Public Notice- Request for Bids
The Grass Lake Charter Township is accepting sealed bids from qualified contractors for replacing the parking lot at 373 Lakeside Dr. and repairing the Fire Station parking lot at 12222 E. Mich. Ave. Bid packages are available at the Township Office or the Grass Lake Charter Township web site: www.grasslakect.com.
Submit Request for Proposal (RFP) to the Township no later than 4:00 pm on April 25, 2016.
All inquiries to this RFP shall be directed in writing as a Request for Information (RFI) to Jim Stormont, Township Supervisor, PO Box 216, Grass Lake, MI 49240
Farm News April, 1916
Making Money With Wethers and Lambs—Get all wethers and lambs in the market as soon as fit.
A good article never goes a-begging in a good market.
No animal is profitable when standing still in condition. There is profit in growth.
A mere maintenance system of feeding is a losing game.
If the pastures are short, feed grain in troughs, in the pasture. Feed regularly.
A very small quantity of grain given daily and regularly often turns the scale from loss to profit.
Keep the flock tagged or maggots may breed under the filth.
Examine the horns and around the ears.
Turpentine dropped in holes and on sores will dislodge maggots; then smear with tar.
The flock must have shade and shelter during the hot days of August. Be sure it is provided.
Unless you have fed roots you cannot realize how valuable they are for all stock, particularly sheep.
Bird Prove True Friend—A tree sparrow is said to consume one-fourth of an ounce of injurious weed seeds a day, and weed seeds constitute three-fourths of the diet of the song sparrow. Quail, bobolinks, blackbirds, some of the larks and wild ducks are among the birds that are valuable to farmers as destroyers of noxious weed seeds. The government has estimated that the American sparrow family alone save farmers $80,260,000 in 1910 by keeping down the spread of weeds.
Prepare for Breeding Season—When getting ready for the breeding season, all undesirable specimens, like those which are undersize, weak in constitution, off color for the breed, not good shape, etc., should be taken out of the breeding pen and only the best bred from.
To Force Rhubarb—Covering a couple of rhubarb roots with an old barrel from which the ends have been knocked out will force the plant and result in pieplant pie much earlier in the season. Banking the barrel with fresh horse manure will hasten the process.
Care of Chickens—Young chicks being raised by a wooden mother should not be permitted a very large yard at first, until they become “housewise” and know how to get back to artificial warmth. Many of them at first do not know enough to go back into the house when they become chilled, and it may be necessary at first to put them under the brooder a few times, after they have had a run outside, especially if they begin to huddle together outside. They often will get chilled while ranging in the bright sunlight, and in place of going back to the brooder huddle together in a corner of the yard. After a few days of experience they do not have to be watched.
A hen mother calls them about her and broods the chicks quite often whenever she thinks they need warmth, but no one has invented an artificial caller for the wooden (incubated) hens.
Some folks still persist in sitting hens in the regular henhouses. There is no quicker way to have an infected place, as sitting hens are regular louse machines.
100 Years Ago is provided by Linda Lockwood Hutchinson.
The Grass Lake Senior Center celebrated its one year anniversary on Thursday, March 26, 2016. What better way to celebrate an anniversary than with a party? Cambrian Memory and Assisted Living in Tecumseh helped sponsor the event by providing lots and lots of pizza and cake.
The turnout was great on Thursday as the Seniors participated in many of their normal weekly activities available; sewing, ping pong, puzzles, Wii Bowling, card playing plus the added bonus of music provided by Ghostrider DJ Services.
The Grass Lake Senior Center meets each Tuesday and Thursday from 10 am to 2 pm at the Grass Lake Charter Township Hall, 373 Lakeside Dr, Grass Lake. No RSVP is necessary. For more information, call 517.522.8466 or email firstname.lastname@example.org
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April is National Donate Life month across the U.S. Organ donation save lives. Have you ever heard that phrase? Not only have I heard that phrase, I am living proof of its truth. 15 years ago, I received a second chance at life through someone else’s unselfishness, I am an organ donor recipient.
My journey begins in 1999 when I was 29 years old married, father of 3 boys ages 11, 3 and 1. I was traveling quite frequently for a software company, remember that whole Y2k scare? I was tired, stressed, run down and eagerly awaiting for the new year to come for some rest and relaxation. The year 2000 came and surprisingly enough, airplanes didn’t fall out of the sky, ATM’s didn’t stop distributing money and stores still had milk on their shelves. While my health was deteriorating slowly, it was not so obvious to me. My wife made an appointment with an asthma doctor that she picked out of the phonebook.
I visited with Dr. Martin Hurwitz at St. Joseph Mercy Hospital. He determined pretty quickly I didn’t have any issues with asthma and ordered some blood work. This was on a Thursday. The following Monday morning, I got a call about 7:30 am from Dr. Hurwitz himself. He said my blood work showed some issues and he needed me to meet with another doctor that afternoon. Since we were scheduled to leave for vacation the next morning, I asked if we could plan something when we got back. He was very insistent, I needed to meet with a nephrologist that afternoon. I thought, what’s wrong with my head? I didn’t know that nephrology referred to the kidneys. That phone call saved my life. If I had gone on vacation as planned, I would have most likely been dead within the week.
