Yesterday I met up with my sisters and my cousin, Colleen, in Midway. We wandered through All the Stuff in the Barn, and almost everybody bought something. Then we drove over to Heber and had lunch at the Wasatch Back Grill. I wasn’t the only person bringing my own food–Barbara is on a special diet, too. We pulled tables together so we had room for everybody, and we talked and talked and talked. I learned lots of new things, but the most fascinating is something I can’t put in my letter. You’ll have to ask me.
Last Sunday night Nora texted me that Carolyn Barney had died. She heard it from Annice. The funeral was Monday morning, and it was too late for us to plan to go, but I enjoyed reading her obituary. Nora texted me the link, but you can get there by just googling Carolyn Reed Barney and obituary. There’s a really cute wedding picture of her. Thinking about Carolyn brought back lots of memories for me. I’m glad she’s in a better place now, and that she’s healthy again. She must feel great!
Adelaide reports that she’s doing well at Snow. One of her roommates has a dog, who shares a room with her. (With the roommate, not Addie.) The roommate even pays double rent! I asked Addie if the dog ever had accidents, and she didn’t know, but they were having a room inspection coming up. Then they’d find out. I had a lot of interesting roommates in college, but I never had a dog. If I’d had anything, it would have been a nice domestic house cat.
A storm is blowing in, and it’s supposed to start snowing. And it’s going to be COLD: 6̊ tonight. (At least that’s above zero, not below.) I hope it warms up again and we have a few more good days before winter, because Dad and I have been going gung ho on the outside part of the bunkhouse. We’ve repaired the skirting around the bottom, and we’re hoping to get the 2x4's around the windows and door, like we have on the cabin. Then we’ll be all ready for siding in the spring. During the cold months I’m going to do the bunkhouse floor, probably with laminate. And then I’ll close off the areas under the beds. It will all be comfy and cozy and ready for guests.
Here’s hoping you’re all doin’ great and lovin’ it. Mom