And Then Back Home Again . . .

We arrived home Friday night after a 13-hour, 802.6 miles, door-to-door, drive from Nashville, Indiana, to Lake Darling.  We pooped out Saturday until that evening . . .

[Apparently at some point while we were roaming the universe, this took place at Sixth Avenue Wine & Ale. One of the participants, who shall remain nameless, called it a “great” or “unforgettable” evening (I can’t remember which and I really don’t feel like looking it up).  Photos on loan from somebody’s FB page.]

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May 21

[A perfect Chamber of Commerce day as Danny enjoys the 72 degree sunshine.]

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[We received an e-mail from the Boy Tenor some time around 6:30 with a “missing u at” missive.  The Salty Dogs were playing at SAWA.  It wasn’t on the calendar?  But we made it just in the nick of time.  Early on, the boys were abetted in their musical stylings by Father Steve of the Catholic church.]

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[We came home to a full moon over beautiful Lake Darling.]

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May 22

[The Camp Ballentine Owens returned to the shores of beautiful Lake Darling at a time when we were absent from the shores of beautiful Lake Darling.  To her everlasting credit, Mary came to the symphony all by herself, as in alone.  “Crazy Dave” stayed home to watch some baseball team named the Indians on TV. Knowing this was a very weak excuse, he further posited that classical music exacerbates his GI tract distress.  This made absolutely no sense to me . . . but then, why should it?  Oh, and the symphony was wonderful – these folks play their instruments with the same pizzazz and elan with which I butter my artisan bread toast!]

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[Next year’s schedule – be there – it’ll be fun – aloha!]

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[Immediately after the symphony, we bolted (as only we can bolt) to the winery to catch, once again, the Salty Dogs. Since fiddler Greg is the president of and a violin player in the symphony, he could not be two places at once.  It’s hard to get the whole group together at one time, but Annie wowed on the accordion again!  🙂     ]

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[Yes, at no time did Erik or Tom ever smile, taking their work very seriously!]

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[This number will become significant later this summer . . . ]

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[Finally, the winery was celebrating their makeover of the tasting room.  The performance stage will now be in the corner where the deli currently is – I believe the deli will be removed and that wall extended.  Seating capacity will increase from 65 to 95.  Looks good, eh?]

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On coming home:  A girl called me once and said come over, nobody is home.  I went there and she was right, nobody was home.  ~  Hussein Nishah

Up Next:  Busy week . . . Memorial Day weekend, lots o’ music!

About tomobert63

The Journey Begins Thanks for joining me! This is the follow-up to the original, “alexandriacardinals.wordpress.com,” which overwhelmed the system’s ability to handle it any more. Thus, this is “Part 2.” As the original was initially described: 10-26-07-4 “It all began in a 5,000 watt radio station in Fresno, California” . . . wait a minute, that was Ted Baxter on the Mary Tyler Moore Show! Let’s see . . . oh yeah, it all began in 2003 when retirees, i.e., old people, in Alexandria, Minnesota, who had no desire to become snow birds, went looking for mid-winter entertainment here in the frozen tundra of West Central Minnesota. We discovered girls’ high school hockey, fell in love immediately, and it remains our favorite spectator sport to this day. Initially, and for several years, reports on these games were e-mailed to those who were actually snowbirds but wanted to keep abreast of things “back home.” It was ultimately decided a blog would be more efficient, and it evolved into a personal diary of many things that attracts tens of readers on occasion. It remains a source of personal mental therapy and has yet to elicit any lawsuits. ~ The Editor, May 9, 2014 p.s. The photo border around the blog is the Cardinal girls’ hockey team after just beating Breck for the state championship in 2008. It’s of the all-tournament team. The visible Breck player on the left is Milica McMillen, then an 8th-grader – she is now an All-American for the Gophers. The Roseau player in the stocking cap I believe is Mary Loken, who went on to play for UND; and the Cardinal player on the right, No. 3, is Abby Williams, the player we blame most for making us girls’ hockey fans who went on to play for Bemidji State. *********************************************************************************** Photos contained herein are available for personal use. All you have to do is double click on any of the photos and they will become full screen size. You can then save them into your personal “My Pictures” file. They make lovely parting or hostess gifts, or holiday gifts for such as Uncle Ernie who wants to see how his grand niece is doing on the hockey team. If any are sold for personal profit, however, to, for example, the Audubon Society, National Geographic, Sven’s Home Workshop Monthly, Curling By The Numbers, or the World Wrestling Federation, I only request that you make a donation to the charitable organization of your choice. You have two hours and fifteen minutes. Pencils ready? Begin! **********************************************************************************
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