Ralph Vaughan Williams, Te Deum, St Paul’s Cathedral Choir
One of the things I really loved about our house in Gilroy was my loft office. I regularly took time to be grateful for it, and I have written about it here more than once. I don’t have a loft here in Hemet, but I do have a really nice office that I like very much. I’ve finally been able to get it pretty much put together. I still have some things to hang on the walls, but otherwise it’s in pretty good shape and for that I am again grateful.
I am hooked on the Internet. I admit it.
I disconnected our router in Gilroy a week ago Monday and took it back to the cable company office that day, as I knew with the movers arriving on Tuesday it would be plenty chaotic. We spent Tuesday night in a motel in Gilroy that had WiFi, but after arriving here Wednesday afternoon we have been pretty much without access until Monday of this week, when the savior Verizon technician arrived and gave us our Internet access, television, and phone.
In the interim I was sparse with my Internet access on my iPhone because I didn’t want to exceed my data plan allotment. But now order has been restored to the universe and all is good.
I am delighted to have my Internet access back. Not to mention, in the realm of television, Food Network and the Cooking Channel.
I visited the Episcopal church in Hemet on Sunday. The Church of the Good Shepherd. I had no particular expectations, but I was blown away.
It was such an incredible service. They have a magnificent pipe organ that is amazing. The service music was beautiful. The choir was superb. And the musical guests on this particular Sunday were the Hemet High Brass sextet.
The sermon was engaging, inspired, and thought-provoking, with some linguistic material I believe I had known but had forgotten.
The rector takes her pastoral role seriously.
I believe I have found a new church home.
A very successful Monday.
- The Verizon Fios technician installed Internet, telephone, and television.
- We got our two cell phone accounts combined and got local phone numbers.
- We bought a new washer and dryer.
- I found a Radio Shack and got a Y-connector so Terry can use the headphones with the television.
- I figured out how to revive our remote temperature and humidity stations.
- We both enjoyed an Orange Julius.
Ascension Day is next Thursday.
The choirs and congregation of Mount Olivet Church, Arlington, VA, on Ascension Sunday, May 23, 2004, conducted by Bob Swift, Organist/Choirmaster.
My maternal grandfather spent his entire working career in the wholesale nursery business. He was a partner in the Hemet Wholesale nursery business, and he was sales manager for the storied Howard Rose Company. I remember one wall of his office consisted entirely of a huge blown up photograph of a field of roses in bloom, illuminated by fluorescent lighting.
I remember well their acres of nursery stock and roses in cans off of San Jacinto Street between the towns of Hemet (where I grew up) and San Jacinto. What I don’t remember, and I can’t for the life of me figure out why, as I must have passed by there hundreds of times, is the Howard Rose property to the west of town, just before you leave the San Jacinto Valley, where they grew roses.
Both companies are long gone, but my dad pointed out to me that Four Seasons, where Terry and I are settling in, is on land that was once that Howard Rose Company property. It’s never a great thing when agricultural land gives way to other uses, but I have to say that it gives me a certain delight to be living on land that was once an important part of my family’s history, and of the history of the town in which I grew up.
It occurred to me that there is at least one side benefit of our moving to Southern California. I doubt that our two Democrat votes will be missed in the greater Silicon Valley area. There are plenty of those here. But I think that adding two Democrat votes to the Riverside County electorate would be a good thing.
There is a Democrat Party Headquarters in downtown Hemet. I’m thinking of spending some time volunteering there as I begin networking and get acquainted with the community as it exists today.
- New doctor
- New dentist
- New veterinarian
- New hairstylist
- New full-service meat counter
- New dog boarding and daycare
- New dog groomer
- And a new what else??
A lot of research to do.
It hadn’t occurred to me until I sat down to write last Friday’s Secular Music Friday entry, my final one from the San Francisco Bay Area, that I have been here for thirty years. Thirty years? Unbelievable yet true.
I left my beloved Claremont in 1977 to become the store manager and open the new B. Dalton Bookseller in Laredo, Texas. After a year there I moved to Oklahoma City to manage two other B. Dalton stores. I stayed in Central Oklahoma until 1985 when Ruth and I decided to move, for a variety of reasons, to the Bay Area. Our first apartment in Redwood City looked out over the lights of the peninsula and the bay. I remember well the sign lighted in blue on a building, “Bat Area Bank.” We moved to San Jose a year later. I lost Ruth in 1989.
I lived in Los Gatos and then Mountain View. Terry and I got (back) together in 1991. Terry moved up with me to Mountain View in 1993 and we got married in 1994. We lived in Mountain View until 1997 when we bought our house here in Gilroy.
So we’re just a couple of weeks short of eighteen years here in Gilroy, and for me it’s been thirty years in Silicon Valley and the Bay Area.
Tomorrow the movers arrive and Wednesday we get in the car with Tasha and head south. It is a move I would rather not have had to have made, but all will be well and new adventures await.