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September 11, 2013 JULIAN CUYAMACA FIRE PROTECTION DISTRICT RAFFLE TICKETS 1 for $5 6 for $25 Raffle Drawing Sept 28 at JCFPD Open House TICKET = 4 CHANCES TO WIN A PRIZE All Proceeds go Raffle Package #1 Orchard HIH CountJ Inn - 2 nights Tour Eagle & High Peaks Mine Lurch Q Julian Pie Dinner Q Romeno's Italian Restaurant Main Street Carriage ride Tee Q Julian Tea Wine, TeeUng  Witch Creek Winery Raffle Package #2 Eagieneet B&B - 2 nights midweek Horsaback Riding O Julian Stables Lunch @ Lake Cuyamaca Restaurant Dinner Q Jeramy's off the Hill Tour Smith Ranch Railroad & Mine Lunch @ Soups & Such card Wine tasting @ Orfila Winery to the JCFPD general fund to support the volunteer fire department and ambulance service TICKETS AT JULIAN FITNESS RABOBANK JULIAN FIRE STATION WYNOLA PIZZA Raffle Package #3 Buttarfleld B&B - 2 nights midweek Boating @ Lake Cuyamaca Lunch @ Mom's Apple Pie Dinner Q Julian Grill Visit California Wolf Canter Lunch at Apple Alley Wine testing @ Menghini Winery Raffle Package #4 Wikiup B&B - 2 nights midweek Horseback Riding @ Integrity Stables Lunch @ Julian CaM Dinner at Wynoie Pizza Lunch at Candied Apple Luxurious one-hour Massage Wine tasting @ Blue Door Winery EARS of STORIES CentennialCelebration & Customer Appreciation Open House you are coraally invitedas an honored guest of the Friena of the Jutan Branch Library as we celebrate our lO o th Anniversary. Saturday, September 14, 201 3 One O'clock in the afternoon Jutan Branch Library 185o Highway 78 Julian, CA 92036 760-765-0370 HEALTH and PERSONAL SERVICES JULIAN MEDICAL CLINIC A DIVISION OF BORREGO HEALTH We accept Community Health Group Insurance (T/aO00 "#G$ , t Julian Clinic will be, open u.til 7pro o. Tuadaya .ow! Walk-ina ar wslc0ms. Now accptiag H01ina and CHG Insurance No Appointments Just Come In / Now Available ,,Ctl CertifiedAnimal . Adjusting -  9 II ]l Only I11 , $3o.__0000011 L 6.Bed Furl Service Hospice & Dementia Case by Case License S'n |o f Ctlrlz #,374601019 SUNCREST LODGE 34540 Engineers Road and Highway 79 (760) 765-0065 Marriages on the /Mountain caU Dick Thilk, Chaplain C o fit'W Wed d ins DeslgnedFor You! call Rev LeSTurner 760-44 0 leszmor@a[:co l00[y Thoughts by Michele Harvey Changes When I was in elementary school, some years we had to write essays or draw pictures describing what we wanted to be when we grew up. It was always a really difficult assignment for me because I never knew what I wanted to be when I became an adult. I had friends who wanted to become nurses, astronauts, cowboys, teachers or pilots. One boy wanted to be The Lone Ranger when he grew up, and some hoped to be President one day. The goals of becoming doctors or lawyers came to some when they attended high school. My problem was that I only knew what I didn't want to be. My mother was a secretary and never seemed really happy in that role. She studied to become a teacher, and she would have made a terrific teacher, but her life got in her way and she wasn't able to finished college. Watching her through the years convinced me that I never ever wanted to be a secretary. In high school I majored in Architectural drafting. I enjoyed it, but my pencil lines were often too thick or too thin and I didn't have enough confidence in myself to stand up to all of the men in that field. I often felt intimidated, so I decided not to be an Architect. When I was 17 I took the Women's Air Force Standard Test. I scored near the top 5% and thought I could be a mechanic, which was my next goal. My recruiter told me that women didn't get to be mechanics, so t guess the U.S. Air Force hadn't heard of Princess Elizabeth's military career during World War II. Before I actually began my military career, I heard lots of stories of sexual harassment, and I knew I would once again feel very intimidated. No military career for me. After graduating from high school, I entered community college and declared a theater major. I never wanted to act, but I really liked many other aspects of working in a theater. I took a costume design class, which I didn't finish. However, many years later I helped with the construction of a costume or 3 during the Pine Hills Players pre- production of OLIVER! I took a theater construction class from Biff Baker which gave me a lifelong love of building things. Because of my college theater experiences I was a successful prop master for 2 productions of Julian's Junior Theater. I never took my interest in theater anywhere near a career, but I sure am glad I took the classes. After I registered for college classes, my maternal grandparents began pressuring me to take office classes. They suggested I take typing and office machine courses. I rebelled, dropped out of college and got a job in a camera store. Though I held jobs in a variety of fields, learning along the way as I worked as a masker in a paint and body shop, as one of the first 2 female grocery baggers in San Diego County, and working for over 10 years in various camera stores, I never really knew what I wanted to do when I grew up. After moving with my family to Julian about 30 years ago, I worked at home skills for years. As a nearly stay at home mom, raising my children, while their dad earned a good living, I was able to do minor remodeling to our home, I grew much,of our food, sewed curtains and quilts, and created items that I sold at local craft shows. I created Christmas gifts and spent many hours each week volunteering for local, mainly youth organizations. !figured out that I liked working with people, whether I was working in a restaurant or in a retail business, a concession stand or on a Cub Scout camping trip. I worked at several restaurants through the years and a variety of retail stores. I like sales, but I don't like approaching people in businesses like a real estate agentor commission salesperson does. Gradually I figured out that I waned to own a retail gift shop. I knew I would want to sell home