"In his domestic administration my father had this system . . . to keep a journal and insert in it all occurrences of any note . . . A record very pleasant to look at when time begins to efface the memory of events, and very well suited to get us out of perplexity: When was such and such a thing begun? When completed? What retinues came? How long did they stay? Our trips, our absences; marriages; deaths; the receipt of happy or unhappy news . . . An ancient custom, which I think it would be good to revive, each man in each man's home. And I think I am a fool to have neglected it." (Montaigne, Book I, Essay 35 (publ. 1580))
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Monday, April 15, 2019

Leo's here!

Just perfect:  grandchild #3 arrived safe and sound on Friday 12 April 2019.  Congrats and thanks to Paul Jr. and Nedda.  Leo Patrick Gales weighed 7 lbs 7 oz, measured 19.5 inches.  I don't think he could be any finer.
please say hello to the delightful Leo Patrick Gales!


Arrival via by-appointment C-section, which permitted some planning.  P&N went to the Scottsdale hospital on Friday morning.  Nedda did, and continues to do, great.  PJ and I visited the hospital on Friday afternoon and got our chance to hold the new arrival - those moments are delightful, they literally glow, always make you think about quite a number of things.

we were so happy to meet this little fellow, long-awaited, here he's maybe a couple hours old - wow


After a short break (during which PJ and I toasted Leo and his parents at Kovo), we were back to the hospital for Friday evening carryout-dinner-in-hospital-room and some delightful Leo-holding.

getting acquainted; these two (OK all three!) will spend lotsa time together . . . just imagine




The grandparents took turns babysitting Roman (Mina and Saeed taking the first shift) - then PJ and I stayed overnight on Saturday at Paul & Nedda's house and had a quite fine time with Roman.  Including moments we don't otherwise get - such as his pure delight when you go get him out of bed after his nap, and especially when he woke up on Sunday morning.  (I mean, Roman is kicking his legs and crowing as I pick him up out of the crib.)  He is a very good boy.

a little family is together at home for the first time here; Roman greets his brother by name at 0:10 (also the walk-off is quite fine) - 


But this was Leo's weekend, and his parents's, and it is the best blessing to have Leo with us and off to such a great start.  A family of four now.

Leo seems pretty pleased to be home with mama




the guys at home doing some work, or something

Monday, May 14, 2018

little boy's outfit

L-R Paul Sr., Paul Jr., Romie
From: Paul Gales
Sent: Sunday, May 13, 2018 5:23 PM
To: Ernest Gales; Roman & Joy Gales
Cc: Patricia Gales; Paul Gales; Nedda Reghabi Gales
Subject: just a little boy's outfit

Hi everybody –

Happy Mother’s Day to Joy!

We were over at Paul Jr/Nedda house today to honor Patricia and Nedda (her first mother’s day).  Before we got there,  Paul Jr. and Nedda were taking “five-month-old” photos of Latest Romie.  Guess what – they dressed him in an outfit that Original Romie had given me (though we are guessing that Joy may actually may have done the shopping?)

I like to think about what happened here over the years:

   • Original Romie and/or Joy buy the outfit for me in 1956

   • Ernie and Helen take me for my studio picture in the outfit (no mere snapshot!)

   • Helen holds onto the outfit for 31 years, keeps it in good condition, gives it to Patricia and me

   • Patricia and I photograph Paul Jr. in it

   • Patricia holds onto the outfit for 31 years (coincidental time period), keeps it in good condition, gives it to Paul Jr. and Nedda

   • Latest Romie wears the outfit for his photo in 2018

   • Now it’s up to Nedda to keep the outfit in good condition for whatever happens next!

Photos below.

Pleasant thoughts about each of you today, thanks as always for being in our lives.  We feel very lucky.

Paul & Patricia

Same three fellows, 13 May 2018

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Romie's here!


a big change for this little family

What really is there to say when the very-first representative of a new generation arrives?

