A Quickie
Wow. That brings a lot of things to mind. Now, get your mind out of there. This isn't about those things.
Today they held a memorial for Alan Dundes, a monument himself in the field of Folkloristics. It lasted for about two and a half hours. Not long after, a tropical front moved in and it rained like hell for about half an hour. It would have to be the hardest rain yet this season. It's still dark and weird out there. It reminds me that three days after my grandfather died, the grandfather clock in the foyer of our house fell flat on its face.
Hmmmm....
Today they held a memorial for Alan Dundes, a monument himself in the field of Folkloristics. It lasted for about two and a half hours. Not long after, a tropical front moved in and it rained like hell for about half an hour. It would have to be the hardest rain yet this season. It's still dark and weird out there. It reminds me that three days after my grandfather died, the grandfather clock in the foyer of our house fell flat on its face.
Hmmmm....
posted by Harry at 5:14 PM
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This means the storm is coming my way and will hit later this evening. Trouble is, tomorrow we have two baseball games to not want rained out. One featuring my star 2nd baseman / center fielder, and then the Cats. Fingers crossed, we shall see.
Was the memorial out of doors, or where?
It was in the auditorium at the Internationla House. I must say that most of the speeches were dry as dust. A couple were funny and touching, however, and he deserved no less. He composed a song entitled "California Centennial" back in 1968. For some damned reason a prof's husband hired a funeral marching band to play it. Shoulda been the Cal Band! What were they thinking? This guy was a total Cal Football fan and wanted to live long enough to see them in the Rose Bowl again.
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