Telling the Story of RVM

WELCOME, HISTORIAN JORDAN MO!

Jordan is Part 4 of the 3-part article below, which was crafted in part with the goal of attracting a volunteer to the position of Resident Council Historian.  It is a testimony to the writing skill and persuasive power of the staff of The Complement that it worked without even being published!  When asked to introduce herself to the subjects of her future narratives, Jordan submitted the following:
“JORDAN MO is a native of and survivor of Minnesota’s worst weather (she credits her Norwegian heritage) before migrating to California to Whittier Union High school, UCLA, and a peripatetic career in advertising, retail, banking, the LA County Assessor’s Office, political consulting and, lastly, avocado ranching.  Volunteerism included the LA Opera Company, progressive politics (especially the women’s movement) and ACLU.  Jordan and Jan Hines were close friends at UCLA and re-connected in retirement in Santa Barbara.   They decided to move on to RVM after a presentation at Fess Parker’s and a free breakfast!  Look for Jordan most afternoons walking their white Scottie dog “Annie”.”

            Faye Isaak

RVM History part 1, by Connie Kent

Once upon a time there was a tall bare hill near a middle-size town in Southwestern Oregon. From the top of the hill, one could look out over nearby fields, orchards and communities of the Rogue Valley. In 1955, several ministers from area congregations got together and dreamed. They dreamed of a retirement community that would be the finest in the country, one that would attract people from all over the United States. They formed a nonprofit corporation, purchased the first fifteen acres atop the hill, and set about promoting their vision.

Four years later, they had arranged financing, hired an architect, sold over a hundred apartments to prospective residents, and were ready to break ground for the Rogue Valley Manor. Two and a half years later, in January, 1961, the first residents moved in.

Initially, there were problems, of course. Almost immediately there was a tax issue: should residents be required to pay property taxes? There were operational deficits requiring an increase in apartment fees. There was an employee strike in 1977. There were problems with food service providers, personnel policies, and increasing indebtedness. But gradually, these obstacles were overcome, due in large part to the optimism and generosity of residents. And by its twentieth anniversary, the Manor was securely established and ready to grow.

Over the years, several residents have undertaken to record the history of the Manor, now in its sixty-first year. These are available in our library.

In July, 1981, Willa-Hoyt Budd wrote the short A History of Rogue Valley Manor, 1961-1981: In celebration of the Twentieth Anniversary.

In 1990, George M. Jemison published  A History of Rogue Valley Manor, 1955-1989.

In the years 1998 to 2003, an annual yearbook was published.

In 2015, Faye Isaak published her comprehensive history with lots of colored photos, Vision with a View: How Rogue Valley Manor Evolved through Grace and Gumption.  The book is in the RVM Library, and copies are available for sale at the RVM Foundation office ($25 apiece).

In addition, there are back copies of Hill Topics, which first appeared in November 1961 as Hill-Top-Ics.

Others have continued to carry on the work of these authors—not necessarily to write another history, but to keep track of important events as they unfold, to archive historic materials: in a word, as Manor Historians.

Norma Trump

RVM History Part 2by Joni Johnson

Norma and Mike Trump joined RVM in 2010, and she was RVM’s historian from 2011 until Daphne Fautin took over in 2015.  Before Norma, the post had gone vacant for a number of years.  While Norma never had formal training as a historian/librarian, she had been involved in genealogy for almost 60 years.  She and her husband, Mike, were extremely active with the Cloverdale Historical Society. They were in Cloverdale, California for 10 years before coming to RVM and were instrumental in helping the Historical Society erect the History Center. From the Cloverdale Historical Society current website, I was able to pull up the following paragraph: “From the early years of the Historical Society founded by Jack Howell with years of support from Marge Gray, Mike and Norma Trump, and many others to the building of the History Center, volunteers dedicated to preserving local history have made a difference”. In Mike and Norma’s honor, the research library was named the Trump Research Library.

During Norma’s time as historian, she and Mike scanned all of the old papers, catalogs and historical books as well as all of the issues of Hill Topics dating back to 1961. Everything was put on CDs.  In addition, she would go through the Mail Tribune looking for articles dealing with RVM residents including their activities, accomplishments and deaths. She would put these in binders.

Norma’s greatest wish is that RVM would finally dedicate a room to the history of the Manor with places for the binders, photographs and artifacts.  She feels that there is so much to offer our residents and prospective residents given our longevity, our own history and the continued change we see here at the Manor.

