|These Brahman cattle live directly behind our back yard.|
Roger here.... This is the second "catch-up" post since our return to Retama Village in December.
CINDERELLA PET RESCUE....
|Dining and bidding on auction items|
The day after the fundraiser Dianne and I hosted a happy hour for all the Cinderella volunteers....
... and their dogs.
We were so happy that Suzanne, the founder of Cinderella Pet Rescue, was able to attend. So were the dogs that she rescued that are now living in loving homes.
|Pure love on Bandido's face - they both remember and love Suzanne, even years later|
|State of the Art McAllen Convention Center|
|Roger and our friend Sharon|
A very generous friend of Cinderella donated this bus to the organization to facilitate events such as this.
High School volunteers helped walk the dogs throughout the day.
Many dogs, like this cutie, now have full-time homes due to the efforts of this volunteer-run organization.
To learn more about Cinderella Pet Rescue and see the sweet pups currently available, click on the link. --
Dianne and I normally walk the dogs twice a week. It can be a dirty operation :-)
|After some big dog lovin' from Sebastian (since adopted)|
|Note the old clothes and even older, muddy shoes!|
Dog walkers during the summers are rare, but our friend, Lynn, is almost always with us.
Most of the dogs are easy to walk. Chicory here, gets sooooo excited to see us, that a second harness makes things easier for both human and dog.
Walking these dogs is good for us, both physically and emotionally. Worries that sometimes nag at us seem to melt away.
Dianne here: Even on mornings when we hate getting out of our lounge chairs and would rather laze around and have another cup of coffee, once we're there it's all good. They are SO excited to see us. It's a real ego boost to be the highlight of somebody's day.
This is Takoda. He is spending his last few weeks at Cinderella. Our good friend and fellow volunteer, Kathy (and Ken), have adopted Takoda. They will be bringing him home when they return from Colorado next month. We brought him to our house for an afternoon and took him over to Kathy and Ken's backyard. He felt right at home. Now that the 100-degree afternoons are over, we need to do that again.
Here are a couple of pictures of Bandido, my buddy, the first dog that we adopted from Cinderella Pet Rescue.
|He loves his toys.|
Happiness, then anger...
BENTSON RIO GRANDE VALLEY STATE PARK...
|The Ebony Grove|
This is the walkway that leads us from our home in Retama Village to Bentsen Rio Grande Valley State Park. We take this path every week (except during those blisteringly hot summer days). We hike. We ride our bikes. We walk the dogs. We watch the wildlife --- a good place. It fits our lifestyle. It is one of the primary reasons that we bought property at Retama Village.
Dianne and I have never been protesters, even during the turbulent hippy years of Vietnam. Dianne was a young Republican and Goldwater Girl! I was too focused on getting through college and finding a job. But honestly, for us, this is more than we are willing to tolerate without expressing our views. It may be a losing cause, but thankfully we still have the right to express our opinion. So we attended our very first protest rally at the park.
It was locally covered, but not nationally covered. (not a good sign) We wrote the obligatory letters to our congressmen and governor.
Several people were there, including some of our neighbors. I wish there had been more.
Below is a banner of the "official" stop the wall logo. If we lose Bentsen Rio Grande Valley State Park, much of the luster of what has been an ideal retirement home for us will vanish.
Just an aside... A few days after the protest, one of our local news stations, Channel 5, sent a reporter and cameraman to cruise our neighborhood asking opinions about the possible closing of the state park. The found me. I clearly expressed my opinions. When we tuned in that evening, I was surprised to see that my opinions were corroborated by the Mayor of Mission, TX. By the way, Dianne made a non-speaking cameo appearance. She looked great.
|Sue and Amigo|
Cypress Tree. It is on private property and maintained by the owners. At one time cypress trees such as this one were prevalent near the river We were glad to see it while we could. It will also be on the wrong side of the wall.
