...after more than nine decades of crowing the sun up
Friday, September 19, 2003
Received today a lovely framed photograph from my trail guides from the Clark Ridge climb... .
It showed us standing -- six adults (and one infant asleep in a backpack) standing abreast in front of that handsome old cypress high atop the ridge. Nicest thing was that the person who sent it to me said, "...we've named the old log where you stopped to recover from the difficult ascent -- "Betty's Rest" What a lovely tribute!
They couldn't have known that Monday is my birthday, and that this gift marks the day in a rather remarkable way.