April 24, 2002
It is only 9:00 and already the sky os the waxy blue of a turquoise crayon. The air is soft, and still, and warm enough that I have all the windows and doors thrown wide and the soft drumming of a wood-pecking Flicker seems to have temporarily stilled my parrots. It is a lovely morning to share with family but mine are all off to school and I don't have a sub job for today so it is also a lovely morning to turn my thoughts to loved ones even farther away.
Looking forward to celebrating Mimi's 70th birthday makes it a truly Goode Celebration. We do seem to have little regard for the public's sense of "on time." (BTW, Her Birthday was really in May before school was out)
I have been having the idea that I'd like to put together a booklet for Mimi about the things people love and remember bout her. I've made up a fairly simple page that I'd like tp have filled out by as many family nd friends as I can. Please send it, and any photo copies that you might be willing to share. Also, I was just at a party where everyone found a button or a bead that reminded them of the person and strung them into a necklace, including why they chose it on a recipe card. Ideas like cat hoed buttons or mini-food baskets, or a Tasha Dog. What do you think?
Then I listed family names and a plan for a rotating gift exchange that could keep going until 2016. It worked for awhile, but then a Sister died, and a nephew as well,
|Mimi and Harvey at her 70th in June|
changes made us drop it.
|The handwriting says "the Quetzal, a long tailed, green and red bird is Guatemala's National bird because of its free untamable spirit. This Sketch, with the Spanish, "Paz" for "peace" is from a Guatemalan coin. The coin is also called a Quetzal.|
Greetings again to all of our family, both by birth and by choice,
The view from our window is full of holiday red and green. Our neighbor's holly bush, the green of new grass where we just reseeded to cover gopher holes and where the greyhounds love to dig, the flame red of our maple leaves. Never will we be quite used to December in Crescent City - yet this year we will spend Christmas under our brilliant blue skies. This year has been so dry that not one drop fell over Thanksgiving - or during one of the boys soccer games. I'm afraid our gills and toe webs may completely shrivel and vanish if this keeps up.
We are hoping that your year was a good one. Ours, as usual went along at breakneck speed and we were all lucky to remain healthy and happy. OK, so once I got so angry ay Greg that I tore the phone out of the wall and stomped on it. He had thrown away some of my "Treasures," but what is it about that man? Even when I hate him, I love him! So we're back in each others good graces once again much to the relief of the boys who, since they weren't around for our first ten years, don't realize how normal those adult temper tantrums used to be!
Back in January, 2002
We spent New Year's Day in Wyoming - and did the miller family portrait on Jan. 2nd, Brett and Shannon's gift to us all. Unfortunately Emerson was really sick, once we got home he tested positive for strep, and he had to interrupt the photographer more than once while he ran for the nearest toilet, or garbage can! (and he was as white as my white shirt in the pictures)
Austin started rehearsing for his two roles in Oliver, 7-9 PM, four days a week and on through February and half of March. Now the Craziness resumes as both Greg and Austin have new roles to play in The King and I for March 2003.
|Greg and I with the greyhounds, George and Grace|
On February 24th Austin's essay, "Why I ant to learn to fly." was one of five to win a flying lesson from the first man to break the sound barrier, Brigadier General Chuck Yeager. Austin flew the General for a bit when he was allowed to take over and will probably never forget that little piper plane with just the General and Himself. Then Emerson, who had just come along to watch was allowed to take his own flying lesson from a lady pilot who is one of our local people, and he also got to pilot the plane. Greg and I were both jealous of our babies. So, both of them are officially on the registry as "Young Eagles."
March and April
Instead of birthday parties, the boys both chose camping trips - so twice we went up to a lovely campground on the Chetco tiger up by Brookings, Oregon. It would be over-run with both smoke and firefighters by the end of summer but in March and April we had solitude for our campfires and our Easter Egg Hunt.
Austin also finished up his tun in Oliver and had a lot of fun, and so did the audiences. Austin is 9 and Emerson 8 now.
Emerson's class got to have me as a sub for over a week. It was great except Emerson almost never had to pull his card for his "real" teacher, so when, "Mrs. Mom" made him pull his card for sticking posy-it notes on his friends backs, "Kick Me" It wasn't long beer he was wearing a sign of his own, "Kick my Mom!" His class did get a roller Skating Field trip that was great.
Both Emer and Austin are in GATE, for gifted and talented kids, mostly due to math skill and great imaginations. NO! Not my Kids, or Greg's? So the GATE group also took a field trip to look for fossils in the sandstone cliffs, and they did a brain games carnival where they studied rocket science and had fun designing airplanes. Then the kids at Redwood school watched a coast guard crew from Coos Bay land their helicopter on the playground while the kids waved flags and then the crew stayed all day while the class checked out the helicopter.
On May we also went to San Jose and stayed in a fancy, sky scraping Hotel with the pool on he roof. We went to see Joseph and The Technicolor Dreamcoat and visited the Tech museum and an indian Pow Wow. Then on the way home we're sure we saw George Lucas at our Favorite bayside Restaurant in Tiburon. It was May 16, the day the Attack of the Clones was released to Theaters.