No, I am not growing a pony tail, and Dianne has not turned into a "flower child", but it seems that we are in extremely close proximity to another national controversy. The Border Patrol Detention Center (the one with the children in chain link cages) is only six miles from our house. We knew that there was a gathering nearby, so at the last minute, we decided to check it out. The temperatures were over 100 degrees, thus the umbrellas. There were many people there.
The photo below shows a crowd surrounding Julian Castro as he attempted to deliver hand-written notes and toys to the children who had been separated from their parents.
A local lady gave Dianne a homemade sign to hold. There were several speeches from notable people, including Julian Castro and many members of Congress who toured the facility.
I got to shake Julian's hand.
We know that removing children from their parents is abhorrent. (Please no hate mail. We will not respond.)
The media coverage was national and extensive. Dianne was able to talk to Mariana Atencio.
BTW... We sadly watched a bus full of children being transported to another facility during the rally.
Dianne again: We shouted "We love you" to the children on the bus, and it was heartbreaking to see their little heads and tiny hands waving back to us. There were several adults in tears after that encounter.
A few days later there was another rally, just down the road from the detention center. It occurred on the day that several nation-wide protests took place. We went.
Dianne made her own sign this time, which landed her face on a variety of media web pages: Time Magazine, CNN, and Huffington Post. Yikes!
OK, hmmmm. It is probably time to move on to more positive things.
Back to happiness...
50TH HIGH SCHOOL CLASS REUNION...
It is hard to comprehend that it was 50 years ago when I graduated from a small high school in central Indiana.... Pendleton High School, home of the Irish. I still remember it as an idyllic place.
I flew up for the reunion and stayed with long-time college friends, Jay and Nancy. They introduced me to Dianne during my college years. We were in each others' weddings back in the summer of 1972. What do friends our age do when they get together? We compare blood pressures :-).
The first part of the reunion was held at the town's historical museum in Falls Park. I used to swim in those falls when it was a public pool. After the get-together, I walked to town to have lunch with my close colleague from work, Brian. We were both junior high school principals in a nearby school corporation. We talked for a couple of hours. It is so easy to talk with old friends.
Many of the classmates who I really wanted to see were at the reunion. This is my friend, Greg, and his wife Peg. We were in each others' weddings.
I did not get a picture of Doug, who I have not seen for 50 years, but he was there.
I was so afraid that Dan and his wife, Pam, might not be there, but they were. We had a special bond. I spent most of the evening catching up with Dan.
No class reunion from Pendleton High School Class of '68 would be complete without a picture of our leprechaun mascot, Jeff.
SCENES FROM OUR LITTLE BACKYARD...
There is really nothing to describe here, but at least for me, it is fun enjoying pictures from our back yard in this semi-tropical setting. Dianne and I spend hours back here, reading and enjoying the tranquility.
|Amaryllis grow in the ground down here as perennials!|
|"Firecracker" bush - hummingbirds love it|
|Jasmine Vine on our pergola - heavenly smell|
TEQUILA, TEQUILA, TEQUILA...
This is so unimaginably difficult to write. In July we lost Tequila. Bandido has always been my buddy, but in reality Tequila has been the heart of our Texas and traveling family. She was so affectionate, not only to us, but to everyone. She was a French kisser, who frequently caught people off guard. She was so very, very funny. One of her favorite antics was to lie down on her back in the middle of the street and wiggle. She would not get up until she was finished. She loved to egg on Bandido --- stealing his toys from out of his mouth, then galloping away --- her favorite thing.
She was only six years old. She seemed so healthy, and then she stopped eating. When we took her to the vet, we were shocked to hear that her kidneys had failed and there was nothing to be done. :-( We still miss her so much.
Here are a few of the pictures of our girl from her last months with us.
When I took this picture of her reflection in a window, I had no idea that she was fading away.
Our next-door neighbor, Sue, paints and hides friendship rocks. They are all over Retama Village. She gave us this one the week that Tequila passed.
Goodbye sweet girl.