HOLD ONTO THE BUTTER!!!
Early in the twentieth century, an oil boom brought prosperity to Oklahoma. Even people
who did not have oil wells on their land benefitted by the boom. Farm wives like my grandmother, for instance, were paid
well for the butter and eggs they sold in town.
One day Grandma loaded the farm wagon with produce to sell and commanded
her children to get into the wagon, the three boys in the back and the little girl up front, holding a tub of butter in her
lap. Grandma headed the wagon toward town with high hopes of making a lot of money. For some reason (my guess is being frightened
by a newfangled and very noisy automobile) the horses bolted. Little Kathelene must have feared for her life, but Grandma
thought only of the money she might lose if she couldn't get her butter to town. While desperately trying to control her
runaway team, Grandma yelled, "Hold onto the butter, Kathelene!"
Even in adulthood, Kathelene's brothers
continued to tease her with that phrase. Every time the family got together they would all laugh and yell, "Hold onto
the butter, Kathelene!"
NOTE TO MY DEAR DESCENDANTS
Let the amusing story above be a lesson to you. Whatever is valuable in your life, hold onto it. Even if it doesn't look
valuable to anyone but you, hold onto it. I think of the many things my "packrat" mother held onto and no one even
knew she had until after she died. Because she held onto them, I now have a lot of things to share with you on the site.
If that information is valuable to you, find a way to preserve it. You might copy the web pages or make notes of the information
you want to keep. Remember, cyberlife is as uncertain as the other kind. You don't know how long this site will be available.