1953 trip to Yosemite.

Jackie and I and our two children (Nancy was 6 and Chris was 4) took a trip to Yosemite in 1953.  Nancy can still remember the napkin on the waiter's arm at the Ahwahnee Hotel dining room.

We ate at the best table in the room. (It was quiet at the time) Under the window at the other end. We had a perfect view of the Yosemite Falls. This spot was way over my pay scale. I  received the lunch due to some foul up over our reservation. 

That night was more like our speed. Our motel room was a tent with a wooden floor. A local young man of the Awahnechee Tribe was our bell hop.

We had our own wooden stove. We each had a cot.

This is the view you see when you first enter the valley. through the entrance tunnel. It is followed by some other views of the Yosemite Park.

The last photo is of the firefall. Everyone on the Valley floor would yell "let the fire fall!" Up on Glacier Point people would push the coals from a very large fire over the edge. Everyone would  cheer. It was quite a sight. They have stopped this practice due to global warming.

Rhonda and Michael Ray paid a visit.

Had company. Old friends from  Upsey Downsey Road in Farmerville came Saturday. Went home Sunday. We had a great visit in spite of the short time. I love Rhonda and Michael. Have known then for a long time. Rhonda had a Birthday on Saturday. She spent most of the day driving to visit Franklinton. I am so glad she did.

Saturday Rhonda, Michael, and I went to a local steak house. They both kept saying that they had the best steak of their lifetime. They know steak.

Sunday the three of us went to the Abita Springs Art Show and Farmers Market. It was a beautiful day. Hurricanes all gone. Not much got to us. Here is a pic of Rhonda and Michael under the entrance arch to the Farmer's Market.

We did not get to the Museum. Next time.

This a pic of the Last Chance Blue Grass Band. Spent a pleasant hour plus with them.

The Prunepickers are coming!

I am so excited. Some Prunepickers are coming to visit us. In my world a Prunepicker is a native born Californian. I think this group fits that description. I will treat them that way anyhow. My oldest grandson Matt Wrock, his wife Janelle, and their girls will be here November 6 for a three day visit.

Here is a pic of the Wrocks from eight years ago in 2012. The Wrocks visited Jackie and I in Chimacum. That is the World Famous Chimacum Cafe in the background.

Here is a pic from five years ago in 1990. You may recall that year was my 90th Birthday. My daughter Nancy Wright, husband Bob and her four children were spending a week on Orcas Island (San Juan Islands). I was so happy that they invited me. They even had a birthday cake!

Good looking Prunepickers don't you think?

I really looking forward to their visit. I am also looking forward to a visit next week end by Rhonda and Michael Ray. Oh Boy! it is so exciting living in Franklinton.