We bought that house last year. This car belongs to Mr. I think I saw John drop this pen. It has my name on it. My brother and I made that chair. Excuse me. You forgot to take it with you. Her sister drew the picture. We bought it last night at the department store. A: Are you sure this book belongs to your mother? I ordered the spaghetti. I left them on the table. Permission granted to reproduce for classroom use.
If the shoes belong to me, they are my shoes. They are mine. If the car belongs to you, it is your car. It is yours. If the books belong to her, they are her books. They are hers. If the pencil belongs to him, it is his pencil. It is his. If the leaf belongs to the plant, it is its leaf. If the food belongs to us, it is our food. She was a very active and dedicated grafter with our apple grafting team. She liked to be in the back of the room during the demonstration She was also in charge of mailing the Chapter Newsletter.
I was the editor and would get copies to her and she would stamp, address and send them!! She also taught me how to eat an apple. She learned to eat an apple down to the core during tough times. After the war they all learned more about what kind of weapon they were building. She deserved that apricot tree in our orchard Bob Tullock was co-chair when I became co-chair and when he stepped down Patti stepped up and co-chaired with me for a number of years until her health caused her to step down.
Patti lived in San Miguel and she and Bob were friends, he probably more than me, could wax poetic about Patti. I suppose that before the poetic reference leads you astray I should mention that Patti was a retired correctional officer, and being a short woman in that occupation may have caused her to assume a rather colorful manner of speech and attitude. I have copied Bob here as well as Joe and Marv, all of whom knew Patti pretty well and may have antidotes and photos to share.
For all of Patti's tough facade, she was a kind and generous soul. Regarding Patti Schober, I got know her better when she got ill. I visited her several times. Patti was a devout Catholic. She was very supportive of St.
Rose school in Paso Robles. On a couple of occasions she had us, the CRFG grafting group, teach apple grafting at her favorite St. Rose school, even though it was not a High School. Patti was a happy and cheerful person, even during her illness and suffering, she was very pleasant. From Bob Tullock: Patti was a fun person to be with.
For several years we seldom missed a CRFG meeting and also participated in the youth day at the Event Center working with 4th grade students. Marv's material sums up a lot about Patti in just a few words. From Marv and Pet Daniels:. She blooms each Spring in their garden. She knew how to get those rebellious kids' attention.
When she told of stories of the Youth Experiences she encountered, she didn't leave any descriptive language out. Being a Devout Catholic she had a new friend. They both had traveled separately into Paso Robles for lunch. They both came to a stop sign, Patti in the right lane. Patti looked left and it was Father Michael and he flipped her the bird.
Patti knew they were bonded for lifetime. That story was retold by Father Michael in the Memorial Service. Chuck and Susan were from Pennsylvania. Much of their life they worked on international projects. They met while Chuck was in his senior year at Penn State. When Susan graduated she joined him in Mexico where he proposed to her. Chuck attended UC Davis where he received his doctorate. Political unrest forced them to leave in Chuck and Susan were avid bicycle riders and toured through several countries in Europe with their children and were very actively involved in local bicycle clubs here on the Central Coast.
With their son, Robert, they helped organize the Wildflower Century Ride. Chuck served as a Co-Chairperson. Raised near Lincoln, Nebraska she was an avid hunter, loved to fish and developed a passion for gardening. Gardening remained an enjoyment all her life. She became a linguist, spoke fluent Korean. She was honorably discharged with the rank of Staff Sargent. Mehe was recognized by her superiors for her leadership and patriotism. Mehe loved her time in the military and it was a part of her life she enjoyed talking about.
She was an active member, quick to volunteer when needed, always participating. It was here she learned to graft and prune. She had a willingness to ask questions, try new things, experiment. She was well liked. With an infectious smile and upbeat attitude people gravitated her way. She was engaging, a quick study. Mehe planted her first tree in , a Katy apricot, by the end of February she had grafted 5 different scions to her tree and her love and fascination with grafting was cemented.
In , Mehe relocated to Maricopa, Arizona. This move brought special challenges to her love of fruit trees. Unfazed however, over the next year she planted 18 low chill fruit trees in her small backyard. Apples, Peaches, Apricots, Asian pear, figs, Pomegranates. On those 18 trees she grafted over 47 different varieties. She practiced a backyard orchard culture, keeping her trees pruned low, planting several varieties with similar rootstock in the same hole, grafting.
Mehe was proud of her success with Mangos, Persimmons, bananas, all over three years old when she passed. The desert environment was not a deterrent. Mehe became a Pinal County Master Gardener that same year. She managed the demonstration orchard at the Maricopa Agricultural Center on the grounds of the University of Arizona extension near her home.
She brought new life to a failing orchard. Reviving established fruit trees, introducing many new varieties. She used her skills to educate other master gardeners throughout the County, the community and numerous like-minded groups in grafting, propagation, pruning and orchard maintenance. Mehe was often a guest instructor at Central Arizona College.
Mehe was a friend to all, a mentor to many and will be missed. Her family is humbled, yet overjoyed by the planting of this tree in her honor. She is missed but never forgotten. Thomas Ruehr was born in Ravenna, Ohio, in His family raised vegetables which they sold at local markets. He was active in 4-H. Tom taught a variety of courses, mostly related to plant nutrition, soil chemistry, soil microbiology, and bioremediation.
He also team-taught courses in global food systems, human values and ethics in agriculture, world food politics, and the global environment. He conducted research in agriculture, food systems, and bioremediation, was awarded many grants and authored many publications and presentations.
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