Later that day I met with Dr. Eric Dancey. He told me that I had End Stage Renal Disease and that my only option was that I would need a kidney transplant and I needed to start dialysis immediately. To be honest, I didn’t understand a word that he was telling me. He had to simplify it for me, my kidneys were dead and I needed to check into the hospital now. He didn’t want me to leave his office, he had already made arrangements for me to be admitted. I was in shock, I didn’t know what to say, I didn’t know what to do. I walked out of his office and called my parents. I don’t remember who I talked with or what I said, I just remember standing at a payphone in the lobby crying. I walked over to the Emergency Room where I was admitted. I still don’t remember most of the next week, just a few bits and pieces. I was later told, that my potassium blood levels were so bad that my heart should have already stopped. During the next week, I was in and out of consciousness for several days, slept a lot and started dialysis.
Dialysis (hemodialysis) is a process where your blood is taken out of your body by a machine, 1 cup at a time, cleansed, then pumped back in. I spent 3-4 hours a day, 3 days a week on dialysis for the first several months. Horrible is about the only word I can use to describe it. I was exhausted, cold, nauseous and just generally miserable. I tried working, reading, sleeping during dialysis, however none of it helped. After a few months, it became more “normal”, however it was still the most unpleasant experience of my life. The thought of ever having to do that for years was unbearable. People who are not eligible for transplant, that is their only option.
During dialysis, your diet is severely restricted. What types of food you eat, how much phosphorus and potassium you consume and even more importantly, how much fluid you drink. I was limited to under 40 ounces of fluid a day. That includes any liquid or any food that would become liquid if left at room temperature (gravy, ice cream, Jell-O) Despite advances in medical technologies, your kidneys are significantly better at filtering your blood than anything we have developed. The normal person has two each about the size of a fist. They are located just below the rib cage, one on each side of the spine. Every day, the kidneys filter about 120 to 150 quarts of blood to produce about 1 to 2 quarts of urine, composed of wastes and extra fluid. When your kidneys stop working, dialysis has to take the place of these incredible organs. In between dialysis treatments when following my diet, I would gain between 5-10 lbs of fluid which had to be removed during dialysis.
The average wait time for a kidney transplant from the Organ Procurement and Transplantation Network (OPTN), is 3-5 years. These are organ donors who have died and their families agree to donate their organs. As of today, there are 121,678 people waiting for a lifesaving organ. An average 21 people a day die while waiting. I was blessed, my wait was just over a year. During the majority of that year, I went to dialysis on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays for 3-4 hours each day and tried to maintain a semblance of a “normal” life, working, traveling, coaching and just being a dad. In the later part of the year, I started peritoneal dialysis, a process that allowed me to do dialysis at home using fluids that were pumped in and out of the peritoneal cavity. Its amazing what can become “normal” given the amount of repetition.
My brother who lives outside Louisville, Ky was going through the testing to see if he could become a living donor. Kidney patients are fortunate that they can sometimes find a living donor to donate a kidney. A person can live a normal life with 25% functionality of 1 healthy kidney. Today, about a third of all kidney transplants come from living donors. Obviously that option is not available for other organs.
On March 28, 2001 about 1:30 in the afternoon, I received a call from my transplant coordinator at the University of Michigan. She informed me that they had found a kidney that was a 6 antigen match (basically a perfect match) for me. It was from a 34-year-old man who had died in a car crash in Mississippi. For the protection of the donor’s family, they do not tell you who the donor is, just some medical history. The better the match, the better the odds for success. The odds of a perfect match occurring from an unrelated donor was 1 in 100,000. When you receive the call, you have xx amount of time to get to the hospital. For me, this was not an issue, I was at work in Ann Arbor at the time. The call doesn’t mean everything is a go. The donor organ and yours could still be incompatible, I could have an infection that I wasn’t aware of or a dozen other things could go wrong. I headed to the hospital to start the tests. In my case, everything looked good and I was scheduled for surgery later that night. The 2nd kidney from the same donor was also being flown to the University of Michigan. It was about this time that it all kind of hit me. I was about to undergo major surgery. While the odds of dying during transplant surgery are only 2-4%, I just got a kidney from a donor where the odds were 1 in 100,000 so its a number that sticks in your head. Additionally, there is no guarantee that the body won’t reject the kidney. Once that happens, the odds decrease for another successful transplant. Either way, it was a mixed set of emotions while I waited for surgery. My surgery went first, I was wheeled to the Operating Room about midnight. My surgery took about 3 hours. Immediately following my surgery, they performed the transplant for the second patient. During a kidney transplant, they don’t take out the old kidneys. The new kidney is generally placed inside the lower abdomen on the front side of the body.
