By Chuck
When I was in High School, I had a good friend, Stan. I had known him since sixth grade. One day, early in our Senior year, my mother told me that he would be coming to live with us. We have kept in touch only sporadically since then, but I wanted to visit Stan and his wife, DixieLee, while traveling through the Northwest. It was wonderful to see them in Port Townsend and to introduce Claire to them both. Fortunately, Claire and DixieLee found much to talk about, while Stan and I reminisced about the good old days, the present, and much in between.
We had lunch, lots of wine, and dinner together. A good way to spend a day with gracious, and generous, hosts.
When I was in High School, I had a good friend, Stan. I had known him since sixth grade. One day, early in our Senior year, my mother told me that he would be coming to live with us. We have kept in touch only sporadically since then, but I wanted to visit Stan and his wife, DixieLee, while traveling through the Northwest. It was wonderful to see them in Port Townsend and to introduce Claire to them both. Fortunately, Claire and DixieLee found much to talk about, while Stan and I reminisced about the good old days, the present, and much in between.
We had lunch, lots of wine, and dinner together. A good way to spend a day with gracious, and generous, hosts.
Chuck's lamb dinner
Claire's salmon dinner
