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Happy birthday, dear Arnold
Sep. 26th, 2004 09:44 pmToday was Arnold's 86th birthday, and we had his celebration of life: 11 relatives (all he had besides his two granddaughters, off in college) and about 10 friends, mostly from the Italian conversation group but others from the wine tasting group, neighbors, and my mom's friend Don. Mostly it was just eating, small talk, and cheerful chatting, with some toasts to Arnold, and also to my mom.
S. and M. both showed me and R. quite a few of the art and furniture pieces in the livingroom that we'd never known much about. I still have no clue on how to distinguish Indian, Nepali, and Tibetan statues of aspects of Buddha. S. opened a cabinet I'd never noticed, and picked up a small pot/cup from Italy, which he said was from 350 B.C., and a chip of it fell into his wine glass and dissolved! D. played dinosaur and ball games out back with K&S (her S., but also the one I just mentioned a bit as well), and sat on his aunt Holly's lap to eat his piece of cake. I had several long conversations with my mom's friend Claudia, who is a photographer who especially likes taking pictures of clouds as reflected in puddles.
After the guests left and we discussed the estate some, I borrowed a copy of Kim, the Kipling novel, which I've procrastinated doing for years, so I can read it before it gets packed away. The latest Mary Russell novel is closely related to it, so I'm especially interested, having that book (The Game) still in mind.
( Arnold Childs, 85, Political Scientist, Economist and Italophile )
S. and M. both showed me and R. quite a few of the art and furniture pieces in the livingroom that we'd never known much about. I still have no clue on how to distinguish Indian, Nepali, and Tibetan statues of aspects of Buddha. S. opened a cabinet I'd never noticed, and picked up a small pot/cup from Italy, which he said was from 350 B.C., and a chip of it fell into his wine glass and dissolved! D. played dinosaur and ball games out back with K&S (her S., but also the one I just mentioned a bit as well), and sat on his aunt Holly's lap to eat his piece of cake. I had several long conversations with my mom's friend Claudia, who is a photographer who especially likes taking pictures of clouds as reflected in puddles.
After the guests left and we discussed the estate some, I borrowed a copy of Kim, the Kipling novel, which I've procrastinated doing for years, so I can read it before it gets packed away. The latest Mary Russell novel is closely related to it, so I'm especially interested, having that book (The Game) still in mind.
( Arnold Childs, 85, Political Scientist, Economist and Italophile )