well, as Ricky Nelson's song said, "people came from miles around, everyone was there"
It was an incredible assemblage of family and friends, seventy plus to celebrate seventy years. Held in our back garden, the evening was cool and clear and the flowers obliged by blooming profusely.
Unbelievably, the CEO of HP, the "squeaky clean" Mark Hurd so revered on Wall Street, resigned the day before in an inexplicable 'non-sexual encounter' with an associate, and the party was abuzz with conjecture and invective. This guy was probably the sleaziest duplicitous CEO of a large corporation in America -- almost the same as the crafted Tiger Woods persona.
We used nametags, since a lot of the friends came from disparate backgrounds -- folk I've met over a long time, interwoven on occasion but not that many people knew each other 'ahead of time'. The name tags had logos on them as an icebreaker -- Yenta, an airplane to signify traveling together, companies we worked at, hobbies or civic groups, family... And then Jenny told a story about each and every one of the attendees to everyone. Mesmerizing, enchanting, as was the evening
I came away feeling so blessed, so lucky in my life, with such good friends and family to nurture me. Truly magic
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