Wed, Nov 11. – Veteran’s Day. Nothing planned for today. Mary Lou will pick me up noonish to drive me to McMinnville. Being reflective and thankful for all those men & women who put their lives on the line so that we may enjoy the freedoms we DO have left.
It’s supposed to rain all day between here & there. I’m glad I brought my umbrella.
Mary Lou picked me up at noon, and we had a wonderful lunch in an old Victorian house that was converted to a restaurant. We drove out to Dayton, OR, where we were met by Paul, Joan’s husband. We got the the Paddock homestead. Both of Joan’s children, John Martin and Helen, have grown so much since I was here last, I hardly recognized them.
We went to dinner at a great Italian joint, owned by a little old Italian guy who used to cook in Las Vegas for the Rat Pack.
Tomorrow, I have a seminar and a rehearsal. Should be really easy.
Wow, I bet that little old Italian guy could tell some very interesting stories about cooking for the Rat Pack! Did you hear any of them?
ReplyDeleteNo, Cam. He was too busy cooking. But it DID cross my mind!!
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