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The Final Woman's Day Column

My last column for Woman's Day is in the July issue (that's why you can't find me in the August issue)-- I'm sorry to say. It's funny that I posted what I thought was the last one on facebook last week, but it wasn't-- I wrote the columns four months ahead, so it gets a little confusing. Also, blog readers will no doubt recognize this story, as parts of it were written here, first.

Just Now, When I Needed It.

How nice was this to wake up to?

 As W.S. Merwin writes in his poem Just Now:

 In the morning as the storm begins to blow away

the clear sky appears for a moment and it seems to me

that there has been something simpler than I could ever


simpler than I could have begun to find words for

Sunday's Thought

 From Margert Craven's novel,  I Heard the Owl Call My Name--

"But when I reach here, and see the great scar where the inlet side shows its bones, for a moment I know."

"What my lord?"

"That for me it has always been easier here where only fundamentals count, to learn what every man must learn in this world."

"And that, my lord?"

"Enough of the meaning of life to be ready to die."


Memorial for Richard Boyce set for July 12

The Boyce family has scheduled a memorial & potluck for Richard at the Ft. Seward Parade Grounds next Thursday (July 12) beginning at 4 PM. Bring a dish to share and a story to tell after the eulogy. They have scheduled the event after the weekly gillnet opening so the fleet could be here, so please pass the word on to your fishing friends before they leave. Randa Syzmanski is in charge of the potluck, so call her if you have questions.

Finding the Good in a Fisherman's Death

Richard Boyce's friends and fellow fisherman Jim Syzmanski and his wife Randa aim to buy new inflatable suspenders for the rubber bib overalls of every fisherman in the Haines fleet. Jim told me yesterday at the cannery picnic that some good  must come of Dick's death, and he is determined to make that so.  To donate on-line click here, or you may mail a check to the Richard Boyce Inflatable Suspenders Memorial Fund, P.O. Box 418 Haines, AK. 99827.

Goodbye to Richard

There was a woman riding a recumbent bike down the road this morning at about 6 mile, and Chip slowed to talk with her just before fisherman Richard Boyce's place. Chip doesn't usually slow down, much less stop when we're riding, and he is never a big talker. I do that, but this morning I didn’t feel like it, especially there, where on mornings when he is not fishing, we often see Richard heading to town for coffee. That will never happen again. I wish I knew that the last time we waved or he timed us with his truck's speedometer.

Technical Difficulties

Yes, I will blog again, but it may take a day or two until I can write more than a few lines. I am having some trouble with my computer. The battery and power cord aren't working properly. (I am at 20% right now.) Bad sign.

Summer Day Postcard

 Last night I asked Chip if he had planned anything big, you know, like a trip to Italy for our 30th anniversary today. Then I looked up the gift for 30 years of marriage, so he could have a head's up. Imagine the grin when I read that this is the pearl anniversary.  Guess we have that covered thanks to lovely puppy Pearl. You should know that there is a Farmer's Market tomorrow from noon-2, and a Lighting of the Library planning meeting at 4pm at the library. Also, Nelle still needs someone to pick up ice for the 4th of July picnic and people to set up and take down the tents.



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