2017 “Ruthorford” Eclipse

To say the eclipse was phenomenal would be an understatement. I saw the one in 1979. This wasn’t even a total one here, so I didn’t expect much. During the peak, there was a tiny sliver on the bottom, so it didn’t go completely dark. But, hubby and I had glasses and viewed it all the way through.

Turned out, what I experienced was like nothing else. About 5 minutes before the peak, all sound stopped. Not a bird, not a bug. The air stilled and the temperature dropped. It was as though someone took a gold filter and slipped it over my eyes. Living in the woods, I got to experience another phenomena, which I shared in the pictures. The eclipse shows THROUGH leaves, projecting onto the ground. Like a kid, I ran around with my phone,

snapping pictures, on the drive, on the car, on my porch. The last one, on the porch, is through those massive, thick magnolia leaves. I will never see another one in my lifetime, but I will never forget this one. My cottage in the woods proved to be as magical as I could ever dream.

 

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Science = Magic

RuthorfordScience3Visit Ruthorford — just remember — when science ends, magic begins!

Magic, intrigue, and suspense!
Just what it takes to make the summer sizzle ~
Visit Ruthorford ~ find out!
THE SHOPPE OF SPELLS
MEADOW’S KEEP
GLYNDA’S DARE
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AJC Decatur Book Festival

I am so excited! I have been invited by the Moreland Cultural Arts Alliance to join them, along with Sid Brown, a local southern historical fiction author, at the AJC Decatur Book Festival, Labor Day Weekend, September 2nd and 3rd. I will share more information as it comes in! I am honored!

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The Dogs Days of Summer have arrived in Ruthorford, Georgia and it isn’t just the temperatures that are heating up. Remember, nothing is ever like it seems.
 
Magic, abduction, intrigue, and suspense!
Just what it takes to make the summer sizzle ~
Visit Ruthorford ~ find out!
THE SHOPPE OF SPELLS
MEADOW’S KEEP
GLYNDA’S DARE
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Celebrating the 4th in Style!

20170704_094407Once, again, Shanon Grey was invited to participate in the Moreland, Georgia, 4th of July Celebration and BBQ. Moreland, one of the inspirations for Ruthorford, sits kinda south of the airport where Eyrk Vreeland lands his Phenom 100 when coming to visit the home of his twin brother Dorian.20170704_094512

Vendors and booksellers set up in Puckett Station, Moreland’s museum for local famous writer and humorist,Louis Grizzard, and the once prosperous knitting mill.

Fun20170704_100435 and food always abounds for those venturing to the small southern town. This year, the kids were treated to the appearance of a beautiful parrot, who enjoyed visiting the vendors and hoping for a small treat or two.

Quilts, art, jewelry, pottery, crafts and food were just some of the vendors offering visitors a 20170704_100954sample of homemade artistry.

Outside, to keep a reminder of times gone by, and how Moreland’s central train station ensured access to and from the small 20170703_155914town for merchants, a train or two will pass by, blowing the whistle in welcome.

Of course, one of the main attractions on this festive day, is the marvelous BBQ, which begins filling the air with its rich aroma the afternoon before,20170703_160346 enticing anyone who drives by to come back the next day to fulfill that need for slow smoked BBQ.

Naturally, Shanon Grey was there. It’s impossible to stay away, when one of the towns that inspired her stories celebrates the nation’s birthday! I saw some old friends and made some new. It was the perfect way to spend my July the 4th!!!20170710a_102458

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Moreland Book-signing 4th July

Happy 4th, everyone! I, aka Shanon Grey, will be signing books at the museum in20170621Summer Moreland, GA for their 4th of July celebration. Last year was fabulous! Good times, great food. Come on by and say hi! Puckett Station, Moreland, GA 30259~

It’s summer in Ruthorford!
Magic, intrigue, abduction, sex!
What more can you want for summer fun?
Visit Ruthorford ~ find out!
THE SHOPPE OF SPELLS
MEADOW’S KEEP
GLYNDA’S DARE
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A Bit Personal

