Bob had some exciting news at our meeting Thursday night. He had a phone call from Susan to tell him her newest son, Declan, was born at
I read first Thursday, a poem I had written one other winter when there had been a storm and a power outage. And of course, that’s what the poem is about. It’s called “High Noon”, signifying the
Ellie read some more of the girl held captive by her uncle. She manages to shut the secret panel door. A maid comes to prepare her for a betrothal dinner in the hall. She meets the much older and very ugly man her uncle wants her to marry and suffers through the dinner. But when she is supposed to feed him a piece of betrothal cake to seal the deal, she deliberately drops it in his lap.
Margaret read to us of Rev. Peacock looking for his parrot, Joey. He went back to the
Bob didn’t have anything to read and said he’d had a very difficult week. The storm on Monday caused both Ellie and I to be without power for hours and hours, but nobody else had power failure. Elaine is away for the next 2 weeks, visiting family in
Next meeting here at my place, Thursday, Nov. 22nd at
Lisa
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Congratulations Susan!! Saw the pics - what a beautiful baby!
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