It’s my day off and I got up with the crack of dawn to see Steven off to work at 5am. It really is late for me, I usually am up at 3:30am to get to work by 5am. So, really I got to sleep in, he he he. I love to paint to loud music, loud meaning volume not type. I sway towards instrumental or jazz while painting, I can’t seem to paint a straight line while singing at the top of my lungs. Imagine that, Lol. Funny how music can take you down memory lane. Dave Koz’s All of My Life from Tootsie came on and I immediately stepped into the past.
We always camped for 10 days in Humboldt Redwoods State Park every August. The kids (Oh and believe me us too) looked forward to that trip all year! I think for the kids it was anticipated even more, they got to see the wacky, playful, uncensored side of their Dad. We really played hard those 10 days, cramming as many memories as we could to last the other 355 days of the year. There are still catch phrases and expressions that have the ability to make us all laugh when we hear them.
Our oldest daughter, Maureen was born with double jointed toes, unbeknownst to us. She had high arches and wide feet, we really didn’t think anything was unusual, so did her Dad. As she got older though, she started to trip or just fall taking a normal step, running was out of the question. We brought her in several times, no answers. However, on one trip we saw a nurse practitioner. She took one look at her feet and answered all our questions. The double jointed toes had given Maureen huge bunions from the repetitive popping of joints. No wonder she kept having problems walking, the toes would bend upwards and down she would go. Her feet looked like an 80 year olds. The achilles tendon had pulled so tight in the process that she couldn’t pull her foot upward as she walked. The toes were pushed outward by the bunions at a 45 degree angle. I felt so terrible, the criticism and teasing she must have endured.
Maureen insisted on having the surgery for the first foot ASAP. She was the youngest Kaiser patient to ever have a bunionectomy at age 11. She was on crutches for our annual camping trip. She was a trooper, she went everywhere, those crutches didn’t stop her one bit. We always made a day trip into Ferndale. There was a family run candy store that we always took the kids into. Funny, they always picked out the largest jaw breaker she had, it had to be at least 3″ round, if not larger. This jaw breaker would last the whole time we were camping.
Well, Ferndale was a flutter this year. Dustin Hoffman was filming “Outbreak” and Main Street was now a movie set. They were allowing visitors to still shop and walk around, they just asked you to stay inside the shops when they were shooting a scene. Maureen was getting pretty sore and tired by this time. One of the movie assistants offered her a stool just off the set, she gratefully took it while I went into peek at a stitchery shop. Well, her Dad didn’t want her disrupting or getting in the way so he insisted she continue on when the next scene was going to be shot. Maureen was so upset, she was seconds away from meeting Dustin. She had been kindly offered a seat by his assistant! He was on his way to the set, right to where she was sitting. Maureen has never forgiven her Dad for that, but in his defense he hadn’t a clue.
We waited for the movie to come out and immediately went to see it! It has special meaning to us all. Oh, and Maureen never lets her Dad forget that he ruined her chance to meet Dustin Hoffman!
While traveling down memory lane, I did get the squares basecoated.
All of that from one little song……………… Cyn