An ordinary start to the day.
At 1pm we went down to the Alumni House to celebrate the life of our friend Christie L.
When our kids were very small, she used to watch them while I was teaching and we have been friends ever since. That was over 40 years ago. She lived here in Brockport and I would frequently run into her at Summer Serenades (last summer she was doing an African dance while holding onto her sweet dog)
and along the canal path when I was riding my trike.
She and that sweet pup walked many miles each day.
It was so good to see her children...we are still connected, even tho they no longer live in Brockport. Such memories.
Her daughter Annie (now a pediatrician in Brooklyn) came up with some very sweet touches.
She had copies of Christie's hand written recipes available and I took every single one... and of course there were many pictures and statements like the one below. So Annie.
When these kids were little, they sure spent a lot of time together.
Annie, Adam, our Jennifer and Emily. I'm sorry Stephanie could not be here with them as it was quite a reunion.
Rest in peace Christie.
We will watch out for your kids and grandkids.
Around 3 Gary drove Jenny home and I decided to go over to Hartwell for the last hour of drumming and a dose of community.
Do you think the snow is piled high enough?
Back to the farm in time to change my clothes and do chores.
No big dinner tonight.
28 degrees with a cold 7 days ahead.