36357_442008371302_1982537_n J and AI’ve been sharing more of my personal life since my sister’s cancer diagnosis. Today, I wish to share something wonderful. Thirty-seven years ago on June 27, 1980, Andy and I became man and wife. When a wedding plan got totally out of control, we decide to take matters into our own hands and, grabbing my best friend and her husband, we drove to the Justice of the Peace and exchanged vows with a borrowed ring to the sound of country music and pork chops sizzling in the background. Barely escaping a head-on collision when our friend pulled right into oncoming traffic, we headed to Victoria Station for a wedding dinner. The next day we drove to Georgia from Virginia to visit my parents. As exhausted as we were, we managed to keep our smiles in place as we walked into a surprise wedding reception dinner. Then, Dad footed the bill to a motel for a spur of the moment honeymoon, at which Andy had to carry the dog up the steps as he refused to budge. Thus began the adventure of a lifetime and I wouldn’t trade a second of it. He has been and always will be my real life hero and serves repeatedly as the inspiration for my stories. Happy Anniversary, Andy! I love you now and forever!

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HAPPY SUMMER

Blessed Litha! Happy Summer Solstice! May your days be long, bright, and joyful! Take time to read!

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Let me suggest a visit to Ruthorford. Magic, intrigue, abduction, sex!
What more can you want?
Visit Ruthorford ~ find out!
THE SHOPPE OF SPELLS
MEADOW’S KEEP
GLYNDA’S DARE
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Great News!

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I had my followup MRI this week and just got the news. It is totally benign! Since, I’ve had a biopsy and now carry an internal clip, they will never be “normal.” Totally benign is the next best thing.

I learned something on my visit. When looking to do the gene marker DNA test, they usually start with the one who has or had cancer. If they carry it, they move to the next. If you develop breast cancer after a certain age, they assume it’s not genetic. However, that is not always the case. Now, I find myself doing even more research.

So, everyone, women and men, do your self-exams and be checked by a physician. If there is cancer in your family, think about taking that extra step. It may save your life or the life of someone related to you!

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I’m Back and Where I’ve Been

pinkribbonI know I have neglected my writer’s page for some time. But, I’m back and with an explanation. Last summer my sister was diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer, which was elevated from Stage II to Stage III following her surgery. While she recovered, a treatment plan was developed. During that time, they recommended I see my doctor, as a precaution. As is generally the case with me, nothing is ever simple. The readings were confusing and they couldn’t determine if they saw one lump or three. After having three different facilities examine me and six tests read and reread, it was decided that it was only one area and a biopsy was performed. Fortunately, mine was negative, so I could concentrate on helping my sister face her two different courses of chemotherapy and 32 radiation treatments. I telecommute for my day job and am able to “plug in” and work from just about anywhere, enabling me to work from her place every other week.

I can’t begin to tell you the awakening I experienced going with her to her treatments. I was astounded at just how many people were being treated for cancer in one facility. It was packed; yet, they moved patients through in more of an organized regimen than I ever dreamed possible.

Every other week, we would travel an hour to the facility and she would go for her bloodwork (they had implanted a port under the skin in the chest wall, upon which she would slathered a numbing cream before going to the lab). Following her lab visit, we headed to the oncology department to have her bloodwork “numbers” read to ensure she could receive the chemo that week. If the numbers were too low, the treatment would have to be postponed and a transfusion administered instead. She always squeaked by and was sent on to the infusion center.

