1. Terry had a ten o'clock tee time. Nancy had 9 o'clock Tai Chi. I wanted to arrive in Eugene before noon. So the three of us were up and at 'em this morning. After a jolt of morning coffee, Terry fixed oatmeal. It made for a solid breakfast. At Stu's request, Nancy photographed Terry and me. Scroll down a ways and you can see one of the results. By shortly after 9:00, we all cleared out of the house.
2. I had an uneventful drive to Eugene and after swinging by the house on Madison that Debbie and I lived in for nearly seventeen years, I rocketed up to Judy/Sparky Roberts' house and over tea and lunch we started yakking in earnest about all that Sparky has endured over the last several months. Her partner in love and theater and intellectual companionship, Joe Cronin, died in May. Sparky spearheaded a theatrical memorial and celebration of his life that happened in late July. Soon after, Sparky/Judy had a painful and serious heart attack.
We talked about grief. Recovery. Old times. The USA. Medical matters. And more. We talked for about four hours and I didn't want to stop, but I had to get settled in the studio apartment where I'm staying and get ready for my six o'clock jolt of stimulation.
3. I got settled into my elegant Airbnb. I then blasted down to chez Troxstar and had a delicious fried rice in the wok dinner and more wide ranging conversation with Randy and Marla about kids, aging parents, music, and any number of other topics.
Our discussions were made all the more enjoyable thanks to the Troxstar playing Donnie Iris Radio on Pandora.
Here's a picture of Terry and me.
We've had coffee.
We've had oatmeal.
We haven't quite changed into our travel or golf clothes yet.
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