As was planned, we all showed our faces thru the door at Charlie and Trish's house, to bring credence to our special guest, Trish's mom, Pat. She had made it thru many histories of herself, and sometime about 9 years ago, ran smack dab head on, with my Father. They had known each other from when they were 17, living separate lives, and were according to my Dad, reunited thru his brother Uncle Bud.
The menagerie of guests included, Charlie and Trish's daughter Joy and her daughter,
Pat's two son's Bill and Mike, and their spouses, Dionne and
Doreen. Again the cavalcade of culinary artwork displayed itself on the dining room table, after a rousing bit of conversational chatter, personal family catching up from Pat and my Dad's last trip to God knows where.
We all grabbed lots of varietal flavor profiles from the family offerings, grabbed seats, ate, and talked about the positive things, and the fulfilled dreams we all seemed to be living, and soon found ourselves toasting both Pat
and Doreen, the two birthday girls, with champagne and two different types of Birthday Cake, provided generously by the Host and Hostess of this shindig.
Then we all gathered round as Pat and Doreen opened their cards and gifts, and the best one we thought was the walking stick, Bill and Dionne had given to Pat,to go, for
instance, on her upcoming trip on the Christmas Markets along the Rhine.
As Joyce and I drove home, satiated from another fabulous family gathering, we watched the sky emanating a beautiful orange and yellow sunset, as the horizon began to set itself for the
evening. As we drew ourselves into the night sky around Petaluma, we were enjoying the clouds and the sky turning a blushing black. The day was slowly closing it's eyes at it's climatic finish.
Joyce and I wish everyone an open ended joyful month of October, and this is Steven, always looking forward to good times, hard work, and simple
outcomes to glorious celebrations of life, that seem to flow along the outlines of beautiful and vivacious Sonoma and Napa county Lines, Child, sincerly suggesting everyone latch onto their lives, and live out their dreams, as it seems to Joyce and I, that our friends Pat and Dan Child seem to be doing.
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