Since I posted last...oh, that's right, it HAS been over a month. A few things happened since June 10: Our friend and investment guy, Howie Powder was killed in a
motorcycle v. truck accident (motorcycles never seem to win these encounters). Howie was a one-of-a-kind, and the genuine article. How many other guys would unicycle in a 12 hour enduro bike race? We miss him.
Our 1st Grandchild, Else Adele Siedler was born on June 19th 2009, to the indomitable Dederick and Andrea, who, among other things are attempting to restore a 1920s "Craftsman" style home (out-of-pocket, I might add), raise a child, a dog and cat, all the while assuming an apparent state of relative beatitude. And it seems to work.
Whilst in visitation mode, Genie and I doubled-down against the possibility of coming under the all-seeing eye of Obama's Death Panel, and purchased a small condo in Eugene, Oregon. Oregon being the closest ideological surrogate to Canada, and with American $$ too. Too late did we realize that Oregon has such a liberal assisted suicide law. Nuts.
Pinot Noir tastes great even in 100-degree temps, as long as your in McMinnville, OR, and have good friends helping you taste the vino and the food. That's what Joe and Aurora Boyle did with Genie and I at the end of our sojourn, at the International Pinot Noir Celebration in McMinnville. Too good, too memorable, gotta do it again, perhaps next year...
Then it was the return of Artie (my Dad), and it was fishing, fishing and more fishing. My dad may have lost a step, but he has never lost the "Art of the luck and the luck of the Art." Good beer and whiskey, very good cigars and a wonderful time rounded out the days since I last posted. Tomorrow, the children come back to school...
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