Roman Christopher Gales was born on 7 December 2017.  Congratulations and thanks to PJr and Nedda.

ahh 
As I sat holding Roman for the first time, somehow the feeling of generational continuity (don't know how to describe it exactly) was running pretty strong - here I am literally sitting right in the mid-point of a chain linking the only five generations of my/our family that I'll ever know - in a hospital room with my son present, and holding his son, and thinking about my father, and his father before him - thinking of (and beyond grateful for) the women who made all this happen (two of them present in the room with us) - I've known each of them so well and they've each been so central in my little world! - anyway it yields some quiet-deep mixture of gratitude and peacefulness and perhaps feeling just a bit of new/indirect responsibility as the tiny (well, not that tiny, actually) fellow sleeps in that peaceful newborn-way.  I had the very good fortune to live close by both of my grandfathers and see them regularly - I thought about both of my grandfathers while sitting with Romie - they, and EMG, set a daunting standard for being a grandfather. Maybe something like "mostly stay out of the way while being present"?  Lots to learn in this new role, we'll see how it goes.  I don't think that generational continuity-feeling will disappear anytime soon.

PJ seems to know how to handle these little folk!


And of course it's quite marvelous watching my little wife handle RCG and sing him the same little songs that I heard so often with our five in the 1980s.

We're happy that Romie's here.  We can't wait to watch him grow up.

the kid passes inspection




good timing:  Romie showed up just before Sreedhar had to head back to India




three winners; KVG and Beth correctly betting on Palmer's bday



Monday, November 06, 2017

Swan Lake

Here I am at age 61 and had never attended a ballet performance.  Nedda has been planning to correct this, and it happened on Saturday 28 October - Ballet Arizona put on Swan Lake with the Phoenix Symphony at Symphony Hall (PJ, Nedda, PJr me attending).

PJr/Nedda had lined up seating in one of the little balconies - which I think made a big difference - the unobstructed view from somewhat overhead made it much easier to see the various patterns.  Plus the extra space was nice.


My low expectations were way off the mark - I don't know enough to judge intelligently, but I definitely thought it was a great show.  Tchaikovsky's music certainly is pretty wonderful, and Nedda advises that the lead ballerina was quite good.  The combination of dance and music was surprisingly effective.  Glad we went.

Followed by a late supper at Taco Guild - a converted church with entirely satisfactory food/drink. 

Thursday, September 28, 2017

baby shower

Keeping fingers crossed for a successful conclusion to Nedda's pregnancy!  So far, so good.

In the meantime - a baby shower was held at PJr/Nedda house on Saturday, September 23.  The men weren't allowed to show up until the party was nearly over.  But other than that, we understand everyone had a fine time; lots of nice gifts; lots of custom "onesies"; etc.  Thoughtful prep, food, drink, decorations.  Perfect weather.


















Wednesday, August 23, 2017

Birthdays etc. (July-August)

2017 is a year filled with celebrations, observances, etc.  Here are four that took place in July-August (sorry to say we missed Kerry's and Luis's birthdays, which were observed back in VA; we shall remember this when we visit them in October):

1.  POC's 40th birthday was celebrated with a weekend in Portland (not involving PJ 'n me).  But we also had a fine gathering for POC at our house on July 9.  Chicago style pizza, Portillo's, fun crowd; NOC had coordinated video clips from family and friends unable to attend in person - with an editing assist from NRG, this was a highlight of the evening.

Observing POC's 40th birthday in fine style . . .
2.  Patrick's 31st birthday coincided with a visit to Phoenix by he and Shane.  Lots of events scattered across several days, fun throughout.  Shane got the VIP tour of all sorts of Valley spots, including a few of our favored restaurants.  Lots of work was done organizing various games for Patrick's b'day party, was a great evening.  The time went too fast, glad we will visit SF relatively soon.
EPG and Shane (clockwise from upper R) - Chris & Dharma prep'd dinner; Parlor;
a rather amazing post-Parlor bowling picture; Richardson's.



Games at 31st b'day event. (Mike B. carried our team.)

The crew observing Patrick's 31st birthday.


3.  A group of us attended the Stone brewers' reception event - fourth year running - remains a nice late-summer break.  CPG, PJr, PJ and I drove over with Lon and Emily (Friday 18 August), returning on Sunday.  Nicole was already in CA on business so drove down with Patrick and Shane.  A major surprise:  Kerry made the trip - though work stuff prevented her from arriving until after the brewers event.  Wasn't expecting to have all five children there, that was a nice surprise.  We made up for lost time into Friday evening, then Saturday-Sunday as well.  As we were belatedly marking PJr's 30th birthday, Michael C. made sure we had bus transportation up to San Marcos, etc., all worked really well.

