Camping

Matt is not fond of cold weather or rain, and Robby (pictured above bagging groceries at Idylwilde) smiled broadly when I told him our first night in Millinocket ME would be spent in a motel. Visions of turquoise bottomed swimming pools danced in his head. Not small rooms with ceilings the color of cigarette smoke, beds that push back as hard as will the ground under our tents, and an in house restaurant that serves a grand buffet of runny yellow scrambled eggs, burnt bacon, and soggy toast. As for the cold weather and rain…pray for snow.

Stalking

We seem to be following Matt and his BMW, but here it is, parked in a numbered space at his high school. One wonders how he rates his own personal space.
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Listening
Last Friday we didnít make it the concert at Willow Books, instead we had dinner with Bob and Mary at Walden Grill and then walked across the street to The Performing Arts Center. There, we listened to the Concord Orchestra and pianist Sangjoung Kim perform Brahms Piano Concerto No. 1 in D minor Op. 15. Two hours gone in a blink, not unlike listening to our ìfriendsî at Willow. Right, Diane?

Playing
Today I play Katie at 5 pm. Dominic just asked me to play him
tonight at 8 pm. Now Patrick is asking me to play on Friday at 5 pm.

If I survive, there may be a story. If you don’t hear from me after
Fri, ask Patrick to write the story.

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