From what I could see, at least on the floor we were on, there were infusion centers on both sides of the floor and two large infusion areas on each side. They were always packed from early morning until late (I know this as we were the last ones on occasion, leaving around 7 p.m.). Although the facility offered free coffee and tea in the waiting area to the patients and those with them, volunteers would regularly “roll” through with carts of snacks and drinks. More blood work was done and, eventually, she was called back. She sat in one of 8 reclining lounge chairs in one of 3 bays. Each patient had a television, curtains that could be closed, and a chair for one visitor. The nurses were wonderful and supportive, offering encouragement while monitoring each person like hawks. They would double-match her information against the bags of fluid and the computer to ensure they administered the right meds. Good thing, too, since they got some things wrong a couple of times. Before treatment, she was given meds to help with possible nausea and reactions, allow time for them to take effect, and then hook her up to an IV, which administered the fluids and chemicals. Since each person’s treatment is specific to them, and how they respond is individual as well, patients react very differently to the treatments. Some took it in stride, some could barely lift their heads, and others shook in fear. As frightened as my sister was, I remember watching her, tubes and lines filling her with poison, spend her time talking to the young woman sitting alone in the chair across from her, crying and shaking in fear of her diagnosis and her initial treatment. It was my sister’s soothing words and the thought of them doing it together, that seemed to comfort the young woman. As each treatment would come to an end, they would tape an infusion device to my sister’s arm, which then automatically jabbed a cannula into her arm for administration of more meds the next day. Make no bones about it, these chemicals are vicious. One they call the “Red Devil,” not only because of its color, but because of the caustic effects it has if it to comes in contact with the skin. They wore what looked like hazmat suites to administer it. We all dreaded seeing it coming.

One thing my sister had going for her was that she was healthy going into treatment. My 20170422 J & Bsister did very well through two courses of different chemotherapy. She experienced minimal nausea, but lost her ability to taste most things. Note of fact, if you can’t taste something, your body doesn’t want to consume it. She worked hard visualizing something’s flavor so she could get it down. Her fingers and toes became numb and she did lose her hair. She chose to wear knit caps when it was cold and the colorful bouffant surgical caps nurses wear when it was warm. She got tired, but nothing like we’d heard could happen. However, she remained housebound due to her vulnerability to everyone and everything in the environment, since her immune system was severely compromised.

Radiation began shortly after chemo ended. It was every day, five days a week for 32 treatments. For every patient, an individual body form is created to ensure positioning and then the patient is x-rayed and marked repeatedly to ensure the radiation hits 20170511_094851only the target. I believe for us (me, for sure), the radiation was scarier than chemo. You see, our mother died of cancer in 1960—probably, they determined, of radiation poisoning. She’d had adult acne and had been treated with the latest and greatest—Cobalt radiation. When she developed a tumor in her neck, they treated her with—you guessed it—Cobalt radiation. We told the oncologists the story so they would understand the trepidation we felt. We were reassured that Cobalt is no longer used and that treatments have progressed far beyond anything our mother had received. We were reassured that, even though there are still many dangers with both chemo and radiation, they have made huge strides in patient safety since 1960.

I did not go with her except for the initial meeting with the radiologists and her final treatment, since she did so well. Her energy even improved. Her worst side effect was the burn, for which they ordered medication.

bell radiationThe tradition is, when you finish treatment, chemo and/or radiation, you ring a bell. Trust me, it is a celebration. Everyone hoots and claps for a bell-ringer, no matter where they are or the treatment they are receiving. I can assure you, when they finally reach the time to ring the bell, whether it be for chemo and or for radiation, they are ready to have the treatment end. Being treated for cancer is not for sissies! It is life changing—definitely for the patient—but also for anyone around them. It is an emotional trauma, as well as a physical one. It is confusing and there is never enough of the “right” information or support available. And, no matter who you have around you, you are alone. It is your body that has been targeted, accosted, and abused, all in the process of getting rid of the horrific disease that can, and will, if left alone, kill you.

My sister is recovering and doing very well. There is no immediate way to tell if they got it all. The only way to know is for it not to come back. She will have a mammogram in a few months and, like everyone else, pray they don’t find anything.

I am scheduled for my follow-up MRI in June.

For now, I am back at my day job—while, at night, I am working on my fifth Ruthorford novel. Most of all, I am celebrating having my sister.

Thank you for your patience! Jerry Hampton aka Shanon Grey

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Welcome to Ruthorford

welcome-illusionFrom the moment Ruthorford sprang into my head, I was enthralled. It draws me back, again and again, to tell its stories. It awaits you! The perfect small southern town holds some mighty big secrets, sharing them a little at a time. Knowing too much can be dangerous. #paranormalsuspense #romance

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