Beneath the Wraps

            During my entire lifetme, I don't recall having been invited into someone's circle to hang out because they really wanted me to.   Oh, there was the time when Crystal and Jennifer had invited me to hang out after elementary school - and seemed genuine about their request.   I couldn't imagine why they would invite me. But it was just the one time.   It never went anywhere.        For the first time that I can recall, I am now a part of a intimate circle of four.   They have requested my presence.   They would invite me even before they got to know Jenna - whom everybody loves.   They admire her.   She's fun and somehow I seemed to have made that reputation for myself   - that I, too, am fun to hang with.        Perhaps it's the state.   I was raised in Utah - small town that somehow grew bigger with every...

          The Grand Old Victorian Theatre was open when we moved to Oregon, but the plays were $40.   That included dinner, but still . . . That would have been $120. for the three of us.   Not in our budget.        The theatre closed and remained on the market for nearly two years.   I remember looking at the property when Roland was looking into opening an adult daycare.   It was a perfect location. But we could not afford to take out a loan.   We needed investors.   In order to get the type of loan and investor interest, we needed/need support from the community.  So many have told us what a good idea it is, and that it is needed - but we need written testimony and not just verbal agreements.         We had sent out a survey but did not get any feedback.   I had told Roland that the survey was too lengthy.   He had looke...

from last year               Friends of Myrtle Creek Library did not have a booth this year.   Jenna was bummed as she desired to lure others to the booth as she had last year.             While at my swim class, one of the women stated that she would be manning the booth for the Riddle Library.   How awesome.   When I returned home, I let Jenna know about it.             Turns out that it wasn't a booth for the library after all, but rather the sawdust jubilee which is held the Saturday before July 4.   They had actually held it on the 4th every year until this year. It just wasn't conducive for many volunteers to put in the hours and try to work the next day.   There is a disappointment among many, but I for one understand the dilemma.       ...

May 24 - Friday             Well, I'm nearing the last day now.   And I've only barely touched upon each area.   Perhaps after my film develops and I'm working on my scrapbook, I'll be able to detailize [okay, I know it's not an actual word and probably knew that at the time but that is the actual word I had used - sorry folks] it a little more.             Mom and I did find the game room.   We played gin and cribbage [I for the life of me don't remember playing cribbage as that was something she had done with Patrick.] I won gin, she on cribbage.             We packed.   We scowled.   It was our last day.   We went to the talent show.   It was somewhat of a disappointment - not that the participants weren't talented.   They were.   But there were only four ...

          Once a week a devotional was offered at the main building on campus when I attended Ricks College in Rexburg, Idaho.   During the week, the devotional was offered for purchase at the bookstore.   It was also broadcast on the local campus radio for those who did not desire to attend the conference but wanted to listen. Some of these I had recorded myself as I would be engaged in other activities - like doing dishes - and wasn't giving my full attention.             Such was the case of the last devotional offered in May 1982 (I believe).   The speaker was Paul H. Dunn.   As it was the last week and the tape might not even be recorded for purchase, nor would I be in Idaho to make the purchase.   It was such an awesome devotional.   I think the broadcast said to destroy any recordings of the session - but I'm not sure - that part didn't get record...

written on May 27, 1996 This font refers to what was written in 1996        and this font is my own commentary in the present. May 23 - Thursday                 Wake up sometime between 4:30 and 5:00.   Made my way out of bed to go to the bathroom.   When I got back I decided I really wasn't through.   And then I felt nauseated.   So after I throw up a few times, I put on my pants and sweatshirt and went for a walk.   When I found a clock, it said 4:50.   So I don't know if I was really up before 4:30 or not.   Maybe.             Anyway, we weren't getting into Ketchikan until noon.   I planned on sleeping until then.   Only after I finally got up, I decided I should probably eat.           ...