This is my Grandfather and Grandmotheron their wedding day.
My Dad's Parents
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.Well, we finally got a very nice, warm day, nice breeze. About the middle of the afternoon the temperature was 77. I don't know what it might have gotten to. Today I went out and slowly and gradually got all the trees and little plants Lois gave me planted in the yard. There are still some tulip bulbs to put in. I was surprised how damp this soil stays, so maybe the plants will be able to survive in that dampness. Can't say that I did much else. A little tidying up the house.
I guess we are going to the ranch about Wednesday. I've been dreading having to pack stuff up. I told Joe he has to help this time, that I can't do it all. Am thinking it will be best to do it by bits and pieces, taking just what is most necessary at first. And then see what's left there (I forget) and take whatever else might be needed in subsequent trips. Maybe pack a suitcase for a week until I see what I left there.
Have to make the calls get everything turned back on. Everything there was put "on vacation" but the billing will have to be changed back. I think for now I'm just going to leave the utilities in Pinedale the way they are. Might be back ... anyway will sooner or later. Have to tell the PO too. Might not be giving them enough time, we will see. I'm not familiar enough with how that works. I'll have to do a big grocery shopping too and take that out. There isn't any food except spices there.
On today’s date in 1980, at 8:32 a.m. Pacific Time to be exact, Mount St. Helens erupted, its north face collapsing in a massive rock avalanche. Pressurized gasses from the volcano flattened 150 miles of forest, and killed every living thing within a ten-mile radius -- including 57 unfortunate people caught in the devastating blast. A mushroom-shaped column of ash rose thousands of feet skyward, and day was turned to night as grey ash fell over eastern Washington state. The energy released by the eruption was estimated at 10 megatons, thousands of times stronger than the atomic bomb dropped at Hiroshima. It was an awe-inspiring spectacle.
My friend Nancy M. who lives in Washington, sent me two bottles of different sized ash and I still have them. I was at the ranch then and ash fell from the sky for several days.
Always remember that you're unique. Just like everyone else.



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