Among Other Things: Lois Hubbard: A life well lived
By Paul Fugleberg
Lois Hubbard was an amazing person. It would be impossible to tell how many lives she touched directly and indirectly. Her interest in people included remembering folks on their birthdays and anniversaries, notes on achievements, sending get well cards, appreciation gifts of candy to the church choir, to welcoming students on their return from college, visits to rest home patients, conducting Bible studies, and more. All this was done quietly, but her activities and example inspired others, whose actions in turn inspired others to reach out, too.
One incident I recall took place during the 1982 annual meeting at the First Presbyterian Church of Polson when new business was called for. Lois stood up and said to the effect that the congregation had grown to the extent that there should be a new building that could be used for dinners, receptions, and community events. In only a short time, planning and work started toward the present Fellowship Hall.
Lois Hubbard’s life was a life well lived.
Unusual welcoming group
When I came home about 9 p.m. a couple Sundays ago, I was greeted by a herd of about eight deer milling about the front yard. As I got out, they slowly divided into two groups, half going across the street and the other half into the back yard.
If deer could talk, they were probably discussing the prolonged foggy spell and trying to figure out which way were the mountains and the lake. Apparently they came back the next night, judging from the tracks in fresh snow all over the front and back yards.
About three weeks ago during lunch hour, I noticed four hen pheasants walking single file in the alley behind the house pecking at bits of gravel.
Do you get the idea that as people encroach on wildlife habitat, the wildlife are beginning to encroach on people habitat?
Among other changes
When we first moved to 12th Ave. E. you could hear crickets and frogs in the wetlands just south of the house. No more though. I haven’t heard any of those night sounds for years. Also, in those early years we could sit or lie on a blanket in the back yard at night and look for satellite and shooting stars. Obviously the stars and other night sights are still there, but much dimmer due to “light pollution.” You folks who live out in the country or up in the mountains are lucky — take time to enjoy those sounds and sights.