5/06/2009

Adam and Rebecca




May 3, 2009 3:45 p.m. North Dartmouth, Massachusetts

4/11/2009

Little Snake River Valley

Baggs, Wyoming lies just three miles into the southern part of Wyoming; Craig (45 miles south) is the closest hospital, shopping district, car dealership, etc. The town boasts all of 379 residents, which is more than nearby Dixon (population 25) or Savery (not stated, but probably about 8).

For the last ten weeks, I have driven to Baggs to teach a memoir class with 10-15 marvelous students, all women. We have had a blast, and I'm sorry the class is ending.

Architectural photos from these small communities.

This building was once used as a theatre in Baggs. Notice the ring of sockets around the door on the left side of the structure.


Baggs bank building was once the Bank Bar where a memoir student noted that a family member had "fallen off a stool and died."


City Hall in Dixon, Wyoming.

4/10/2009

Poem-A-Day

I look forward to this every year.




Or try this:
A Poem a Day

3/28/2009

Cape Cod for Carol and Terry

Finally the bulk of the plans for Adam’s wedding on May 3rd have fallen into place.

We will leave Hayden (Yampa Valley Regional Airport) on Saturday April 25th, arrive in Boston, spend Saturday night there, and then drive to Cape Cod on Sunday the 26th, with the whole day to make that drive.

We will stay on Cape Cod (a small bed and breakfast near Hyannis) until Thursday (possibly Friday—depending on how much fun we have). Museums, beaches, whale watching are the things I want to do most—lots of beach walking.

Then, up to or near Somerset, where the lovely bride lives, for pre-wedding events on Friday, Saturday and finally, the wedding on Sunday afternoon.

We’ll fly back to Hayden on Monday, May 4th, arriving at 10:30 p.m.

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Preparing for this event has been an adventure. I hate to fly (if God wanted me to fly, God would have given me wings), so I had a hard time getting to the Internet to look for tickets. Finally, after setting a Sunday night deadline (and missing it), I called a travel agent. She took care of everything in a day with a good price (including airfare, hotel, car rental).

Next was the bed and breakfast. I sent a dozen requests for information and finally found a nice one in Hyannis, across the street from a white sand beach for $50/night (off season rates). GoogleEarth was helpful.

I’m done. I’ll figure out where to stay in Somerset and what to do on Cape Cod once we get there. I just can’t think about any more vacation things till I’m on the plane; there is too much to do here (it’s Poetry Month).

I am excited about going east, really excited. I have books to read on the plane (my favorite/engrossing mystery writers Michael Connelly and Jonathan Kellerman) and a Fodor’s Guide to Cape Code.

Only one thing left: the dress I will wear as the mother-of-the-groom. Eeeck!

3/14/2009

The 1960s

I am the scrawny girl in the first row. Mrs. Lawton, the 4th grade teacher in this picture, is still in Craig, and I love her dearly.

I only vaguely remember being a Brownie in Craig. I'm the skinny sun right/center. This is third or fourth grade.

Sheepwagons

A row of sheepwagons on the Peroulis ranch just south of Baggs, Wyoming. I snapped this photo one week; by the time I drove by the next week, several wagons had been moved out of the row, and I assume, put to work.

3/13/2009

Stella and Phyllis

Stella Craig and Phyllis Bingham at Juniper Springs, Colorado. Stella owned the hot springs for 30+ years and ran a successful and profitable set of businesses. She had the hot springs and pool, a cafe, gas station, and gift store. Phyllis is the mother of my friend Suz who shares my birth date. We all went out to check on the hot springs last spring.

The large outdoor pool is on the right of the picture. The smaller pool is just behind Stella (on the left) and the three small hot pools are inside the concrete building. That building and the walls around the springs have been around since the beginning of commercial activity in the area, circa 1905.


This photo shows Juniper Hot Springs during its heyday along the banks of the Yampa River. The concrete/original building is on the right/center, connected to the large building in the center. There are a series of small cabins on the far right and the cafe/store/gas station on the left.