San Marcos, CA
Now with Kerry!!


Saturday in San Diego.

All seven in one spot - nice.


4.  The Phoenix crew gathered at the Rokerij on August 26 - a more focused observance of PJr's 30th birthday, v. nice.  PJ and I drove down with Mina and Saeed; the evening started with a visit to Chris & Dharma (wedding planning in full swing, initial unveiling of items purchased on Dharma's recent India trip!)

Lovely evening, fine planning by NRG, lots of nice comments for the birthday boy . . . 

Saturday, June 20, 2015

Visiting Mom, who is ill (trip #2 of 4)


A month having passed since our last trip, we hit the road for St. Joe again.  The tiny bit of upside in all this is that we out-of-towners have a chance to make our visits - and somehow my mom so far has been spared the onset of awful pain, or too-quick (well actually, it is too quick anyway) deterioration.  For this visit, Paul Jr. and Nedda also made the trip.  Nedda had never made it to St. Joe, it was important to me that she see it at this time.  My little wife keeps doing a great job with the photography, and with cooking/cleaning/etc./etc.

Our visit was just wonderful.

Friday 12 June

PJ and I enjoy our typical hassle-free travels and arrive in St. Joe about 6:15p following Hy-vee stop.  Just missed Charlie/Beth family by a couple hours.  G&G were napping when we arrived, clearly enjoyed the week with PA visitors.  PJ put together a quite fine chicken parmesan supper, pleasant-quiet evening, all done by midnight.

EMG explaining original St. Joe school building to PJr.

Our fellow-travelers – PJr and Nedda – ran into serious delays.  They were scheduled for late arrival, but then their flight was delayed until 11p or so Phx time.  They made good time thereafter but still didn’t get to the Burr Oak until 8a local time.  (Americinn and Brookstone:  both sold out.)  It’s good to be young and strong.

EMG using St. Joe history book to add some details for benefit of PJr/Nedda . . . 

Saturday 13 June

PJ up at 8a or so - coffee, cinnamon rolls!  We chattered and chattered about various.  Grandma and PJ make rhubarb pie.  (Throwback to an occasional kitchen task from my youth - I cut the rhubarb – fabulous quality stuff courtesy Dick Erpelding.)

Nedda with Grandma . . .
Caroline explaining quilting.



PJr & Nedda arrive by 11a with about 24 hours or so available before heading back.  Grandpa did a really nice job of giving them a St. Joe history overview – including quite-enoyable discussion of boarding school anecdotes  They were great listeners; Grandma chimed in helpfully as she does; PJ and I even heard a few new things; this session actually was very nice, memorable.  Then had late dinner – with that rhubarb pie, which was a winner.

Next – a delightful, lengthy road trip; fun for all, but with underlying purpose of wanting to show Nedda around on her first visit.

Caroline's apartment in Algona (PJr, PJ, Grandma, Carline, me, EMG)

-----------Stop #1:  visit Caroline in Algona – talked about quilting (and quilting history), etc.  She serves up beverages and snacks.  Conversation among G&G and C in hallway as we leave is touching – these three have been acquainted quite a while.
These three old friends had so many laughs talking in hallway
as we prepared to head to next stop on our road trip . . . 

One more time . . . 
------------Stop #2:  Irene Bormann house.  But we didn’t stop in. Just wanted to show Grandma’s home place.

------------Next:  took gravel roads to our farm home from there, including circling the section such that we arrive from the south.  (Also swung past Kohlhaas/Bormann sites, and the Spring Valley mansions).

Travelin' group pose in shed, in front of corn shellers and whatnot.

Explaining the "home place" to Nedda on a lovely late afternoon.

With my parents in the "boys room" upstairs . . . identifying a few things
worthy of taking over to the "new" house in St. Joe . . . 


Grandma . . . watching, reflecting . . . 





*sigh*
------------Stop #3:  farm where we all grew up.  Deterioration of the house is accelerating.  I’m ready to get out of the house fairly quickly this time but Grandma is visibly lingering room to room, she and Grandpa are looking at stuff, this makes me sad.  They decide to haul back to St. Joe a cardboard box with some of Mary’s stuff.  Then we walk around the yard a bit.  Late afternoon/early evening – the sun is out for pretty much the first time since we arrived in St. Joe and washes the old, past-its-prime place with that yellow glow – just gorgeous.  We stand around in the yard; some picture-taking; some talking; some silence; evocative-ness factor is strong.  Grandma was quietly taking all this in – PJ standing with Grandma off by the shed while Grandma looks over the scene and watches the rest of us wander around the yard and buildings and point and talk, and talk, about this and that – she tells PJ about how very sad she is that she won’t get to see this kind of thing anymore.  Ach.