Daphne Fautin

RVM History Part 3by Daphne Fautin and Bob Buddemeier

Daphne Fautin was surprised at how easy it was to become Residents Council Historian.  She was still a newcomer (after arriving in mid-2015) when she responded to an RVMlist notice seeking a successor to Norma Trump.  “I thought there would be competition,” she said.  Instead, the job was quickly hers.

Her interests had included the frontier history of Wyoming—where she grew up, and Utah—where her father’s family lived.  Her professional activities, as a marine biologist specializing in sea anemones, had included archival as well as experimental research, and organization of a session at a History of Oceanography symposium.

She thought that taking on the job would be easy, since Faye Isaak had recently published her book, and Norma Trump, with the help of her husband Mike, had collected and digitized a large amount of material.

Daphne’s initial efforts focused mostly on trying to identify the people, events, and organizations depicted in a number of old photographs.  She examined old directories and interviewed long-term residents.  She enjoyed meeting the people and following their lives, but was frustrated at how difficult it was to make positive identifications in many cases.

However, new challenges were on the horizon.  She documented the progression of the Norovirus epidemic, which proved to be an excellent warm-up for the COVID-19 experience – and, of course, the Almeda fire evacuation.  All of these were not only novel events in the history of RVM, but also transformative in the terms of RVM management and aspects of resident life.

When asked about her hopes for continuation of historical information collection at RVM, she replied forcefully that it was critical to develop a system whereby the information can be reliably preserved and made available to the residents.  “Information was lost when a computer was replaced, and the Residents Council has no computer system or custodian to provide permanent storage and access,” she said.  At present, historical archives will be transferred to the next historian as a notebook and a flash drive.

Joanne Hafner- Catholic

            Joanne Hafner

For a long time, Catholics were not allowed to serve meat on Christmas eve.  So when I was a kid, my mom would always serve Oyster stew. It was supposed to be something very special.  I can’t remember eating it but I must have been forced to take a taste of it.

Then, when Jack and I were married in 1955, his mother would always serve a very special meal for the close family including a tuna casserole on large scallop shells.  Then we would clear up the table and then at 8:00 all the distant family would arrive (I fondly called them the outlaws- cousins, aunts, uncles – there had to be at least twenty) and Mrs. Hafner had presents for everyone including the children.

Then, at 11:30, Jack and I took our 4 children home and left them with their baby sitter and we would go to midnight mass which lasted for at least two hours.  Then we would go home and would get all the presents out under the tree, put together the toys that needed to be connected and tried to have everything done by six am when the kids would wake up.  And of course, then we would be there and enjoy watching them open their presents.  One of the toys was called the Green Odd Ogg which we got for our little three year old girl, Anne.  The only trouble was that she pulled on it and sat on it and broke it and she was heart broken and cried for the whole day.  We finally collapsed at the end of Christmas day.

Kathy Perkins- Catholic

              Kathy Perkins

I went to high school at St. Ursula’s Convent and Academy in Cincinnati, as did all my other seven sisters. I really didn’t realize how unique it was and how well we were prepared until I went to college.  Some of the things I remember most were the rituals and traditions that we experienced.  For example, there was graduation.  First of all, we had to wear floor length white dresses and carry a dozen red-stemmed roses across the stage to receive our diploma.  The roses were in our left hand, our heads held high, no bleeding from the thorns.  We learned that two-inch heels were better than three-inch heels and we had to practice, practice, practice to make this all come true with no broken bones or torn stockings.  Then we had a REAL ball afterwards.  And I remember the senior tea with sterling silver service. It was a different time. And I felt really lucky to receive my education there.

At Christmas, we would sing in a candlelit white marble chapel donning a white veil and candle and singing 3-4 part harmony.  It was one of the many beautiful traditions that bring a smile to my face and that I share with my seven sisters.  It was such a special experience which, as a kid, I took for granted.

Bob Hall- Sufi

                  Bob Hall

 

According to the dictionary,  Sufism is the inner  mystical meaning of Islam,  which  does not tell us much.  The Sufis are at home in all religions.  They have no dogma.  They follow the religion of love in the spiritual sense, not the physical sense. There is no dogma that you are asked to believe.  Instead we are drawn to support and assist that which is constructive  around us. My dad had a very helpful and constructive  attitude toward others but no formal religion..  After an immersion in Christianity, His example seemed to suit me best.

