Kay and Diana in Days Creek and at South Umpqua Falls
The reunion was a food fest of massive proportions! Country folk sure can cook! Kay and I brought chips and commercial dip. Being out-of-towners, we figured we could get by with the largely symbolic contribution.
Surprisingly, an old 8th grade classmate found me. She and I were cheerleaders together. She dragged some guy up to meet me as well, but although I recognized his name, he didn't know me and I didn't know him. Our class was about 8-10 strong. You'd have thought I would have made a bigger impression!
Someone pointed out Charlie, one of the Porter children. I spoke to him briefly. He said Rosemary and Christie live around the Portland area. He said he'd say hi. He is slender and fit. I think I heard someone say he flew cargo planes to Afghanistan. Later, when Kay and I stopped by the Tiller store, the new owner said Mrs. Porter is still alive and going strong.
We stopped by to see Aunt Martha on our way down and told her what we were up to (her hearing aid really helps with communications ... we did not have to write this time). Anyway, we got a couple of postcards in Canyonville, wrote her short notes, and mailed them from the Tiller post office. What fun!
Tom Michaels hosted Kay's class at his ranch after we ate ourselves sick at the reunion. He and some of the others were talking timber prices etc. The consensus seemed to be that logging and mill work is picking up.
We left the Michael's ranch and drove to South Umpqua Falls. It is the site of a Native American Pow Wow, and there were large crowds at the falls. I think the actual festivities start next weekend. It was delightful seeing how many kids were having the kind of fun we had swimming there. It is still beautiful.
Surprisingly, an old 8th grade classmate found me. She and I were cheerleaders together. She dragged some guy up to meet me as well, but although I recognized his name, he didn't know me and I didn't know him. Our class was about 8-10 strong. You'd have thought I would have made a bigger impression!
Someone pointed out Charlie, one of the Porter children. I spoke to him briefly. He said Rosemary and Christie live around the Portland area. He said he'd say hi. He is slender and fit. I think I heard someone say he flew cargo planes to Afghanistan. Later, when Kay and I stopped by the Tiller store, the new owner said Mrs. Porter is still alive and going strong.
We stopped by to see Aunt Martha on our way down and told her what we were up to (her hearing aid really helps with communications ... we did not have to write this time). Anyway, we got a couple of postcards in Canyonville, wrote her short notes, and mailed them from the Tiller post office. What fun!
Tom Michaels hosted Kay's class at his ranch after we ate ourselves sick at the reunion. He and some of the others were talking timber prices etc. The consensus seemed to be that logging and mill work is picking up.
We left the Michael's ranch and drove to South Umpqua Falls. It is the site of a Native American Pow Wow, and there were large crowds at the falls. I think the actual festivities start next weekend. It was delightful seeing how many kids were having the kind of fun we had swimming there. It is still beautiful.
Days Creek High School from across the road.
The sign at the High School announcing the reunion. The reunion covers all years. There was a large turn out. I'm guessing there were 200 folks, give or take.
Kay, carefully descending a trail to the river.
Bare feet in the water, just like the olden days. It was not cold at all.
Kay, overlooking South Umpqua Falls.
Me, at the same overlook point.
The falls.
Closer to the falls.
Upstream from the falls. The deep pool is on the far right, the gradual slope down is to the left.
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