[Vision2020] My Apologies and Condolences

[Tom Hansen]

To Dan "The Area Man" Carscallen for overlooking his recent loss.

Sometimes we get too involved in the daily grind and overlook the finer
things that make Moscow a comfortable community.

Courtesy of Tuesday's (April 13, 2010) Moscow-Pullman Daily News.

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Penny Carscallen
57, Viola

Penny Sue Musick Carscallen, 57, passed away at St. Joseph Medical Center
in Lewiston on Saturday, April 10, 2010, surrounded by family after a long
battle with cancer. A funeral service to celebrate her life will be 1 p.m.
Thursday, April 15, 2010, at Short's Funeral Chapel with Kathy Kramer
officiating. Burial will be at the Viola cemetery followed by a reception
and dinner at the Eagles Lodge in Moscow.

Penny was born July 10, 1952, in Moscow, Idaho. Her parents are Howard and
Eloise (Sissy) Gregg Musick of Viola, Idaho. She attended school in
Moscow, Idaho, and graduated from Moscow High School in 1970. Following
high school, she attended Moscow Beauty School.

Penny worked various jobs around the community and finally began working
at Washington State University until she was later forced to retire due to
health reasons. She also was a clerk at the Viola Water and Sewer District
for many years.

She married Rod Carscallen in Coeur d'Alene, Idaho, in December 1975. They
made their home in Viola, where Rod currently resides.

Penny enjoyed gardening, canning, cooking, knitting, needlework and she
definitely loved picking huckleberries! Penny often made delicious mints
for friends and family when needed for parties or weddings. She also was
known for making dishcloths for friends and family. She prided herself in
her "thornless" blackberry patch, and made wonderful jam that she shared
with others. Penny loved going camping with Rod, friends and family,
particularly in the Elk River area. She also enjoyed going to as many
athletic events as she could in support of the numerous children that were
part of her family, especially her grandchildren.

She is survived by her husband of 34 years, Rod, and parents Howard and
Eloise (Sissy) Musick, of Viola; sons Bryan Thompson (Wendy), Dan
Carscallen (Debby), and Toby Carscallen (Lisa), all of Moscow; sister
Debby Musick, of Viola; Sisters-in-law and spouses, Diana Renfro (Doug),
of Clarkston, Betty Nagle (Don) and Janice Palmer (Donovan) of Potlatch;
six grandchildren Zac, McKenzie, Devin, Sidney, Hayden and Kennedy, whom
she loved and adored; nephew Buck (Mary) Taggart; great-nephew, Brett; and
several other nieces and nephews. She was preceded in death by her
brother, Denny Musick, father- and mother-in-law, Bill and Louise
Carscallen, grandparents EC and Mary Musick, and grandmother, Lyla Gregg.

The family would like to thank everyone for their kind words and support.
They suggest memorials to be made to the Susan G. Komen, Breast Cancer
Foundation, P. O. Box 65309, Dallas, TX 75265-0309 or a charity of your
choice.

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Perhaps each of us should, every now and then take a break from the daily
race and enjoy what we've got as we . . .

"Slow Dance"
By David L. Weatherford

"Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don’t dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won’t last.

Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask “How are you?”
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You’d better slow down
Don’t dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won’t last.

Ever told your child,
We’ll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say “Hi”?
You’d better slow down.
Don’t dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won’t last.

When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift
.
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over."

Take care, Area Man.

Tom Hansen
Moscow, Idaho