 

Russy Sumariwalla- Zoroastrian

         Russy Sumariwalla

About Zoroastrianism & The Parsi Community

Zoroastrianism [Z] is considered by most scholars as one of the oldest continually practiced  religions – if not the oldest – in the world. It was born in the ancient Persian Empire [now reduced to Iran]; its date is controversial but most place it between 3000 and 2500BC. After the birth of Islam and its conquest of Persia around 700-750 AD, a small group of devout Z escaped from Iran and sought political asylum on the west coast of India and settled near Bombay [now Mumbai]. Since these immigrants came from Persia  [known in India at the time as Paras] they were called Parsi. Thus Russy is a member of the Parsi community in India. Over the millennia the Parsi community multiplied and prospered. They brought their Z religion with them to India. However, today their numbers have dwindled to around 50,000-70,000 in India.

According to the Z orthodoxy one has to be born in the religion – at least the father must be a Parsi. There is no conversion and no proselytism allowed in India by the Parsi community. Beginning in early 20thcentury many Parsis migrated to Europe, Canada and the U.S. and again brought their Z religion with them in the form of “Fire Temples” [place of worship]. Today these temples exist in some of the large cities around the world such as London, Chicago, Houston, and in San Jose, CA. The Foundation of the Z religion rests on three principles: Hoomakt, Hookhakt, Harvarst translated as:

Good Words, Good Thoughts, Good Deeds, as preached by the prophet Zarathushtra or Zoroaster. Not unlike with other religions, the Parsi diaspora here celebrate their own holiday festivities like their New Year [Navroz], with religious prayers, special meals, parties, etc. A majority of the Parsi community in the U.S. is engaged in the professions: Physicians, Lawyers, Engineers, Scientists, Teachers and Professors, Writers and Researchers. Of course, in the U.S. there is no restrictions on marrying outside of the Parsi community – Russy is married to Anita [from Switzerland] who is a Christian.

RC Vasavada- Hindu

          RC Vasavada

I was born in a small town in the state of Rajasthan in Northwestern India and came to the United States when I was 21. I am a practicing Hindu but not at all strict or ritualistic.  I don’t go to temple and I practice in my own way. I pray for a minute or two each day. Hindus believe in honesty, refraining from injuring living beings, patience, forbearance, self-restraint, virtue and compassion, among others.

While there are many deities, we believe that they are just aspects or manifestations of a single ultimate god. When I pray, I have chosen to pray to the deity Shankar (Shiva). It helps me to visualize my creator. Hindus are very flexible and acknowledge other religions. I often go to church with Tina on Christmas and we celebrate Christmas together as a family.

One of the most important Hindu holidays, Diwali, just passed. This year it was celebrated on November 14 – the third day of Diwali, the 5-day Festival of Lights. It is in essence our new year celebration, signifying the victory of light over darkness, knowledge over ignorance, good over evil and hope over despair. As a child, I remember celebrating this holiday with my parents and family.  We were a family of six brothers and three sisters. I’m the oldest son. Our house would be illuminated with little oil lamps in front and inside.  My mother would have made all sorts of sweets. After special prayers in the morning to various deities including Lakshmi, the goddess of wealth, we would have a festive breakfast with lots of sweets. Later we would visit and exchange greetings with friends. At night we’d enjoy some fireworks. Those few days were a very special and a joyous occasion for the whole family.

 

 

 

Gus Moutos- Greek Orthodox

        Gus Moutos

Greek Orthodox Christmas

I was born and raised in a small village called Rentina in the rugged mountains of central Greece.  Like most Greeks, I was raised in the Orthodox Church.  We celebrated Christmas on December 25th with many of the common western activities and family gatherings.  Some Orthodox, especially the Russians, continue to celebrate Christmas on January 6 based on the Julian calendar.  Whichever day is celebrated, the season begins with a six-week fasting period lasting until Christmas, which my Mother strictly enforced.  We attended church regularly including Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.  I liked to participate as a chanter in church, especially on holidays because parishioners would provide extra food to the chanters.  This was important because I, my mother, and my three brothers were always hungry during the war, and extra food was welcome especially during the winter.

