Jordon Lake Adventure, part 2

On Friday night of our week at Jordon Lake, I managed to gather 14 of us for dinner at Piccola Italia, a favorite, family owned restaurant in Cameron Village, Raleigh.  LaVerne and I went there often, as did she and her sister, Marianne.   On this night there was me and Lynn, sisters Barbara and Nancy, Jennifer and her husband, Mike; daughter Barbara, Trey, Houston and Patrick; Derick and his girls, Lauren and Leah and their Nana, Diane.  The food was terrific, the atmosphere warm and homey and it was so good to be with so much family, as always.  I toasted the absent guest of honor, Jason, because it was his skill and hard work as a baseball player that brought us all together.   Thank you Jason! 

Before leaving Jordon Lake, I went to Chatham County to talk with the DA about my parking citation.  Unfortunately, he wouldn't talk to me because it wasn't yet "in the system".  I'm thinking, "well it's in MY system and I'm having to deal with it!"  But I didn't say it.  I plan to have my day in court May 3 and will take my photos with me.  More later.

It was synchronicity that had me in the area on the Sunday of Bil and Cher Holton's Ordination celebration at their Unity church in Durham.  It was a wonderful ceremony and they were surprised to see me.  I was surprised when they reminded me that I had been the person to introduce them to Unity back in the 80's.  I surprised again when they recognized me during the service that morning.  It was a very uplifting experience to say the least and I'm very glad I went.

The photos of Bil and Cher didn't turn out well, but this one of me and Cher did.  Bil looks great after his heart surgery several weeks ago and is almost back to 100%.  It was so good to see these old friends and be present for their big occasion. 

And finally their was the great family bowling match involving me, Derick and the 4 grand kids.  Unfortunately, I didn't get a good pic of all of us, but this one captures the mood of that morning.  I trailed for most of the match and couldn't remember the last time I'd bowled.  We had a small gallery consisting of Barbara, Barbara, Trey, Diane, Nancy and Lynn cheering us on.  The thought of being beaten by my 8 year old grand daughter really bugged me, so in the 10th frame I relaxed and recalled by game of old.  Finishing with a spare and a strike put me ahead of them all and my honor was preserved one more time.  After all, I couldn't let them think that I let them win, could I? 

Overall it was a wonderful week with family in spite of the parking incident.  It was just too short.

Next time, life at Lake Powhatan.  It is grand!