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Celebrating Rose Festival

It is that time of year in Portland again. Rose festival is going strong and the roses are in full bloom throughout the region. Here at Cedar Sinai Park, we participate in the Portland tradition by celebrating the roses with our own set of festivities. At the Robison Jewish Health Center, we are still celebrating.

With a theme of “The Music Man”, this year’s Robison Jewish Health Center Rose Festival has been full of fun and festivities all month long. Today, June 19th, features a resident outing to the beautiful Portland Rose Garden to see the flowers in full bloom. And what a lovely sunny day for a garden visit!

Robison residents kicked off the month with a Music Man themed craft activity on June 2nd, followed closely by our kick-off event the following day, in which the RJHC Rose Court was named.

2014 RJHC Rose Festival Court: Princes: Norm B., Erich K. & Harris R. Princesses: Hilda F., Lorie P., & Lenore W.

The month long celebration continued with a coronation on June 10th! Congrats to King Norm B. and Queen Hilda F.! To round out the month, residents will enjoy a Music Man BBQ on June 25th and and Ice Cream Social on the 27th!

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Spring Gardening in Adult Day Services!

The participants in Cedar Sinai Park’s residents are getting in to Spring.

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No need to go outdoors on a rainy spring day in Oregon. Adult Day Services recently made their own flower arrangements with a little guidance from registered horticultural therapist Genevieve.

“We started our hour studying local blooming plants for seasonal orientation,” said Genevieve.

Residents passed around tulips, hosta, viburnum and dogwood and talked about their characteristics. This garden session focused mainly on tulips and their history, discussing the “tulip mania period” in Holland and other interesting facts about the tulip.

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Participants each got to build their our own individual tulip arrangements. They chose which stem and flower color they wanted to use in their arrangement and placed their choices in a vase with water. The participants were proud of their choices and admired their finished arrangement.

A lovely way to spend an hour in Spring at Adult Day Services.

Seder Plate Making

Residents of Rose Schnitzer Manor created an assembly line on Monday and Tuesday to create individual seder plates for everyone attending the Seders at Robison and Rose Schnitzer Manor. Gloved up and singing “Dayenu” to make the time pass quickly, residents and Life Enrichment staff made over 400 plates as part of the Passover celebration.

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Trivia Tuesday!

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Once a week Robison Jewish Health Center residents enjoy Trivia with Mark (our very own trivia leader extraordinaire and Robison resident)!

In honor of Mark and our residents, we hope you will join in the fun! It’s Trivia Tuesday! See how much you know (without looking it up on the internet):

1. What 20th Century multi-millionaire’s first job was working in a cotton factory in 1848 at the age of 12?

2. Before Orville Redenbacher started his popcorn company, what product did he sell?

3. What common invention first appeared as a Coney Island amusement park ride in the late 1800’s?

4. What was the original name of Cedar Sinai Park when it was founded in 1920?

Answers to these questions, along with more trivia questions next Tuesday! Enjoy. 

The General’s Son By Sam Berry

Today we honor our last resident winner in the  LeadingAge Oregon Creative Writing Contest.

Enjoy the winning entry by Sam Berry.

The General’s Son By Sam Berry

He died last year.  His death was featured on the front page of most newspapers and reported on all television stations.  Once again, I was reminded of a little incident that occurred in the summer of 1948 in which he had a part.

At that time, I was employed as a code clerk at the American Embassy in Tehran, Iran. Our relationship with the young Shah, Mohammed Pahlavi, was good and our government sent a mission under the command of an American General to organize and train a national police force or gendarmerie, as it was known.

Film and ReelOccasionally, the General would get an American movie from the States and would invite his staff and the staff of the Embassy to his home for a cocktail party and movie viewing.  At one of these occasions, during the cocktail party of the evening, I stepped out onto the wide veranda of the home to smoke a cigarette.  I was alone, enjoying the cool air and quiet of the early summer evening, when suddenly four children came running around the corner of the house and stopped near me.  I do not know if they saw me standing there but they seemed to ignore my presence. 

The group consisted of two boys about 10 or 11 years old, one boy much taller than the two boys whom I judged to be about 12 or 13 years old, and one cute little girl who was about 8 years old. For a moment they were quiet while they caught their breath, then one of the smaller boys said proudly, “My father is a Major.” The other small boy then announced, rather disdainfully, “My father is a Colonel.” Whereupon, the tall boy stated in a level, very matter of fact tone, “My father is a General.”

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The two smaller boys looked at the tall one with an expression of awe but kept quiet.  So this was the son of our host, the General, I mused.  I had not known he had his family with him in Tehran and did not know he had a young son.  My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the little girl, who not to be outdone by these boys, announced in a loud confident voice, “WELL, MY FATHER.” And stopped. Then, in a normal less confident tone with a hint of hesitation, said, “My father.” And stopped. Finally, almost in a whisper she repeated, “My father.” And stopped again.

I realized she had no idea what her father’s rank was or what he did.  I melted and wished I had some way to assure her that her father was, indeed, a very important man.  Then, as if the show was over, with no visible or vocal signal I could discern, the four of them turned and raced back the way they had come, leaving me to finish my cigarette and rejoin the cocktail party. I never saw any of the children again, until many years later when I saw the tall boy, now grown into a large, self-confident man, on television. Although he was renowned as the Commanding General and hero of Desert Storm, I will always think of General Norman Schwartzkopf as that tall boy, the General’s son.

You Can’t Run with a Piano – by Diana Budner

Today we continue to honor our resident winners in the  LeadingAge Oregon Creative Writing Contest.

Enjoy the winning entry by Diane Budner.

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You Can’t Run with a Piano

My father played the violin

in high school, in WPA.

My father at home, with Mom on the piano

and Shelley and me singing.

My father and his girls

having fun making music.

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The violin found on the street

 

When the old man died my sister’s family

received the fiddle

When it was my love’s turn

With gentle coaching, music from the strings.

The prize, last chair in the community orchestra.

Sadly, his music struck down on New Year’s Eve

 

You can’t run with a piano

The violin found on the street

 

An empty chair, his silence noted

So kind, so reliable, so dedicated

We miss you already

Young grandson has it now

the violin resting in the dark

Perhaps some day he will play

his great grandfathers’ violin

Perhaps some day he’ll

pass it on, the next generation.

Perhaps some day the violin

will play last chair again.

 

You can’t run with a piano

The violin found on the street.