Nancy Pemberton and husband Bob Pemberton were partners in missionary work from 1983 until his death in 2010. They were located at Mashoka/Hippo Valley Christian Mission, Zimbabwe. After returning to the States Nancy was diagnosed with a condition that prohibited her from flying. Apparently the Lord has a different plan and it appears that she will be able to return to her home in Chiredzi. You can hear the excitement as she can hardly believe the good news. We continue our prayers for Nancy and the rest of the Pemberton family. (For other blogs about the Pembertons, put their name in the search box.)
From Nancy Pemberton on FB:
Where do I even BEGIN??? The outcome of my appointment with my vascular surgeon this afternoon…IF I abide by certain conditions, REALLY take care of myself on the plane, and for the two weeks there… he has agreed to leave my IVC filter in for an extra month (to protect me from clots), and has given me the ALL CLEAR to go to Zimbabwe for my daughter Stephanie Jean Pemberton‘s wedding to Robert John Paget Davy!!!!!
I’m SPEECHLESS!!! I don’t know WHAT else to SAY!!! Thank you SO much to everyone for your prayers!!!
And, if you see to the left of this photo, that’s our house in Chiredzi – the place which I didn’t expect to ever see again! As my Bob would say, GOD IS GOOD…ALL THE TIME!!! Praise Him, Praise Him, Praise HIM!!!
Keeping watch over Margie’s garden.
We are sad to say goodbye to our canine neighbor, Tyler.
A beautiful Australian Shepherd/Border Collie Mix, he was on the alert at all times. Tyler stood attentively as Margie worked in her garden. When Dick took him for a walk with his ‘sister’ Katie, he was ready to go. He had a good life and was well loved and well cared for by his family.
They won’t ever forget him, of course. In fact, they will probably continue to find reminders of him around the house for a long time to come: half eaten socks, shoes, anything he could get into his mouth was prey to this puppy-like trait that he never outgrew . He got in trouble . . . a lot!
One day, when Margie found her crafts decorating kit scattered about the floor, contents all over the place, she accused Tyler of being the guilty party. He denied it of course, but the next day she saw the back yard was decorated with tiny styrofoam balls which he had deposited when . . . well you get the picture.
Margie and Dick have always had canine companions in their home so they know all too well the pain in losing one. When the dogs got older, 14-15+ then it was not a surprise when they started to fail physically and/or mentally, but Tyler was only 8 years old, which is relatively young, so they were less prepared to lose their playful fellow. Each of their dogs had a distinct personality and left a particular void. The same is true with handsome Tyler. Now, who will watch over Margie as she works in the garden? Maybe Katie will take up the post and stand guard.
Rest in peace Tyler, you will be missed.
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Herbert Hoover (1874-1964)
Thirty-first President (1929-1933)
Herbert Hoover seemed to be the ultimate problem-solver. As a mining engineer, he had turned marginal operations into thriving enterprises. During World War I, his administration of European food relief was nothing short of brilliant. As secretary of commerce from 1921 to 1928, he transformed a once-sleepy department into a purposeful information clearinghouse.
But as the Great Depression took hold during the second year of his presidency, Hoover was hard pressed for a solution. Believing that America’s salvation must be entrusted to private initiative, he hesitated to adopt proposals that required federal involvement in efforts to revive business. When lengthening bread lines and escalating joblessness finally convinced him of the necessity of such steps, the measures proved inadequate. As a result, Hoover’s once lustrous reputation dimmed substantially, and he was defeated by a crushing margin in his bid for reelection in 1932.
This portrait was intended for publication on the cover of Time. But Hoover put off sitting for it, and by the time he did, the magazine had lost interest in running the picture. Thus, Hoover became the only President in Time’s history never to appear on a cover during his term of office.
Douglas Chandor (1897-1953)
Oil on canvas, 1931
National Portrait Gallery, Smithsonian Institution