Mason July 8
There was quite a bit of activity on the Kings Highway in the past week. On Friday afternoon, “the Farm” echoed to the sounds of a baseball game, with great-grandsons Jacob and Sam were joined by several 10-13 year-old boys and “Grandpa Rupert Jr. and Grammie Suzanne.” What mattered more than the score was that everybody had fun and got some exercise. Rupert Jr. got a little too much exercise and had a painful muscle strain in one leg running from third to home. Nothing a little rest won’t cure!
On Saturday, Dan and Nancy Grover had a large gathering of family and friends out for a picnic and celebration of Martha’s visit home, and an early Fourth of July. Martha traveled from Helena, Mont., for a few days with family and old friends (some not as old as others). The pool was open for the first time this year, and lots of little tykes enjoyed splashing about and stayed cool. As usual, Nancy engineered a bountiful picnic, to which most of the ladies contributed. Everyone had a great time, and nobody went away hungry!
Somewhere along the way, I got wind of a juicy story. If you see Dan Grover or Del Wilson, ask them how they enjoyed their unplanned dip into the Androscoggin River. I think it was something about a “fire hose current!” There are two kinds of canoeists— those who have and those who are going to upset their canoe!
Snuffy has developed a new trick. He is now 10 or 11 years old and spends quite a lot of time just lying around. Now, when I try to get him to go for a walk, he often disappears into the bushes and then waits until I am out of sight down the driveway a ways before he returns to his spot in front of the garage and lies down again and waits for me to come home.
Last Monday was so hot and sticky that I decided to take Snuffy and go swimming in the falls. It was delightful! The water was warm enough that it was very enjoyable, unusual for “the falls.” After cooling off, I started walking up to the top of the falls, carrying my sneakers with the intent of putting them back on after wading the narrow channel at the top. As I stepped into the channel, I slipped on the green moss, sat down as my hands reflexively flew up, and the sneakers flew into the channel and down over the falls! At least, the water was nice, and I didn’t mind getting wet again to get the sneakers. Whom should I meet, but Steve Crone and Leo bringing Telemark Inn guests for a cooling dip, and they even retrieved my sneakers for me!