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December 10, 1991

Welcome once again from the Pacific Northwest ... my initial draft of this is being typed on a laptop computer while on a ferry from Bremerton to Seattle on Thanksgiving Eve.  Stuffing your face with turkey and watching football while going into mindless glycemic bliss ... what a great tradition!  After an hour has passed, the battle cry of "where's the pie" echoes throughout the house ... one MUST sustain the delirium at least until the end of the game!  Speaking of traditions, tomorrow is one of the few days I have free to Christmas shop ... the day after Thanksgiving always reminds me of the "Night of the Living Dead", tens of thousands of expressionless creatures wandering about ... I just blurt out a "mooooo" periodically to give me that warm feeling of kinship among the masses.
  

This weekend begins the third consecutive season of "Ski King" Instructor Clinics ... I'll be the oldest living cadet (you see you're a "cadet" until you make instructor).   The clinic instructors are masters at discerning diminutive flaws in ski technique ... some of their observations and exercises are beginning to produce positive results.   No more face plants and body sculpture "indentations'' in the snow!   "Isn't that your profile in that mogul over there?"  I try to leave a mark where ever I go and whatever I do.  The Ski King group consists of about 75 instructors and cadets ... who manage to make everyone feel like family.  At the "End of the Season" party at Steven's Pass last year Nora, Jodi and I built a six foot snow bunny ... it was quite entertaining to watch all the Asian tourists stop and take their pictures next to it.

This was definitely the year of nuptial agreements ... witnessed a score of the ritual events this year ... hope you all realize the pressure this puts me under!  But it was fun partying with Marcia and Ed in Maui on their honeymoon.   I'm running low on unique wedding gift ideas ... you just can't find veg-o-matics anymore.
 

This year's formal vacation was spent in Hawaii with Nora, Jeff and Lisa.  Jeff's an old college bud from Wright State University (where? ... well it's not the University of Washington but did provide an affordable quality education).  That really sounds like a used car commercial doesn't it?  Most of my memories of school center around pizza and beer in the campus "Rathskeller" and getting kicked out of the library for being rowdy.  Anyway while on Oahu we hit Waikiki, shopped and piled in the van and headed north to watch the "Banzai Pipeline" boardheads do their thing.  We did our tourist stint stopping at the Dole pineapple plantation and snorkeling at Hanuama Bay.  Our Maui stay included a luau, a helicopter tour of the island, several days of snorkeling, a few great culinary adventures and endless "powershopping".  We had one day of snorkeling where underwater visibility was a hundred feet ... the tropical fish colors and the multitudes along the reefs made for one of the most memorable experiences of my life.

The woman and I took the AMTRAC down to Portland and stayed in a quaint Bed and Breakfast on a weekend escape.  Something about riding on a train causes one's thoughts to transgress into an era of simple comforts and romanticism.  We took my parental units on the Mount Rainier Scenic Railroad dinner train this year for their 42nd wedding anniversary.

One of the more unique concert experiences this year was attending the Sting concert at the Champs de Brionne winery in George (Washington).  George is a small town whose claim to fame is a beautiful natural amphitheater, which overlooks the entire Columbia River basin. Incredible setting for a concert ... they are host to some of the greatest musicians because of their one-of-a-kind stage background.  Another concert of note was Eric Johnson whose album "A Via Musicom" ranks in the top ten of my collection.   My friend Lauren's daughter Kristen Barry was in concert with Ann and Nancy Wilson (of Heart) in a small pub in North Seattle ... great atmosphere for such a rare event.   She is now in the midst of producing an album with a record contract in hand ... quite an accomplishment for someone so young.

A small group of us got together and "played the ponies" at the final season of Longacres (Seattle's only horse racing track). Nora and I won 7 of 9 races and trotted off with $75 in winnings (from $2 bets).  It's sad to watch such a unique form of entertainment being bulldozed so that Boeing can build another plant.