-------------Drive toward St. Joe; swing south at Jim Butler corner and look around Ray Gales property (stop #4).  The sun is still hanging in the west with that yellow-ish light . . .

With Daryl and Kathy Baker at St. Joe cemetery
-------------Stop #5:  St. Joe cemetery – randomly run into Daryl & Kathy there – visit the family graves – perfect weather and lighting conditions – evocative-ness, cont’d.
Visiting grave of Irvin Bormann on a glorious summer evening (St. Joe cemetery)


-------------Stop #6:  go to Livermore for church supper - $5 for burger, baked beans, potato salad, dessert ($10 to upgrade to steak sandwich).  Is this really a fund raiser?  Pleasant chats with various – luminaries such as Spud, Ken E., Tom Berte, Darold Hofer, Leo Bormann, Leo's Irene; Eugene Mertz was playing bingo so we didn't get to say hi to him until his usual beverage duty at Livermore breakfast the following morning.  

Livermore parish supper - best deal around (including custom dollar coozies).
End of our fine road trip - back to St. Joe – where we take sunset photos as we fight skeeters.  Followed by quite a bit of Irvin Bormann discussion as PJr and Nedda have scheduled a Cassino tour when they’re in Europe in a few weeks – Grandma enjoying showing various items.  But plenty of other topics.  They head back to Burr Oak around 11p or so, we all wrap up by midnight or prior.

St. Joe and family history discussions . . . continued into the evening.

Sunday 14 June

All attend 10a Mass followed by customary yakking in church.  Then to Livermore Legion hall for pancake breakfast.  Back to St. Joe house; eventually (but after full demo of downstairs exercise equipment) PJr and Nedda head to MN to visit Nick/Maeve/Beau before airport.  Back in St. Joe:  afternoon naps!

Reviewing Irvin Bormann information with his sister (PJr & Nedda heading
to Cassino within the month)

At night:  baby shower for Anna Bormann Olson at Mark & Sue’s place – a very nice event indeed, we were there a few hours.  Enjoyed catching up with those folks.  Back at St. Joe - watched second half of NBA finals game with Grandpa.  Followed by more chatting ‘til our typical midnight wrap-up.

Monday 15 June 

Hospice nurse stops by in the morning.  PJ had bought groceries for spaghetti/meatballs for Sa or Su supper so makes these up for M dinner instead.  Grandma left for card club at 1:30p, which gave us a little time to speak with Grandpa before heading to the airport around 2p

Our group just after breakfast at Livermore Legion hall (in front of Irvin Bormann's flag)

In sum:

Very different trip than the prior month, lucky to have two entirely-different-but-equally-fine experiences.  This was small group, relaxed, G&G both did great.  Grandma didn’t seem a whit different than five weeks ago, except we had the sense that she is more strongly feeling the clock ticking.  It’s just hard to believe she’s that ill, but there it is.  When we say goodbye we don’t really feel like it might be the last time we see her in such (relatively) good shape, as we will want to return probably late July or thereabouts depending on how things are going.


Monday, February 24, 2014

Brahms Requiem (Arizona Musicfest, February 23, 2014)

After these events it is a bit of a challenge to try to express in words a couple concepts that run deeper than words - the power of participation in a musical performance like this; the strength of a family that supports that participation.

family members in attendance . . . 
This was my fourth year performing with Arizona MusicFest orchestra and choir; year three for PJr.  CPG and I had performed the Brahms Requiem in 2012 with Choral Union - also a delightful experience.  It is a wonderful, moving work.

As I've done occasionally in the past, I'll post my thoughts about the work by pasting my pre-concert email right into this post (it appears at bottom).