The next morning I woke up and asked numerous times if the surgery was successful. I don’t wake up easily from anesthesia, so I imagine the nurses were quite tired of hearing the same question a dozen times. They had pumped me full of fluids to help jump start the kidney. Around 10:30 in the morning, they decided I needed to get out of bed and move around. Huh? What? Did you see the 6 inch incision across my abdomen? Who thinks its a good idea to move at all? After a few hours the new kidney began to function. By Friday morning, I felt night and day difference. It was amazing how big of a difference I felt despite being sore from surgery. I had more energy, some color and thanks to the anti-rejection drugs, I was hungry for the first time in over a year. On Saturday morning, I was discharged from the hospital. No more dialysis, no diet restrictions, no fluid restrictions. While it had only been a little over a year, I wasn’t sure how to act. My first stop was at Steak-n-Shake for a steak burger and chocolate shake (milk and chocolate were completely off limits before).
An organ transplant is not a cure, its a treatment. Recipients have to take a cocktail of immunosuppressant drugs so that the body doesn’t figure out that there is a foreign object (the transplanted organ) in their body. This has to be done for the rest of the life of the organ. Transplanted organs only last 10-20 years before another transplant becomes necessary. The success rate diminishes after each transplant, not to mention the long lasting affects of the medications, dialysis and general wear and tear on the body. The anti-rejection medications lowers the bodies ability to fight infections and requires monthly monitoring of blood work for signs of rejection or infection.
Are you registered to be an organ donor? Have you talked to your family about it? Hospitals are unlikely to donate your organ if it goes against the families wishes, even if the donor was a registered organ donor.
For more information on organ donation visit http://donatelife.net or sign-up at the Secretary of States Office (for Michigan residents).
The Michigan Military Museum, one of the active projects under the Grass Lake Area Historical Connections took delivery of a 1917 Model T Touring car that will be renovated and restored to replicate a WWI ambulance.
The museum has “a group of military vehicle restorers from the Military Vehicle Preservation Association or MVPA, lined up to help with some of the major body work and powertrain restoration” according to Scott Gerych, curator of the Michigan Military Museum. “We also have the members of the Michigan Military Heritage Museum, and other volunteers and we are seeking a donor for the tires, and perhaps someone interested in overhauling the engine so that it can be driven in parades.”
The 1917 model T, commonly referred to as the “Tin Lizzie” a name derived from the most common American name for a horse in the early 1900s — Lizzie, short for Elizabeth — and the fact that the vehicle was made of metal or tin was one of 834,663 built that year. The base cost in 1917 for the Touring Car was $360. According to a 1916 Ford Press Release, the new 1917 model changes included “The hood is of graceful streamline design. There are sweeping crown fenders both front and rear. The radiator is larger, and with a new enclosed fan construction has a greater cooling efficiency. The new cars are finished in black with nickel trimmings, and are equipped with non-skid tires on the rear wheels.”
The museum’s car was purchased from Iola, KS for $3,400.
The car will be used as a centerpiece for a WWI exhibit. It will be modeled after the 1918 WWI ambulance that Grass Lake native George Cowden would have driven. All WWI ambulances were built on the basic Model T car chassis, The cars were shipped to France unpainted and without the ambulance “box”. The boxes were built on site from the shipping crate material in 1917 and later were added as a “kit” to be shipped with the cars in 1918, but still assembled on site in France. Cowden was a newspaper man after the war, working for the Citizen-Patriot for over 50 years as a managing editor. The museum has many of his items including over 300 personal photos of these ambulances in use. The ambulance would also be the same type of vehicle Ernest Hemingway, who has a very strong Michigan connection, drove in Italy and the subject of his book “A Farewell to Arms”.
The museum is continuing their fundraising. For more information you can contact the Grass Lake Historical Connections or follow them on Facebook.
Over 3,000 Easter eggs, filled with candy surprises awaited kids during the Annual Grass Lake Community Children’s Easter Egg Hunt this past Saturday, March 26th at the Grass Lake United Methodist Church on E Michigan Ave. Volunteers spent numerous hours filling the eggs and then “hiding” them around the church lawn said Pastor Den Slattery.
Over 175 kids, parents and grandparents attended the morning event. The anticipation of the hunt was heighten with crafts and art projects to work on in Wesley Hall, in the lower level of the church, as families continued to arrive. Kids were seen decorating crosses, coloring pages and more. The adults took this opportunity to visit while giving the occasional moral support or assistance on the craft projects.
Once 10:00 rolled around, everyone headed upstairs where Karen Slattery led the group in songs and used jelly beans to demonstrate the Gospel of Jesus. A puppet show and a drawing for two specially-filled Easter baskets occurred before everyone headed outside to the main event, the Easter egg hunt. Kids of all ages were seen filling their Easter baskets and bags with Easter eggs. The techniques used on the hunt varied from child to child. Some kids went for the grab, some opened and inspected the contents of each and every egg. One young girl was intent on only picking up pink eggs. There were plenty to go around and everyone seemed to enjoy the sunshine and the festivities.
Our hometown is full of heroes! Grass Lake Girl Scout troop 60157 donated a nice check to the the Soldiers Cross memorial during their regular meeting Tuesday night, March 15, 2016. See Bud Freysinger’s article for more on this worthy cause.
To earn money for the gift the young ladies worked as servers for fish dinners at the Ann Arbor Moose Lodge, sold cookies, candy, nuts and baby sat.