We went to where we used to live in a double wide mobile home in the Stehekin Valley. We lived there a total of 10 years, but in that double wide for 6 years. We are very good friends with the lady who moved into it after we moved out, so we have been invited to stay there several time, and that has been fun. This will probably be our last time in that place as the lady is moving out of the Valley and to Chelan which is where the roads to the world begin. It is sad, but that is part of life, it is okay, and we will be happy and go on with our lives. We still have several commuter tickets so between now and the end of January we will make several trips back, if only up on the boat and back the same day. If we are lucky enough to have someone invite us we might stay a few days, but that seems unlikely for now anyway.
The lady had a computer and the internet, but she had connectivity problems, and I was not able to be on the internet at all, so some of you might have noticed my absense from the forum. She got on for short periods of time, and our older granddaughter, 17, got on facebook a few times to check on her boyfriend in the Valley, and she managed to see him a couple of times during the week, which was nice for her, and we enjoyed too as we are friends with all those people there. We managed to visit several of our friends in the Valley while there.
There where we used to live is really close to the school, so I walked there every day and played their piano for extended periods of time which we very fun. I took a "Heavenly Highway Hymns" book with me. It has about 300 pages in it, and I played most of the songs in that book at least once, and some twice. I went from the middle to the end, then from the beginning to page 222, so it was fun. We had a visitor at the house for a few minutes who is a famous author of historical novals which my wife has read most of her books. I was outside and the lady told me that this visitor wanted me to sing while she played the pump organ. When I got there she told me that she was having a difficult time keeping the pumping going and playing the keys at the same time. She asked me if I wanted to try, and I told her I had already packed my music away. She asked me to try to play anyway, so I ventured to play some chords. I played a number of hymns in various keys, and she played on the lower end of the keyboard while I played. It was fun. If I had known that she was a professional pianist I would never have played as I still do not see myself as a skilled pianist. But since I didn't know that I played just like I was the talented pianist, and she was impressed with my ability to play by ear, and then she told me that she had played the piano professionally most of her adult life. She said that for the first time she didn't have a quartet playing with her. Her name is Carolly Erickson. Now we are back home again.