For me, the thrill of participating in these performances is not wearing off, even slightly.  Perhaps it has something to do with 30+ years primarily in a work-a-day setting, such that the punctuation provided by these performance opportunities remains so compelling. But I think it's moreso the fundamental wondrous-ness of these events - among the very finest works of art produced by anyone, anywhere, anytime.  During the performance I find myself - amidst Brahms's genius being communicated by high-level orchestra, soloists, chorus - in a bit of awe, and wishing that time could slow down.


Then there's the surrounding family support-narrative.  Not just for attending the concert - though that alone is a significant time commitment for folks with busy schedules.  PJ spends four hours Sunday morning shopping and prep'ing food.  After the concert, I'm just sitting around talking (ok, also sipping; bourbon in this case) with our guests about the performance and whatever - center of attention for the portions of the conversation that are focused on the concert - while PJ and her food prep assistants - not the center of attention - swirl around smiling, talking, but always working and getting things done:  one appetizer after another appears, drinks are poured, then the grill gets going, all of a sudden a full meal is ready for everyone, then the emptied dishes disappear, then dessert appears from somewhere.  PJ and team is swirling around throughout, smiling; I'm still sitting around talking and enjoying myself immensely, without having to do anything while this huge effort - which makes the evening - goes on around me.

It makes for a pretty good life, I say.
________________________________

From: Paul Gales
Sent: Saturday, February 22, 2014 11:20 PM
Subject: Brahms Requiem

Hi folks –

Brahms’s Requiem is often called the “German Requiem” because he wrote it to be performed in the vernacular (German in his case, of course) rather than in Latin.  We will be performing it in the vernacular tomorrow (English in our case, of course). CPG and I were in a German-language performance back in 2012, and at bottom is a slightly adapted version of what I wrote then regarding the seven movements.

Performance time will be around 70 minutes – so a long single work, but a short overall program for the concert.

Brahms was a late Romantic composer of incredible skill; also a deeply religious figure who supposedly studied the Bible every night.  (And in chaste love, or something, with Robert Schumann’s piano virtuoso wife, but that’s another story.)

In addition to the wondrous music – which really needs to be the focus here – the work operates at the intersection of three fundamental notions:  coping with sorrow at losing loved ones who have died; coping with the fragile nature of our own existence; and wondering whether those others who have passed away – and yes, eventually we ourselves – experience an afterlife.

I think about how audiences received the Requiem when Brahms wrote this in the 1860s.  Premature death was commonplace.  People of all ages died at home.  The wake was held at home.  Everyone regularly attended funerals.  Watching others die must have given pause to even the young-and-healthy – very aware of mortality, the transitory nature of our lives.  And the Christian faith predominated.  For those that perhaps no longer believed – an increasing percentage post-Enlightenment – they still had been educated in a Christian setting and were entirely familiar with the concepts.  The Bible passages selected by Brahms were the language 19th century Europeans used as a framework to think about those three fundamental notions.

So what do we make of this in 2014 – when most folks die in an antiseptic hospital or hospice setting; very few die prematurely; and religious faith – and certainly spending time reflecting on notions two and three of the three notions mentioned a couple paragraphs above – are out of fashion, to say the least? 

All this is beyond me, but I do suggest a simple and pretty obvious thought:  that almost certainly we must miss out on a lot in life if we too-rigorously avoid thinking about death – can one really feel the precious-ness of what we experience day to day if we don’t see it through lens of fragility, uncertainty, and an inevitable, daily-approaching end-point?

Too many of us who will be attending the concert tomorrow have been faced with thinking about this in the context of very recent losses of very close family members.  Perhaps you will find this performance another opportunity to reflect on this.  I know I will be thinking during the performance of folks we’ve lost, as I have during the rehearsals.

In any event – the music is pretty amazing.  The orchestra and soloists are professional-plus level.  The church provides a unique seating opportunity – you will be able to see the conductor communicate with the orchestra and chorus, pick out individual parts, etc.  How exciting that this work allowed the supremely-talented Brahms to work with such a wide palette - full orchestra, full chorus, soloists, and endless subsections and combinations.  Watch the sections come in and out; listen for lines moving back and forth among us.  Don’t just follow the sopranos and violins, who tend to stand out because of their higher pitch – there are lovely, interesting things happening throughout.

It’s also quite a thought, at least to me, that this work has been performed regularly for 150 years now – with every likelihood that performers and audiences alike will be enjoying it 150 years hence.  It’s exciting to be a part of the continuum with these works.