made things as much as possible and also I would want to sell good-looking useful things. In February of 2005, my husband Mike came to visit me at work while I was sitting on the bench in front of the store. We had previously talked with Dana Pettersen about buying her business, Julian Yesteryears. It seemed like just a dream until that morning. I was very angry at my boss. I worked most days at her shop, filling in for anyone who was ill, and I kept the business organized for her while constantly telling people that I didn't own the shop. I was simply an employee. Since I spent so much time in the store, people assumed it was my business and they relied on me to help them make buying decisions. That day the boss accused me of thinking the business was mine and she accused Mike of being rude to a customer the day before, though he hadn't been in the shop for over 3 months. That was about the time that I decided that when I grew up, I wanted to own my own retail gift shop. When Mike came to visit me briefly that morning I'm sure he could almost see steam coming out of my ears as I explained to him the false accusations I had to listen to. He excused himself, saying he would return soon. When he came back about a half hour later, he asked if I wanted to own my own gift shop. I told him I'd love it! He had talked with Dana about buying her business. They settled on a price for her business and it would be mine in 30 days. Sometimes dreams do come true. In late March of 20051 took over Julian Yesteryears and have made it my own with Dana's good wishes. The first year my business grew a lot and I felt very good about being a gift shop owner. About 2 years later, with so much growth, I felt a need to expand and an opportunity came to move our store across the street where we would have twice the floor space. I was able to put lots more merchandise into the new store and initially I was thrilled. It was about that time that the recession hit Julian. While some businesses prospered, mine didn't, so after 2 years of struggling, I moved my shop to the Wynola Farms Marketplace. I had friends who owned shops there and initially we all worked together to bring business to Wynola. Since our efforts didn't work, my friends moved their shops to Julian and left 2 of us to run the shops in the building and take up the empty spaces while the tasting rooms and the bead shop seemed to do okay. While I was there we had very few customers, sometimes going 5 or 6 days with no one coming into the building except for wine or hard cider customers. After 2 years and nearly having to close my shop, I called my first landlords and nearly begged them to rent me a space in their Cole Building. When they called with an offer of space, I knew it wasn't a really terrific space, but it's a very good building location, so I quickly said yes. Now, 16 months later, I'm moving my shop again. I'm not going far. I'm simply moving from the 2nd floor to the ground floor. I hope and expect this move to revive my business by making me more visible. I really like meeting people and selling them just the right items and this move will help me to do that. As I find more ways to make my business unique in Julian, I have a new motto. We now sell home crafted, useful and vintage goods. Come see. These are my thoughts. \\; Some say the English were the first to seal wine bottles with cork. However, getting the cork out to get to the wine required a special tool -- the corkscrew. The Julian News 5 0% O LIVESTOCK FEED & SUPPLY POPE TREE SERVICE All Your Tree Service Needs Commercial Oak and Pine our Specialty CA. State License #704192 Julian Historical Society Meets on the fourth Wednesday at The Historical Society Building 2133 4th Street - 7:00pm Harvest Time This is the time of year to skulk along Main Street in Julian, bag of zucchini in hand, looking for unlocked cars. But, NO! YES! There is not a single zucchini or crookneck or patty pan squash in the entire garden. Squash plants, yes. Squash squash, no. Climate change has zapped the garden. It's a good year for fruit here. The little trees, planted some years ago, have started to bear-- Santa Rosa plums, nectarines, peaches, a few pluots, five almonds (nuts, not trees), some apples on the tree the deer didn't get to, six walnuts (okay, the nut trees are still small). The old trees are bearing as well, including Grandmother Myrta's quince (What ARE we going to do with two dozen or more quincii?) and the old prune not to mention apples and pears. But the garden, well, usually at this time of year the harvest takes over the kitchen. This year isn't the same. To be fair, it isn't all climate though the hot weather in May and early June (we did have zucchini in the middle of June) followed by cool weather, followed by this and that unusual stuff clearly played a role. Part of it is the deer. While absent on an ill-timed pleasure trip, shame!, The deer got in and ate the kale, Swiss chard, sorrel, bell peppers, trompled and nibbled tomatoes and various other plants. Part of the blame goes to Andersen Nursery in Poway which, while enticing and vast, not to mention expensive, mislabels its plants. Last year it was eggplant (wrong variety). This year it is at least one Cherry Tomato that has turned into a dwarf plant, smaller than to be believed. It has tomatoes on it, but how many tomatoes can grow on a compact eight inch bush, one asks. Not many. Further, they don't taste like last year's tomatoes, supposedly same variety. Last year I went and complained about the eggplant. "We can't do anything unless you bring in the plants." We!l, rip up the plants? Not likely. This year I won't complain. Next year I'll shop elsewhere. But, at last, the tomatoes are beginning to come in. The bell and ancho peppers have recovered from the deer, and the eggplants are beginning to perk up and bloom. Maybe if we don't get an early frost... But there WERE lots and lots of tomatillos. Enchiladas here we come. Want some tomatillos?