Hello from Florida again. Earlier this month, I flew from Palm Beach to Vermont for two weeks.
Burlington Airport
Luckily all flights to and from were routine and on time, so I'll not be sharing any airline horror stories. Carla, one of my best 'buds' from Waterbury, picked me up on December 4 and returned me to the Burlington airport in the wee hours of the morning on December 17. That left 12 days for me to jam pack as much visiting and playing as I could.
The first morning Carla and I shared a breakfast bagel at KC's Restaurant on Stowe Street in Waterbury, while unbeknownst to us, Skip Flanders (another best 'bud') and friends were unloading Christmas trees off a large trailer at the Wesley UMC only a block away. This tree sale is an annual large fundraiser for the local Food Shelf. Later that day, I attended a lasagna supper, which was held at St. Leo's hall by Juniper's Fare (local charitable restaurant supported by Moretown non-denominational church). The proceeds of this meal were given to the Wesley UMC to help complete their rebuilding efforts after the 2011 Hurricane Irene floods. A wonderful example of the circle of love in this great Vermont community...
The following week continued to be filled with entertainment and action (and of course, food). I was fortunate to catch: 1) the first
and second wins of the season for the University of Vermont's (UVM) women's basketball team, as well as a men's team win; 2) a Bella Voce women's chorus holiday concert; 3) a holiday party at the Pines (senior apartment community to which I plan to return in June); 4) the Children's Christmas Pageant at Faith UMC in South Burlington; 5) several high school ice hockey and basketball games, and 6) a knock-down drag-out evening game of Mexican dominoes at friend Jan's house in Waterbury with Skip and wife Cathy.
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Sarsaparilla High?!
This latter contest followed a mean plate of tacos, ginger beer, and sarsaparilla (two nonalcoholic Australian beverages). In spite of the good table fare, Cathy and I were whipped pretty soundly by both Jan and Skip though they play an odd version of Mexican dominoes called "Chicken Feet". Sounds more like what Skip's feet looked like after the flood cleanup!
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On Friday, friend Andy Holt (played hooky from work? :-) )and I had a fantastic afternoon of skiing at Smugglers' Notch. This proceeded a large midweek storm which dumped 8-10 inches of snow on most of the New England ski areas. We topped off the day with a pizza and cold drinks at Papa McKee's in Richmond. It doesn't get much better than that ... especially at 65!
The last few days before my return to Florida were filled primarily with dentist and doctors' appointments. All went well. The dentist re-attached a loose crown (with crazy-glue I think!), and my Dartmouth doctor suggested perhaps I should keep on motorhoming since my bloodwork results came back better than normal. Only my local Waterbury doctor
provided any levity, however, which is what I always seek. When I told her that my one foot felt sore or tender on occasion, especially after walking or hiking some distance, she said it was probably just normal 'wear and tear'. When I asked her if that was the same thing as "old age", she winked at me (or was I dreaming that?) and repeated "just wear and tear".
Back to Florida for Christmas and New Years!
I'll catch up with you in late January. Stay Warm.
Love,
Tim
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The first morning Carla and I shared a breakfast bagel at KC's Restaurant on Stowe Street in Waterbury, while unbeknownst to us, Skip Flanders (another best 'bud') and friends were unloading Christmas trees off a large trailer at the Wesley UMC only a block away. This tree sale is an annual large fundraiser for the local Food Shelf. Later that day, I attended a lasagna supper, which was held at St. Leo's hall by Juniper's Fare (local charitable restaurant supported by Moretown non-denominational church). The proceeds of this meal were given to the Wesley UMC to help complete their rebuilding efforts after the 2011 Hurricane Irene floods. A wonderful example of the circle of love in this great Vermont community...
The following week continued to be filled with entertainment and action (and of course, food). I was fortunate to catch: 1) the first
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The last few days before my return to Florida were filled primarily with dentist and doctors' appointments. All went well. The dentist re-attached a loose crown (with crazy-glue I think!), and my Dartmouth doctor suggested perhaps I should keep on motorhoming since my bloodwork results came back better than normal. Only my local Waterbury doctor
provided any levity, however, which is what I always seek. When I told her that my one foot felt sore or tender on occasion, especially after walking or hiking some distance, she said it was probably just normal 'wear and tear'. When I asked her if that was the same thing as "old age", she winked at me (or was I dreaming that?) and repeated "just wear and tear".
Back to Florida for Christmas and New Years!
I'll catch up with you in late January. Stay Warm.
Love,
Tim
