Event brings gals together for tea
It is wonderful when mothers and daughters or any other female relative or friend meets in the very formal ceremony of a tea.
Brightway Center held such a sacred ceremony at the end of May to have the two generations, sometimes three, come together for tiny sandwiches and fancy cookies.
If there had been a “traveling the farthest” prize, it would have gone to Karen York and her daughter, Rose, as they came from Tippecanoe. Mother and daughter attended the “Unleashed” program at the center two weeks before when Brad Oliver was the inspirational speaker and learned of the tea. Karen took part in the “Family Feud” program. I think that she was part of the Smurfs team.
Cathy Takach, Brightway projects manager, told the group it has not been an easy year.
“Late last year, I was diagnosed with breast cancer and found at times that I was falling apart. But no matter what I was and am going through, it is OK for God is good,” she explained.
“No matter what you are experiencing, there is a plan, even if it is not yours,” she said, smiling at the remembrance of her quest for health up to that moment.
Christina Takach-Roff, Cathy’s daughter, led the Kara’s Kids group in signing and singing the song “My Redeemer Lives.”
Mike Ward gave a Scripture reading and was the emcee, or Richard Dawson, (see how far back my Family Feud watching goes,) at the Mother-Daughter version. The Smurf family played against the Flintstone family and were cheerful losers.
Kara’s Kid’s group took part in many of the skits, including a skit spelling out the word MOTHER, a Mommy Training Camp, with Isaac Arnold and Katrina Nitz as the actors and the signing song. This included Sierra Arnett, Kylee Bork, Tiera Rexroad and Isaac, Jacob and Emily Arnold, the active Kara’s Kids.
Servers for the sandwiches, delicious cookies and desserts were Ward, Frank Takach, Rocky Roff, James Holmes and sons, Isaac and Jacob Arnold.
This was the second- annual tea with a mission to bring Christ to the community and to the families, doing so in a fun way.
Kylie Malechowski of Smithfield graduated with a big class in Columbus. She received her schooling from the the Ohio Virtual Academy with 650 graduates. Instead of the Buckeye Local colors of blue and silver, her school colors were red and gray.
She will be busy this summer showing her quarter horse and participating at the Jefferson County and Ohio State Fairs. Like her mother, Pam, she is a great horseman.
I was at her graduation party held at the Tiltonsville Park picnic area, and a disc jockey was playing songs. All the young people got up to dance to the Cha Cha Slide, with a very energetic mother, Mrs. Malechowski, joining in on the fun. Actually, she was pretty good.
Right after the song ended, someone shouted “All right, all you old people. We are going to play a song for you.” I didn’t recognize the song, so it still must have too been young for my music listening days.
I had a chance to have a nice talk with Linda Summers who I have known since she was small, and her sister, Joann, along with longtime friends, Barb and Fred Vandeborne.
During all our times of going to dinners, graduation parties and birthday events, there were times of sorrow as well.
On May 15, Mary Burkett Leslie, a kind, generous and sweet spirited lady, left this Earth. She had moved from Pottery Addition to South Carolina with her daughter and family, Carol and Bruce Edwards, in the earlier 2000s and later entered a nursing and rehab facility. There she became the belle of the center.
Mary was in on every social event held there – escorted those less mobile than her to the social room, cleaned her own room and taught residents how to make great chocolate candies, like she was famous for in Jefferson County.
She won many awards for being “Helper of the Month” at the facility and was involved in all that was going on.
Mary taught herself how to play the piano and organ and was the organist at a church in Pottery Addition while living there.
Carol’s mom was a great seamstress and made and altered clothing for the Smithfield community for years, making all of them her friends in the bargain. Through her talented hands and sewing machine, she made Florence Turnbull and me identical, beige two-piece outfits that we wore to Dan Pendergast’s wedding.
She continued in her spirit of giving by desiring that her body be donated to the University of South Carolina Medical School for educational purposes.
Another fine lady I have known since I was 10 years old, my aunt Victoria Kollar, died June 20. There was a surprise birthday dinner in her honor when she turned 90, that was two and a half years ago, when she braved the shouts of “Surprise” very well.
Lamont and I saw her last November when we went to dinner at a restaurant near Navarre, with Butch, Tina and the girls. She enjoyed dinner and conversed in a happy manner.
I have that to remember, along with the years that she and my Uncle Frank lived in a private residence at my grandparents’ home near Bradley. They moved to Canton later, and I did not get to see them or their children as much, but over the past four years, we have been in close contact.
Now I am the “older generation,” as all of my aunts and uncles are gone. I hope I can carry the torch as well as they did.
(McCoy, a Smithfield resident, is a staff columnist and food editor for the Herald-Star and The Weirton Daily Times. She can be contacted at firstname.lastname@example.org.)