The Reser Center for the Arts hosted Friends of Dorothy: A Queer Cabaret, and the Rosetown Ramblers got to square dance as part of the performance. It was Matt’s birthday, so I made cupcakes and we sang Happy Birthday after we practiced our routines.
In the Green Room, Matt poses in front of one of the dressing rooms.
Here’s the show list:
It was fun to hang out backstage. I think the last time I had that experience was the 1989 recital for the Kathy Lee School of Dance. I got to see drag queens in various stages of undress.
However, it’s entirely possible that hanging out in the Green Room might have had a consequence. More on that later.
The first round of the movie quiz tonight made me feel very smart. Mark, the quizmaster, played the beginning of 10 movie musicals and we had to identify them. The first one was Annie, so I knew I was going to do well.
The ninth one was super tricky. It was from On the Town, which I’ve seen. But it starts with one guy singing and he doesn’t show up again for the rest of the film. Actually, it’s the guy standing above Gene Kelly in that thumbnail. Check out his part:
I’m curious how many teams got that one.
Things went downhill from there, but it’s always nice to have a start strong.
Sara and Shawn headed to Astoria after Portland, and Sara had a lot of good things to say about the town.
In this postcard, she reports that they did the column (you can see it in this postcard, a bit larger in scale than it really is) and poked around the shops.
This one says in full: HEY YOU GUYS! Sending happy Goonies goodness your way.
And this one has some good Mama F. quotes written on it.
Friends Burt and Laurie have bought a new house, which means they must sell their old house. I’ve had many happy times there, and I am feeling a bit sad about saying goodbye.
Among the things I will miss is seeing this gorgeous fireplace.
Here is more information about it:
Recollection from Jon Nelson, homeowner 1958–2003 regarding the fireplace.
The wooden fireplace mantel and Italian tiles in the front room of this Queen Anne style Victorian farmhouse came from the Wolfe mansion in Portland, Oregon, when it was demolished in the early 1900s. It had been brought around the horn in the late 1800s to be installed in the master bedroom suite. Mr. Wolfe was in the retail business with Mr. Lipman and they were the owners of Lipman and Wolfe department store in downtown Portland. A Miss Polly Predmore is credited with salvaging the fireplace and tiles and having them installed at 1822 N. Portland Boulevard [now Rosa Parks Way]. The mantel is made of walnut, it is believed. It is a wonderful focal point of this home and has been admired by many over the years.
I did a bit of searching, but the closest I could get to a picture of the Wolfe’s house, was this comment on this blog.
Can’t find a picture of Adolphe Wolfe’s Whidden & Lewis designed half-timbered Mansion up on King St, now avenue. It was next to the William Honeyman mansion, an amazing romanesque chateau with conical tower, also by Whidden & Lewis. There is a well known tinted picture postcard from around 1900 that shows the two houses and the surrounding beautiful neighborhood. The title of the postcard is written in red and reads-“Portland Oregon Residences”
Wait! I found that postcard. It’s in the second row on this site. A very handsome house, indeed.
While we visited the Bliss House, Sara grabbed this informational postcard, which she then gussied up and put in a multifamily mailbox down the street from us along with a birthday card for her sister.
However, that building isn’t yet occupied and when I checked, the lock hadn’t been installed in the outgoing mail slot. I assumed that the mail carrier wasn’t regularly picking up the mail.
So I grabbed both letter and postcard and put then in the mail on the way to my job club. I did not read the postcard before I sent it.
Once it was delivered, I read that Sara thanked me for hosting such a good visit.
It shows Matt being polite to my aunt very early in our relationship when he was invited for the first time to Greek Easter. The p.s. was incredibly hilarious, given his view of the house decoration now.
Also, he confused the address part of the postcard, making for post office additions. Or perhaps only had half a card’s worth of message.
Sara found the number one thing I was looking for.
When the big reunion of my grandmother’s family happened in 1986, all of the original siblings got a booklet listing birthdates of all the siblings and their children. The last I remembered seeing it was in the hall cupboard, but we went through that without finding it. Sara discovered it somewhere in the corner of the basement with all the books.
What I didn’t remember was that there was a fun poem to go with it.
You can see that the document was typed. It’s possible that my Aunt Pat may have done some of the typing.
Here’s the list of the original 15 and their parents. Following this page is a page for each of the siblings’ marriages and children.
I am very excited about this find. It’s nice to have everything in one place.
You will recall that my mother and I visited the Ole Bolle last September. Sara and I visited so she could see the marvel.
There was a private event at Nordic Northwest, but it didn’t specify that the private event was by the troll, so we headed over. The event appeared to be a wedding not far from the troll, but it hadn’t started yet, so we scurried by.
Sara compares foot size.
I take a picture of his face. He’s a bit more weathered than last year, as is expected.
Sara posing with Ole Bolle.
At the table in the cabin was some white wine and an envelope. I wondered if the envelope might hold the marriage license. We scurried away. Though another group was headed to the troll as we were leaving, so we weren’t the only ones taking a chance that day.
Sara and I took in the pre-Code film Jewel Robbery, which was part of the Hollywood Babylon series. Before the film, this helpful graphic was displayed.
You can see the picture includes all of the “shalt nots.”
We counted quite a few shalt-nots in our movie. Jewel Robbery was fun, though a very brief 68 minutes that has me wishing the tickets were slightly discounted.
Somewhere in our travels, I came across this much appreciated sign in a gender neutral bathroom.
I’m completely for gender neutral bathrooms, especially when the bathroom has just one toilet and one sink. However, my experience has been that it’s quite common to walk in and have to kick the seat down. Drives me crazy.
