It was a late night waiting for the election results. The voting machines jammed, and the clerk wanted to be extra sure all the ballots were accounted for. The No Recall side won, 600 and some votes to 400 and change for all three of us.
Yup, all three of us kept our Haines Borough Assembly seats tonight. Tresham Gregg, me, and Tom Morphet- by 100 votes.Yay!
The CVN/ KHNS radio forum went well. You can listen to it here and decide for yourself if we are guilty as charged. The recall supporters declined to answer questions or speak in favor of it. Don Turner did sit in the audience, but refused to comment. I hope the picture on the front page of the paper of their three empty seats is worth 400 votes. The election is Tuesday, but you may vote early today at the borough office until 5 o'clock.
I have been out of town is all--Way out of town. About as far as you can go-- to the Aleutian chain, Unalaska and the Port of Dutch Harbor, helping my daughter move in for her new job at the school there. There is very limited email and cell service, which, to be honest, is kind of nice. (It's 2,000 miles west & south of Juneau and still in Alaska.)
I was in Juneau for a wedding (more on that later) when Variety announced that my books are being turned into a semi-fictional TV drama series-- Here's the official scoop.
I really am excited (and a little nervous) to be part of all of this. I have a whole lot of confidence in the FremantleMedia team and my representatives to do right by my work, family, and community-- since it's all wrapped up together.
I drop everything for house guests, and when they are family even more so and it's been a full house for a few weeks now, what with the kids from Juneau and now my dad, Papa Bob, is here. There is also something about the days after Solstice that makes me feel like holding on tight to good times with the people around me. Another birthday came and went, and that always makes me happy. There was a baby in church yesterday and one of our elders is in hospice care, and last night we celebrated a friend's 70th birthday party.
Cycling back into town after an eventful spin along the muddy Chilkat River this morning all I smelled were roses and toast. The wild roses are doing much better with the cool gray weather than my geraniums, and when it is only 50 and nearly July, the campers in the RVs make a lot of toast. There is comfort in everything about toast. Sure, a person should stop and smell the roses, but you can eat toast.
It's been busy, what with the kids from Juneau here, making six grandchildren in town at once. Babysitting at nap time is my duty, and seeing as how baby Molly often sleeps on my bed and I don't want her to roll off, I have no choice but to catch up on summer reading. I loved Ann Tyler's Vinegar Girl and for you cyclists, Gironimo! by Tim Moore about recreating the "very terrible" 1914 Tour of Italy with vintage gear.