a
financial planner and partner in McCarthy and Cox, had nearly
everything. They were two professionals with a young son, Kaleb, now 3.
All they needed was a daughter to complete their family.
They decided
on adoption from the country of Serbia. That wasn’t going smoothly, so
the whole operation was shifted to Russia. There they eventually adopted
a daughter, Caroline, who is now 1 and home with them in Union County.
The
course of foreign adoption needs a guide and theirs was an agency
located in Cleveland. That made the whole experience a lot easier. They
help by providing the way through mounds of paperwork and also by
providing drivers in the foreign cities and interpreters in court.
Apparently lots of patience is also required of the family.
Then
there’s the expense. A Russian adoption requires four trips to the
country. Each of those means 11 hours flying from New York City to
Moscow, hotels, food and court costs.
Their daughter, Caroline
Elizaveta, was adopted from an orphanage in Tver, Russia, located about
three hours northwest of Moscow. Little English is spoken there and the
Coxes felt like real outsiders.
Jim pointed out that signs in the
city and on businesses gave no hint to what goes on inside, since the
alphabet is unintelligible to Americans. Then there was the one
restaurant that had a sign, which said chicken house sandwiches in
English. They went right in and chose something from a picture on the
menu, because the sign was all the English there was. What arrived was a
not-so-good pressed vegetable sandwich!
Caroline is a child of the
Roma-Gypsy culture. This is a group of people who are looked down upon
by Russians as less than desirable. Faye and Jim, on the other hand, are
so glad to have her. She is a beautiful child with lots of dark hair
and dark eyes, typical of her heritage.
Faye described the scrutiny
of their income, health, home and family as quite intrusive, but
eventually worth it. Oh yes, a health certificate for their dog was even
required.
One of the four required trips to Russia involved a court
hearing. The female judge didn’t speak English, so the interpreter was a
necessity. There, they were again questioned about their lives and
occupations. The court had much trouble understanding Jim’s financial
planner status. He thinks it may be because Russians are just learning
about money management.
Under communism, the government even owned
your home, so there was no incentive to improve it and many are quite
run down. Just recently the people have begun home ownership.
With
regard to women, Jim and Faye agreed many are beautiful and wear
expensive designer clothing. They saw them dressed in that apparel
coming out of the most deplorable housing, and determined all of their
money must be spent on the “look.” Men, on the other hand, were more
simple and casual in their dress.
According to the new parents,
Russians are not warm and fuzzy and in particular those over 30 even
sneered at them when they were in public with Caroline. Maybe that’s
because they realized she was being adopted.
During the time spent in
Moscow, they saw extreme pollution, enough to make you choke. They also
noticed everyone smoking, and learned beer is not considered an
alcoholic beverage because it’s not high enough in alcohol content.
There
were 80 children ages 0 to 3 in the orphanage where Caroline lived and
in the Tver region there are three such orphanages. Foreign adoption is
much needed.
Jim and Faye feel Caroline is now right where she should be as their daughter and Kaleb’s sister.
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1/13/12
One giant diverse family
I’d say this couple exemplifies the
term “super parents.” I’m sure they would disagree. They are just busy
building a normal family. They’re not looking for accolades or a TV
show, but may hope to inspire others to adopt.
Polly and Kevin Green
had two sons and in 1988 wanted to adopt a daughter. That’s the start of
how their family grew to 24 adopted children. The last two of these are
twin girls, 14, from Liberia, and their final adoption is pending.
There are 22 children in the house now and two others in college.
By
1990 the Greens had their first adopted daughter from Korea. Then they
wanted her to have a sister and so on. Most of the adopted children are
foreign and many have special needs, including a cleft lip and palate,
Down’s syndrome and heart problems. One daughter needed a kidney
transplant and that was eventually provided by her adopted brother
already in the family.
It’s not just the health problems, but the
number of children that make Polly very tired at night. Even so, she’s
happy about it! When asked about viruses, she said they seem to be
pretty immune except when the H1N1 was contracted. The family took a big
hit with 16 sick at a time.
When they go to the doctor, Flu shots
mean everyone lines up in one exam room and then the shots are just
given right down the line. At the dentist, 17 go at a time with all
hygienists coming to work that day.
Those from international
adoptions are from Cambodia, Liberia, Hong Kong, Ethiopia, Korea and the
Philippines. Some spoke only a little English when they arrived, but
Kevin said within a month they usually communicated well. The family
lives in the Fairbanks School District and all attend there except for
two who are home schooled.