In the village, there was less emphasis on gift giving on Christmas, and Santa Claus was replaced by Saint Basil, a bishop of ancient Cappadocia who would bring presents to children between December 25 and January 1.  On New Year’s Day (St Basil’s Day) my friends and I would visit many homes singing holiday carols, and we were rewarded with small amounts of money or candies.  New Year’s Day was a day of celebration with more family gatherings where gifts were exchanged particularly for the children.

The Christmas celebration period culminates on Epiphany, January 6.  Almost everyone in the village would gather at a wide spot in the river near our local Monastery to participate in the Blessing of the Waters which commemorates Jesus’ baptism.  The priest would bless the waters of the world then throw a gold cross into the river.  Swimmers dove in hoping to find the cross and bring it safely to shore.  The one who found the cross was said to have good luck the entire year.

 

Steve Harris- Buddhist

         Steve Harris

What attracts me to Buddhism is the clear path to become “awake” to kindness, compassion and our connection to the life around us. To free myself from cultural and psychological bondage. I have come to realize that my young adult years were caught up in my own drama: anger, judgment, fear, resentments, protecting my fragile ego; satisfying my own narcissistic desires. Buddhism is a way to see life differently.

Siddhartha, the Indian prince, left his comfortable way of life to search for what was true and what were merely the illusions that our mind creates.  He discovered what came to be called “The Four Noble Truths”; that life for all of us has pain and suffering, and we all search for happiness. He created a way out of the pain and suffering that came to be called “The Eight Fold Path”. The dharma or teachings of Siddhartha and other enlightened beings are focused on this path.

The path includes: vision, intent, speech, action, labor, effort, mindfulness, and meditation. For me mindfulness and mediation are the most helpful. Mindfulness is simply the practice of bringing ourselves fully into the present and continuing to bring us back whenever we have drifted away. So we have two things in play here; one is our awareness of being in the present moment, and the other is aware when we are leaving. For me mindfulness during the day is looking at what I’m thinking about: is this a kind caring thought about myself or others or is this a angry, fearful, upset, hurt ego thought?”

Practicing meditation can bring about a synchronization of our mind and body that can bring about a peaceful, steady wakefulness to our mind’s agitated confused states. There are a variety of ways to meditate; calm abiding, resting, and sitting meditation. During meditation all kinds of thoughts will arise; instead of jumping up and taking care of what comes up I say to myself, “I’m looking at this thought and I now go back to breathing in and out”. So all thoughts are treated equally. I approach meditation as a chance to look at my mind. Most of us hardly ever “look” at what we’re thinking about. It’s a chance to discover ourselves. Mediation can be done on a walk or before we get up in the morning. There is no one right way to do it.

Another powerful concept is dependent origination; every thing comes from something else. All life originated from life. We are originally part of the universe.  For me this also means that our thoughts become what we say and do. And what we say and do is who we are.

Orisja Sarles- Russian Orthodox

            Orisja Sarles

 

Right now, I don’t practice any religion, but when I was growing up in Berlin, my family was Russian Orthodox.  My father was originally from the Ukraine.  I think that what I most remember as a child was going to church with my father and the rest of the family and all of the kids had to stand up during the two hour service.  Only old people were allowed to sit. That was not wonderful. I do remember how beautiful the singing was.  But I don’t think, even then, I was a particularly religious person.  So I left the church even before I left Berlin to come to the United States at the age of 17.  I think it is wonderful to be in a country where one can worship as one wishes.  And I really respect the many forms of worship we have here at the Manor and in the United States.

 

Daphne Fautin- Jewish

           Daphne Fautin

Hanukkah is a funny holiday in that it has become so much more important here in the United States. In reality, it is a minor holiday which celebrated the rededication of the temple of Jerusalem.  However, here in the US, it gives Jews an alternative to Christmas so that Jewish-American children and their families have something to get excited about during the December holiday season.  Oddly enough, I was in Israel about ten years ago, and found that Hanukkah had also grown in popularity there as well.  Passover, which happens around Easter-time, is a much more important holiday and much more important to me.  Oil is important at Hanukkah because the oil, that was supposed to burn for only one day, burned for eight – thus the miracle that Hanukkah celebrates. We eat latkes – potato pancakes – fried in A LOT of oil. I was disappointed in Israel to eat the fried dough balls (sufganiyot – supposedly jelly doughnuts) and found them tasteless; here we eat doughnut holes, which are much better!