Paul Jr. and I are grateful for the support, and hope you much enjoy.

------------------- 

(from April 2012):

Things I suggest listening for:

  1. As far as “requiems” go – this is the opposite of the Verdi.  Verdi was fire and brimstone.  This is sorrowful, meditative, hopeful, ultimately confident.
  1. Seven movements.  Conceived as an integrated arc – movements 1 and 7 have similarities, as do movements 2 and 6, as do 3 and 5. 
  1. This effect is most readily heard in movements 1 and 7 – you’ll hear “selig sind . . .” in both of these – “blessed are those who mourn for they shall be comforted”.  Very similar feel between the two. 
  1. Movement 2 – the beginning section evokes a funeral procession, to the graveyard or whatever.  The timpani drives this along, it sounds great with live orchestra. 
  1. Movement 4 stands on its own – closest to God – the main melody has been used as a hymn, so may sound familiar - “how lovely is thy dwelling place”.  Brahms’ original version for full orchestra and chorus is a delight.  Written in 3/4, sometimes feels waltz-ish.  
  1. Movement 5 – soprano soloist – it may be hard to focus on anything other than the soloist’s melody because it’s so wondrous, I would say “achingly so” in some segments.  But I really like the way Brahms has the orchestra and chorus working their lines underneath the soprano soloist, so listen for this.  When we sing “einen seine Mutter . . .” in complement to the soloist, it just sounds cool – translates to something about “his Mother will comfort . . .” (Added 2/22/14:  We were told in rehearsals that this movement was added after the other six movements had been written, specifically as Brahms’s way of dealing with the death of his own mother, which occurred during the three-year period while the work was written.  As you listen, I’m pretty sure that will give a different cast to what you’re hearing.  It’s just wonderful.) 
  1. Among other charms, movement 6 has a great fugue for its final few minutes – you won’t be able to miss when the alto section starts it off – “Herr du bist wurdig . . .”  - something about “Lord you are worthy to receive glory and honor”.  This is fun to sing as the various parts come in and out of the fugue’s main theme.  Very clear, great finish. 
  1. And what I really like is saved for last – at the end of the fugue that completes movement 6 – it really seems like the entire work would just be over.  But not with Brahms – he adds movement 7 – it leads off with a wondrous soprano line (which the bass/baritone immediately repeat).  (And yes, the words are “selig sind . . . “ (Added 2/22/14:  “blessed are they . . .” in the English text) just like in movement 1.)  Listen for this soprano line, it’s a perfect way to set off the fugue that just ended movement 6, it brings back the meditative mood.  (And it’s really neat when the line comes back in a tenor section “solo” a few minutes later.)  Movement 7 is a joy – very much “romantic” era feel, just a great finish as it hearkens back to movement 1, but with more. 
Paul M. Gales
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Saturday, April 20, 2013

First house

There was a pretty big event in mid-April that was rather glossed over - I think because so much other stuff was going on right then.  PJr and Nedda closed on the purchase of their first home!  (And moved in just a few days later (April 13 weekend).)  (Roommates Nadia and Pumbaa followed along in a few days.)

kitchen crew in action in new house
PJr and Nedda found a really lovely place about three miles west/southwest from "Village Fairways" - a neighborhood we always liked (and actually looked at several places with a realtor during our wandering-years).  House is pretty recently constructed, in great shape, beautiful yard, mountain views (will stop since am sounding like a listing agent's ad).

Competing events that very weekend included a CPG birthday celebration in California (that included Nicole and EPG), Diamondbacks homestand keeping POC tied up, and a trip by the Reghabis.

kitchen crew posing
So that left Patricia and I as pretty much the only family members in town to assist with moving.  We had dinner with the housebuyers on Friday evening.  Then we helped them, after a fashion, for parts of Saturday and Sunday.  There is something tremendously exciting about the moving process, I never get tired of it. (Recalling the fun associated with the 7th/Washington move-in, discussed in the middle of this post.)  PJ seems to thrive in kitchen packing and kitchen set-up modes.  Nicole brought over lunch on Sunday (before going to another kickball loss), then we also had dinner there Sunday evening.

This will be a good place to gather.  First house = important marker.

(We did a lousy job of taking photos, so I'm just including the few cell phone shots that I have.)

Day two business:  new ping pong table (after hours of assembly work with Pat H)