Saturday 27

Saturday 27- I did my stretches.
Today’s Weather was: Temps of around 42 and 55 degrees, SW winds at 6 to 16 MPH, humidity around 57 percent, Cumulonimbus clouds bringing rain here and there with a bit of lightning.
According to the National Weather Service: “Sunday: Mostly sunny, with a high near 60. Breezy, with a northwest wind between 15 and 22 mph, with gusts as high as 30 mph. Sunday Night: Mostly clear, with a low around 43. West northwest wind between 8 and 11 mph.”
Brian and Naomi came to visit me with their two cute daughters Courtney and Kala, a nice man called Prax. We stood around yapping about world events while the two girls built a rock wall around the water bucket I have out front for the critters; very cute!
I cooked up some turkey dressing out of the box, added raisins and a bunch of walnuts. This is what I brought down to Bob Seeley’s Memorial Potluck. Folks were already arriving when I got there and I set up a slide show on my Toshiba laptop of pictures I had taken of Seeley over the years. Marcie had taken the digital pictures I gave her down to WalMart and had them made into pictures she framed and presented nicely on the front table. I guess there were around fifty folks who showed up for the memorial. I met longtime area residents Bob and Yvonne Francis. Their folks had a cabin on Coyote Valley road since 1956. They helped get tables and chairs for our center when it was first starting up. All the regular folks who attend our potlucks were there: Marcy Hines, Marie Morrison, Dyane Carrol, Dorothy Jacobsen, Chris Jonas, Rose Matich, Ruth Tuttle, Karen and Dana Van Noort and the rest. There were a lot of newcomers that I didn’t know and a few that come every now and then to our potlucks. Bob Seeley’s son Rick, Daughter in-law, Grand Daughter, and great Grand Daughter were also there. Folks got up on stage with the microphone and told stories about Mr. Seeley and how he was instrumental in getting funds to build our Community Center and made it his life’s work to keep it going and funded. I had something I wanted to say but I’m not very good at speaking in front of a lot of people and I chickened out. When all were done speaking we held a silent prayer for Bob and then got down to eating. There were a lot of fine foods cooked up and there was plenty for everyone, but there was one important item was missing: Bob Seeley’s fruit platter!
When I got back home I had a few messages on my answering machine and spent the next couple of hours returning calls.
I did my stretches; practiced my guitar; wrote to my journal, posted it to the web, and called it a night.