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Wenatchee High School class of 1963, 40 year
reunion, Chelan, Washington.
September 5th, 6th, and 7th, 2003
Friday night
Friday night, we had a barbeque dinner out at The Cover. Does
anybody have some good pictures they can send me? My E-mail
address is Judith @
commercialventvac.com and my web page is http://www.commercialventvac.com/~jeffs/judith
The Boat Trip
Saturday, I told my husband we were going for a ride on a boat, so he
assumed that it was a row boat and brought some oars. But the boat
was a very nice, big boat, easily capable of
carrying a hundred people.
The sunset was rather romantic - one of the nice
things about forest fires is that they tend to make really dramatic
sunsets. My husband says that this is due to Mee scattering from
particulate matter in the atmosphere, but I think it's really from the
smoke.
Anyway, we gathered at the pier (This is
Emmy Pinter and Frieda Gray)
and released the ballons . Then we boarded the boat, cast off
lines fore and aft, and set sail.
The night was dark (nights usually are) and I ran into
Sharon, Linda, and
Lucy on the port side amidships.
I promised Marcia
Barnhart's sister Joyce,
Marcia Barnhart, and Jerilyn
that I would make a sketch of them.
Jann Wilder Calkin.
My husband had a long conversation with Mary,
Linda, and Renee. I was worried that my husband would have
nothing to do, but he had 163 people who had never heard any of his
jokes (I'm not letting him come to the 45th reunion, let me tell you).
Example:
Classmate: What sign
were you born under?
Jeff: Obsetrics and Gynocology
Classmate: Huh?
Jeff: Yeah. Obsetrics and
Gynocology. It was very strange. It had been warm and dark,
and suddenly it was cold and there was a bright light. I looked
up, and there, over the door, was a sign that said Obsetrics and
Gynocology.
Classmate: Obsetrics and
Gynocology?
Jeff: Yeah. I took this
to be a message from God.
Classmate: A message from God?
Jeff: Yeah. I took this
to be a message from God: don't pick stand up comedy as a career.
There's no money in it, the hours are lousy, and
nobody will take you seriously because you're no good at
it, .
Sunday morning at the Cove
Sunday morning, we gathered at the cove

Everybody
milling around at the cove
(click here for enlarged picture)

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