Wednesday, July 31, 2019

Busy Work

 The last few days have seen a flurry of banking transactions, party preparations and reservations for the resident feline at his vet's spa for vacationing cats. 

My sixtieth .birthday promises to be a relatively quiet affair as two friends and I visit our local history center and museum and dine al fresco facing the river at the Columbia Cafe on Sunday. 

A centennial celebration for my aunt who lives in another city follows in two weeks and will be a gala at her local arts center with cocktails followed by a multi-course dinner and dessert. 

I'll confess that the idea of going out of town, staying in a hotel for two nights and getting something to wear thrills me not at all. However, I am privileged to be alive and invited to a once-in-a-lifetime event, so all will be booked and done. Uncle will stop to pick me up along the way.

 I'll be looking for something to wear, another always
 anxiety-filled endeavor for me.

In the interim, it is starting to rain...

Cheers!




Thursday, July 25, 2019

A Wet Day And Home Movies...

My grandfather loved documenting moments in his family life and was proud of his job as a federal employee which allowed us to live and work overseas. The opportunities this afforded were many and varied. I was reminded of this as I watched a DVD of a small number of the previously reel to reel movies. Created by my uncle and given me as part of a package of memorabilia that arrived yesterday, these were completely new to me. The segments start from about 1946 when my mother was eight and her siblings two and four.

Apart from seeing my mother and her siblings, first as very small children, and through years into their teens, I am in the final segment as a young baby being fed, laughing and playing with my grandmother while my mother remains in the background. The final scene features my young mother holding my arms and standing me up at the edge of the shore at what my uncle says is the bottom of Fort San Lorenzo, Panama, which overlooks the Chagres river, a body of water discovered by Columbus in 1502.

 A sixteenth century fort and village with a lengthy and interesting history, Fort San Lorenzo was used as a transport point for gold destined for Spain from Peru until Henry Morgan, a rather infamous pirate, launched the attack which left the fort and surrounding area in ruin. Once abandoned, the fort was subsequently used for a time as a prison. It is now a UNESCO World Heritage site.

 You can read more about this online, if you happen to be a history buff. I was fortunate to have grown up surrounded by all sorts of history which as an older child sparked an interest still with me today.

Seeing this as an almost sixty-year-old reminds me not only of times and people gone by, but how much life truly offers us above hardship, politics or problems if we simply take the time to notice.

Cheers!