Tuesday, August 13, 2024

Adventure 931: Life in Gulps/44

It's been a busy time since our wildly successful family camp. I attended the memorial of my coaching idol, Ron Brown, who passed away a week after his ninetieth birthday at his home in Centralia, Washington. Ron served as the head coach of Centralia Boys Basketball for 56 years amassing 739 wins along the way, two state championships and several placings along the way. His teams also won championships in baseball, girls softball, and tennis during his tenure as a teacher and coach. Besides that, Ron was the best man I ever met. He practiced kindness, humility, and he showed a genuine interest in everyone he met. He was the kind of guy who made those around him want to be better. We'll miss him. His memorial was held in the Centralia gym. The bleachers were pulled and chairs were placed on Ron Brown Court. Six or seven hundred people attended the service. Former players spoke, and to a person, they related the same message that I've always felt: He made us all feel like we were the most important person in the world. We should all aspire to live our lives as well as Ron Brown lived his.

When I got home, I spent some time at the lake on Davey Boy. I'm lucky to have the opportunity to enjoy the beauty of our Pacific Northwest.

The big news lately was last night. Judy and I celebrated our thirty-fifth wedding anniversary. We attended the Van Gogh exhibit and then enjoyed a very nice dinner at a South Spokane restaurant called Luna. Amazingly enough, sitting at the table next to us was Dick Iverson, whose late wife taught with Judy, and who is some relation to Kel Friesen's mother. Judy and I were married in the Iverson's backyard in 1989. Quite serendipitous!

So basically, life is good, especially today.

For those keeping score, the winner is Coach Brown.


Coach Brown holding the first of two state championship trophies.


The game ball from his 700th win. He ended his career with 739, third best in the state.


Coach Brown swag.


More swag.
The next coach has large shoes to fill.


Timmy Boy, one salty sailor.


One morning I was startled awake by the squawking of these gulls.


Davey Boy safely moored in Harrison, Idaho.
Selfie of the day: Still grinning after thirty-five years.


House baked bread  for a start.


Delicious crab cakes for a starter.


Just fabulous beet salad.
A nice bottle of Sauvignon Blanc with dinner.


Strawberry shortcake, courtesy of the house, for dessert.



And a nice glass of port to top the night off. I must be the luckiest guy in the world.

 

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