But,
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| June 7, 2002: Kathy
was out in Seattle, doing a sort of final work fling; she made a boat-load
of money (but earned it, with the amount and intensity
of the effort). I flew out to Portland (my brother and his many-talented
wife Val live just over the Washington state border in Vancouver. The
weather was wonderful, most of the time. This business about it raining
every day in the Portland are is a myth — actually it only rains about 300 days/year
:-)
I was completely smitten by the quality, the warmth, of the sun. It was like it'd had a makeover, relative to that same sunshine here in Massachusetts. This was a short visit, even shorter for Kathy. I flew from Manchester, NH to the Portland, Oregon airport arriving around two in the afternoon. United (bless their little airline hearts) allowed me to upgrade to First Class; I was on a free ticket and this is a definite "no-no". Appreciated, tho'. Kathy drove down from Seattle (about 3 hours away) and met me there Friday afternoon. It's nice to meet up with her anywhere, but at the end of a journey just makes it that much more special. After settling in just a bit at Mark and Val's, we headed to their boat Andante, for an overnight cruise down the Willamette and Colombia rivers. The scenery was great, and was snacked out on wine, cheese and "stuff". The Power Squadron (this was their get-together) seems a fun and gregarious bunch, joined together by a love of boating. The boats varied dramatically, some were multi-hundred-thousand-dollar yachts, others more modest. Boats. People. Dogs. Music. The boat trip was the highlight of the visit; Kathy returned to Seattle on Sunday afternoon, I "hung out" mostly on Monday, and was back to Westford (where it was raining...) late on Tuesday. Photo highlights:(click any picture below for a full-sized version. Subjects are my brother Mark, his wife & family)
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