I think the reason most people don't bail out of Iowa completely is that just often enough, we are rewarded for enduring a stretch of bone-chilling, icy weather with a beautiful spring day or several days of heat and smothering humidity with an incredible summer evening, warm but with just enough breeze to make a fire worthwhile and keep away the bugs. We had one of those Saturday night.
The book signing Friday night wasn't huge but respectable. The best part was visiting with classmates of three of my siblings as they recounted their memories of Beed's Lake and the legend of the Lady. One person said her dad helped to build the dam as a member of the Youth Conservation Corps. Another told of the house, later moved, where the woman lived. Some said their kids beg to go to the lake every time they came back to Hampton to see if they could see her. The Rustic Brew was a great place to spend some time reminiscing and signing books.
Saturday morning we were hit with the line of storms that barged across most of Iowa. The rain finally let up in time to get in the Restoration Run, a fundraiser to help restore water quality in the lake. We did not partake.
Saturday afternoon we drove to Belmond to drop in on the 70th birthday party of an old friend. Instead of cake, her daughters and husband served ice cream with a wide variety of toppings--perfect for a warm summer afternoon. When we returned, we headed to Sheffield for the social hour at my brother's 50th class reunion. We lost Bill eight years ago and they had a nice memorial table set up to honor classmates who have died. It was fun to visit with people who were just obnoxious eighth graders when I graduated. They've improved a lot.
The book signing Friday night wasn't huge but respectable. The best part was visiting with classmates of three of my siblings as they recounted their memories of Beed's Lake and the legend of the Lady. One person said her dad helped to build the dam as a member of the Youth Conservation Corps. Another told of the house, later moved, where the woman lived. Some said their kids beg to go to the lake every time they came back to Hampton to see if they could see her. The Rustic Brew was a great place to spend some time reminiscing and signing books.
Saturday morning we were hit with the line of storms that barged across most of Iowa. The rain finally let up in time to get in the Restoration Run, a fundraiser to help restore water quality in the lake. We did not partake.
Saturday afternoon we drove to Belmond to drop in on the 70th birthday party of an old friend. Instead of cake, her daughters and husband served ice cream with a wide variety of toppings--perfect for a warm summer afternoon. When we returned, we headed to Sheffield for the social hour at my brother's 50th class reunion. We lost Bill eight years ago and they had a nice memorial table set up to honor classmates who have died. It was fun to visit with people who were just obnoxious eighth graders when I graduated. They've improved a lot.
Finally back to the campground and a beautiful evening. A simple supper starting with steaks on the grill and sitting by the fire in the nice breeze. Sunday morning was pleasant until we started to load up. However it was much worse when we got home and unloaded. One of those days that I think air conditioning is the best invention ever.
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