Dave and Marge

When we moved to San Leandro from Japan in the Spring of 1969 the Imbeau's were very much in residence there in the Oakland Meeting. Now 41 years later they are still very much in residence in our hearts. Mom and I were invited down to their home(s) in the San Diego area often, and this last time was when Dave and Marge were out West for the Winter, staying at Louise's home in La Mesa.
We had done this before; come for the day. Mom and the Mr.& Mrs. would sit, talk, and catch up/reminisce and Louise and I would drive around on errands, talk, and do the same. It was a wonderful way to spend a day.

There is nothing so sweet as old, good friends. They have been a constant in my life, a certainty, a grounding. Through good times, bad times, ups and downs. They survived with us my parent's divorce, walked with us in the one-by-one gathering to the Lord's name, the moves, the grandchildren, great-grandchildren, losses, gains, growing up, growing old, whatever we did, they did in tandem. I can say with assurance that they feel the same about us. I know, because they've told me.
I thank the Lord Jesus for this un-fathomable blessing.
I thank the Lord for Marge; she has been a second-mother, an unflappable hostess, a generous, kind, and faithful example.
I thank the Lord Jesus for Dave; He has been a father to me and on more than one occasion (often when I needed it the most and was not aware of it myself) the Lord would send him with his ever welcoming arms, his kind eyes, and his monumentally large heart (room for yet another daughter).

About this time, last year

Isn't it amazing how that year goes by so fast? I was trying (frustrating-ly) to up/down load stuff on my old laptop and it's so slow these days. I'd heard that photos take up alot of space and that I should erase them when I've finished with whatever I intended to do with them.
This is one of those intends.
I was hired by First Baptist Church of Hemet to sew their Christmas Pageant Choir's new robes. Mind you, they asked late in November! I was certainly put to the speed test this time!
With the help of sister Janet, who came with me to the meeting room to utilize the large pass-through as a cutting surface, and her handy set of rotary cutters, we were able to cut out the 40+ multiple size robes. We were exhausted and covered head to foot with purple glitter by the time we were done!
As you can see, I documented the empty fabric bolts so I would have a proof of the volume of dark purple, stretchy, glitter infused, one-way nap knit. UGH! I never want to see it again.

At first they wanted specially fitted sizes like 2 and 24. I convinced them that the robes were not so form fitting to warrant such specificity, we'd settle for X-small to XXX large and be done.