Cultural experiences included Andrew Lloyd Webber's "Phantom of the Opera" in Vancouver, BC by the National Canadian Touring Company.  It was the most elaborate and flawless performance I have ever had the privilege to witness.   The music was hauntingly beautiful and the stage wizardry and settings must have cost millions to engineer and produce ... unforgettable!  We also managed to afford half season tickets to the ACT Theater and Pacific Northwest Ballet locally.  Seeing computer-controlled fireworks synchronized to the Seattle Symphony at an outdoor Fourth of July celebration was another notable activity of the summer.

The University of Washington Huskies have been awesome this year and I was fortunate enough to attend a few of the games.  We were the unruly group waving big plastic "dawg bones" over our heads and screaming "Rose Bowl"! Speaking of the Rose Bowl.  A pack of us are flying down to Pasadena for the Husky New Year's Eve party, the parade and the game the following day. Washington against Michigan will surely prove to be one of the better battles of the year.  Watch for us in the stadium stands!

The '82 Datsun 200SX was replaced this year with a new '91 Honda Accord EX.  It's a white four door with a nice blue-gray interior.  It came with a moon roof and I added a rear spoiler so I wouldn't appear too much like a "middle aged family type".  The most important factor in the selection process was back seat comfort (the Datsun had it if you were a midget with no legs)!  Since I don't know any short amputees I figured the Honda was a good choice.

Our softball motto used to be "it's not how good you are it's how good you look".  Well ... the softball team got a new sponsor and nice blue uniforms and still finished about as well as the Seattle Mariners ... but we "look good''!  Still playing volleyball weekly about half the year also.  A few river rafting trips, some rousing Whirlyball games and a couple of months of weight lifting about wrapped up the year's sporting activities.

The landscaping project took most of spring and all summer, but IT'S DONE!  I had quite a bit of help between Nora and my father with results exceeding expectations.  The yard is an interesting design of exposed aggregate sidewalks and planters, the deck and a mortared rock riverbed roughly paralleling an extended upraised rock berm.  The biggest task was installing an underground sprinkling system ... which took several months to get right.  I've planted quite a bit of bamboo, trees, shrubs and grass.  Yes I finally have grass now ... I guess I'll have to pull the cord on the lawnmower again (sigh).  I also managed to install landscaping lights along the riverbed and fixed the hot tub.  Next year's project is a two car garage (to be contracted out) and an exposed aggregate driveway.  With a leaky roof, I guess I'll have to have the roof done also.  Look there's a glimmer at the end of the tunnel ... I BELIEVE!  Another year should do it.

I'm off to Cedar Rapids. Iowa again on Dec 16-20th, so this Christmas is a little more hectic than usual getting all this year's gifts purchased, wrapped and mailed out before l leave.  My new job at Collins Avionics has evolved into being the manager of the computing facilities there.  A major interrupt-driven multi-tasking position, l am still getting used to.  I haven't read so much technical reference material since college!  Mainframes, PCs, their operating systems and applications software, networking strategies and hardware technology are constantly changing.  It's quite challenging and very different work.

I have a "Charlie Brown Christmas'' playing on the tape deck ... mood music.  If Scrooge listened to this stuff for a while he wouldn't have required the ghostly images that eventually razed his cynicism.  Hope the snow is falling lightly where ever you are and the spirit of the holiday finds you.  New Wave (my feline fur-bearing quadruped) has once again found my lap the place to snooze in.   The standing invitation still applies, if the "spirit" moves you stop and check in.  Don't be such strangers ... I only live 1500 miles from most of you ... where's your sense of adventure?  Well midnight approacheth and the tape just ended, a subtle cue to wrap this up ... so until next year I bid you ado and hoist my eggnog towards the sky in toast to a Happy New Year and a Merry Christmas 1991!

P.S. - Every year I turn into a detective tracking you all down ... there's NO ESCAPE from the Steffens
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