Marathon fun is what we like about our family and friends reunion. Not everyone likes to flume, however. Brothers Bill,
and Clark,
and Clark’s fiancee Theresa, stay away from the flume. The kids thought it was cool when we requested that they squirt us with their squirt guns to help us keep cool.
Ted ended up the undisputed champion at horseshoes. I saw the pros play in Texas and I tried to show them how it was really done, but they declined to listen.
The gang likes to get in a game or two of hearts. Others played solitaire and cribbage.
As the day ended, even the adults got silly with balloons and glow glasses.
Theo put the balloons to another use and things got even sillier.
We decided against fireworks and at the end of the day, the kids were happy with S’mores prepared around a small barbeque pit. Several of us decided to take a walk and ran into my neighbors Cameron Stewart and Bob Snowdon at my driveway entrance with rifles. They were chasing a herd of five feral pigs roaming the neighborhood and wrecking gardens and ornamental plantings. On down the road, we ran into three more hunters. We decided we’d better get out of gun range. I learned later they managed to kill two of them. They are a new menace in Murphys. The pigs normally range in and around Wilseyville and Railroad Flat.
The next morning, everyone pitched in for clean-up. The tents removed, garbage picked up, ice chests drained and leaves swept up, and life returned to normal. Sort of.
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