Rooting for the lovable losers already?
Thanks to Aunt Jess for the outfit. More pictures.
I got the following email from someone this morning:
If you are reading this I will assume that the sandmen have not found
you and you escaped carousel. Welcome to the club
Bonus points if you don’t have to use google to figure out what it’s about.
E. KENNETH BETKA
HOOPESTON — E. Kenneth Betka, 87, of Hoopeston, died at 5:50 a.m. Tuesday, April 4, 2006, at Hoopeston Com-munity Memorial Hospital.
He was born April 11, 1918, in East Lynn, the son of Raymond and Amelia (Yerkey) Betka. He married Florence E. Nelson Sept. 20, 1946, in Granite City. She survives. Other survivors: three daughters, Sue Betka of Washington, D.C., Lois Betka of Skokie and Jean (Tom) Skoza of Champaign; a son, Bill (Melva) Betka of Cissna Park; three grandchildren, Corey (Alisha) Betka of Champaign, Rachel Skoza of Champaign and Warren Skoza of Champaign; a great-grandson, Robin Betka of Champaign; a sister, Margaret (Edgar) Hurliman of Martinton; and a sister-in-law, Lillian Betka of Hoopeston. He was preceded in death by a son, Robert, his parents, twin brother, Keith, and a sister, Frances Hurliman.
Mr. Betka served in the U.S. Army during World War II. He then farmed in the East Lynn area before retiring in Hoopeston.
Funeral service: 11 a.m. Friday, April 7, 2006, at Hamilton-Orr Funeral Home, 427 E. Main St., Hoopeston; Officiating: Rev. Janet Eggleston; Burial: East Lynn Cemetery with military rites by Cissna Park American Legion Post 527; Visitation: 4-7 p.m. Thursday, April 6, at the funeral home; Memorials to the donor’s choice.
We went to visit Ben and Jess in Nashville last weekend.
On Saturday, we went downtown to visit the Parthenon.
Later that afternoon, we went back to their apartment so Aunt Jess could play with Robin.
Driving long distances with a 2 month old baby is interesting to say the least, you get to see many rest areas and gas stations.
Upon returning Sunday evening, we’d been home for less than an hour and got to listen to hail hitting the roof.
Luckily the worst of the weather missed us, but other parts of Champaign weren’t so lucky.