Polly is a master shopper who searches for
bargains on everything. She is chief cook and a few of the girls like
to help, but that isn’t required. All of the children are responsible
for their one job, which is some small cleaning chore during the summer
and on Saturday. No child is responsible for another one. Kevin and
Polly made it clear, they are the parents and are there to take care of
the children.
They agree the big problem in the house deals with
food. It can be an arguing point since it takes a lot to convince some
of the children there will be enough for them. Many have not had that
luxury before becoming a Green. Many times they didn’t know where their
next meal would come from and can’t quite get over that. Those same kids
are almost always found in the kitchen when Polly is cooking because of
an almost obsession with it.
Kevin is the grocery shopper. He’s the
king of coupons and every Saturday at 4 a.m. (because there are no
crowds then) he heads out with a few of the kids in tow to buy groceries
at four different spots.
The Green family lives in a beautiful
three-story brick home on several acres. They have four floors of usable
space, but only three and a half bathrooms. It forces the youngsters to
plan their bathroom time. There are seven bedrooms upstairs and the
third floor is a dorm-type area for five. That’s how the kids wanted it.
The lower level has two large bedrooms and a family room. They travel
in two large vans — each with a capacity of 15.
Once a year a
vacation to the beach is a must and includes the rental of several
condos. At home, there are no private date nights for Polly and Kevin,
but on each child’s birthday they are taken out with their parents for
dinner.
The Greens are active members of the Church of the Nazarene
and prayer is an important part of family life. They feel prayer is what
led them to each of their children. Those living in the house now range
from ages 20 to 5.
Polly and Kevin cherish their time to talk to
each other. It’s at 5:30 a.m. over coffee! Theirs is a life they sought
and one they love along with their 26 children.
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1/6/12
Marysville 60 years ago - Part 2
Last week I told you about 60
years ago in Marysville from the viewpoint of Marysville residents, Kae
Zorman and Linda Trees, members of MHS class of ‘58. They were born in
1940, just before World War II started and were together at East School
for many years. The story continues.
Kae’s mother, Belva, owned a
beauty shop at the present site of the Union County Chamber of Commerce
on W. Fifth St. The family lived upstairs. Linda would come to spend the
night and the girls would sit in the window and watch bar patrons from
Awanda’s Tavern stumble out late at night. This served as an early
education for them!
Kae remembers ice skating on Plum St. That is to
say, the streets weren’t cleared well in the winter in the 1950s. In
fact, Linda said in the country, roads were plowed from each side making
a huge wall of snow right down the middle. It was impossible to see the
cars on the other side of the road.
About Linda living in the
country, by sixth grade Linda and her family had moved to a 50-acre farm
in the country. She considered it a fate worse than death ... worse
than stating your life on the east side of town! Living in the country
was so limiting and she felt really out of the action. Even worse than
that, the family had one chicken, one rooster, one pig, etc. She would
start to know them and then the animal would be missing, but later show
up on the table in some form for dinner.
The girls moved on to junior
high. Kae has an ornery side now and apparently got her start in those
years. It seems some students (there were only about 70 members in their
class) loved to pull pranks on study hall teachers. Kae was the expert
with itching powder. It seems she would make a quick pass behind the
teacher and dump some on his neck and down his shirt. Then the class
waited for the extreme reaction. It never failed to produce!
The
organized “study hall rowdies” would also, on cue, begin the roll of the
hard gum balls. They were released all at the same time from the back,
rolling down the rows to the front. The particular teacher then just
picked all of them up. No repercussions. How would that go today?
Linda
was a majorette in the high school band and remembered every Friday
after the home football games (played at the field on Grove Street now
Lewis Field) the band would march down to the high school on W. Sixth
St. (now the Union County office building) with students and friends
following them! She said it was such an innocent time it didn’t take
much to have fun.
Linda remembers the town was so small that kids
couldn’t get away with anything in the car. Everyone knew who you were
and what your car looked like. They would be glad to report to your
parents if necessary. That, said Kae, was a terrible event. If you were
in trouble in school or in the community, the punishment at home was
worse.
All this said, Kae and Linda can’t imagine growing up in a
better place and that feeling has been echoed by their children. They’ve
seen other parts of the world, but this is where they chose to stay.
If you missed part 1 just go to marysvillejt.com click on Off the Hook and then on archives.
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