Was our most exciting month in the magic carpet ride that was 2002. On the first, Dixie and the boys drove up to Tommy's birthday party in Ashland, OR. Then on the 3rd, with only days to spare, after weeks of uncertainty, our passports arrived.
On June 4th, after a regular day of school, Emerson's class of second graders went on a 12.2 mile bike ride through dairy land and winding on through the sacred Indian land of YONTAKET. Here, close to the beach, the Indian village that once nestled among marsh grass and rolling hills, was slaughtered by the angry locals over a hundred years ago. Now only the deer and gulls live there, but there's a loveliness anyway. After the ride and a pizza party in Emerson's class we moved into the school lunchroom where Austin starred as Clark in the 3rd/4th grade class production of LEWIS and CLARK or, as Austin loved to proclaim, "that's Clark and Lewis."
Then on June 6th, even though school ran through the 14th, Dixie, Austin and Emerson drove up to Portland, Oregon and on June 7th the three of us flew to Houston, Texas where we waited 7 hours in the airport before meeting Grandma Priscilla and Uncle Lance just minutes before we had to get on the plane to Guatemala City.
|My Brother, Lance and I|
|Austin, setting out from Panajachel to Santiago|
( in reality, had we known of the events only 12 years before,
murder, people thrown from helicopter by soldiers as young as 14, a violent uprising that left 13 people dead and the military forever banned from Santiago and the mine strewn peach fields on the slopes of those volcanoes, I probably would not have taken the boys along.)
|Mom on left, Emerson and Lance seated on right, Austin seated with back to camera at center|
We flew back to Portland. Greg drove up and we all regrouped at April and Vince;s before driving to Wyoming for the Goode family reunion in honor of Grandma Mimi's birthday. We went to see Dracula at the Black Hills Playhouse and visited buffalo in Custer State Park.
|Greg's Brother Matt's daughter, Remi|
Then we went to Cody Wyoming for Grandma Priscilla's birthday and came to the end of that most lovely month. We won't soon forget June 2002.
We were mostly at home, but on the 23rd we drove up to Portland to see the PHANTOM OF THE OPERA and visit the zoo, where the polar bears performed their swimming and playing with enthusiastic energy.
July 26 and 27th, Greg and A and E participated in "relay for Life," but as they walked the track the smoke rolled in and turned the sun into a pale, red waxen disc in an orange sky. Ash blanketed the town from the biscuit fire which eventually reached almost 500,000 acres and dominated the entire month of August and left bare hills which would turn to mud slides and close the only road off the coast with the first rain. My pear tree thought that it was winter - so when the smoke cleared in September and the sun returned, the tree was soon covered in snowy blossoms and pale leaves of new green velvet.
days were filled with Greg's summer band camp, Austin's soccer practice (Emerson opted out) and long, Lazy days swimming in the Smith River. I wish I could send you each a day in the Redwoods, under the warm sun, floating in Jade Green water like liquid bottle glass.
We moved the boys to Pine Grove School so their Dad could teach them. They resisted leaving old friends and the familiar school and it added chaos to Greg's mornings but I think the move has gone OK and it freed me so I can Sub at any school, and more than tripled the number of days I worked from Sept. to December.
|Austin and Rocky in the apple tree|
Aunt Fran drove out from Wyoming on a whirlwind visit. One fun day of "Beaching" The boys then picked apples from our ancient tree and baked pies for the Boy Scouts, "Fella's Bake Auction" with a real auctioneer and no females allowed anywhere near the kitchen. The two pies earned $48.00!
In November, we had a lot happening. Greg was turning 40 but he was almost too busy to notice. He started the Youth Choir that he and another music teacher have been dreaming of ever since they started the summer band camp together a decade ago. The Crescent City Youth Choir is Audition only and not connected to the schools. Over 90 kids from 4th to 12th grade auditioned and ultimately they narrowed it down to 35. Austin had to audition for the other teacher and he made it in. So November was set building, fund raising, rehearsals and the first two concerts, including having the concert on local TV.
We also had sunny weather for Thanksgiving -so our annual Thanksgiving on the beach included April and Vince and a sunset hot dog bonfire on Friday. We had a Thursday turkey dinner in Charleston Harbor and a stroll through the light filled botanical gardens.
Don't ask about car sick greyhounds on Thanksgiving. It wasn't on the Thankful list.
We also ran a slumber party at the Methodist church - where the Sunday school kids made nine crock pots full of soup to serve afar the service the next day.
Now it's December and only 7 more school days to vacation. We got a big tree and we need to slow down. Emerson is really determined that Santa is giving him, fully assembled, a $269.00 3,104 piece STAR WARS LEGO SHIP. So maybe it's time for reality to rear its ugly head a bit here. Hopefully we'll enjoy no big toad trip this year, and maybe no more bouncing checks, or telephones.
Love to you, of course, now take at least as long as it took you to read this letter. Bresthe slowly, inhale the pine and send thought of love and peace to those you hold dear. Peace on Earth has seemed far away, many times in the past, yet the human race is still here to dream the dream, and what a beautiful dream it is.
Merry Christmas, Feliz Navidad, Frohe Weinachten
|Goodes andMichiels at Portland Zoo|
|Aunt April's tree|
|Cousins at Grandma Priscilla's|