So much for beautiful days! Today it was cold, dreary, windy, overcast--altogether very un-paradisaical. We walked into the park mainly so that we could have the shelter of the trees and avoid some of the wind. Afterward we went over to Circle T to see our friends and fellow volunteers, Vern and Mary. They arrived in the Valley Sunday and spent their first day here trying to find out what was causing Mary's back pain and get it treated. Kidney stones? Aortic aneurysm? After all the tests, doctors suggested that she had probably just strained some back muscles and sent her home with muscle relaxers.
When we stopped by, Patti dropped in with Hippo, who immediately got some Cheerios from his "Grandma Mary." Vern and Mary told us all about the doings at CARE since we left. We got our jackets and fleeces that we accidentally left at CARE--just in the nick of time to wear them for the cold spell for the next few days.
Tonight we attended a concert at the clubhouse again. This one featured the Goldwing Express--another family act, but this one featured Dad and three sons, cracking jokes and playing some smoking guitar, banjo, mandolin, and bass. The bass player was also a bass singer who did a creditable job of some Conway Twitty songs. The boys told us their mom (now deceased) was a full-blooded Creek Indian from Oklahoma. Their dad, on the other hand, was a "full-blooded white guy."
At the dance this afternoon, Hardy talked about a book titled The 4 Percent Universe: Dark Matter, Dark Energy, and the Race to Discover the Rest of Reality. Sounds interesting. The "4%" is the baryonic matter with which we are most familiar.
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