This week finally saw some changes, actually the previous weekend of September 30-October 1. It seems I did go back down after all. At least a few things did get accomplished. I did not note if they came up for me or I decided to take the bus down. Changed plans were not too rare at this point. Anyway from my entry on October 5, here is the low down.
October 5, Thursday
As I wrote on Monday: "Saludos amigo. Another dreary Flagstaff Monday. I rode the bus up from Sedona last night after going to see Al Nuanez and leving Junior, poor little battered burro, there. He got dragged about fiity yards and wore some nasty sores on him, poor baby. Most donkeys I would not mind so much but I felt so sorry for him because he has always been sweet. Puani, Cyn Mas and Twinkles are on a pasture and the other four are on the lot in Clemanceau at what is the family's new, probably temporary, home. It is so weird to know Dusty lived arond there and worked on those little shacks about twenty years ago, probably his first stop in Arizona after leaving the navy and moving west. He might have lived in that very one and most certainly did something on it at some time. Of course it is not permanaent, but it is a damn sight better than a tent or a barn.
But that is behind me until next weekend at least. I hope longer as I have literally heaps and scads of things to do. So back to today. It is Thursday right now. I have a bunch of new clothes and have taken up lots of hems etc. Classes have rolled along. I got a letter from Mary, a box and a letter from Mama Witt and a new record in the mail so far. I mailed off the affidavit on Tuesday morning so it should have gotten to them okay. This evening I struggled with accounting for awhile and then wrote a couple of letters on the typewriter. I turned my Appaloosa/Nez Perce paper in for Adv Comp on Tuesday. Everybody is all excited about homecoming events. I'm not terribly enthused biut I hope i can stay here this weekend anyway. There is always a chance that Dusty will be in town or passing through for one thing. I wonder how the hearing came out today, I probably won't hear until I go down unless they come up for me tomorrow and I'll have a small fit if they do.
I got a new gold kilt skirt to wear with my navy sweater and socks to the game, I'm afraid my boots won't fit over the heavy soclks though. So I don't know what shoes I'll wear. Maybe I'll just wear nylons. It is almost 11:30. I didn't take much of a nap having gone to Colleen's Stanley Party this afternoon and been busy the rest of the day. So I'll be about half dead in the morning again. Maybe I'll really sleep late on Saturday and Sunday. Hae to see the parade at 10:30 and the game at 2:00 on Saturday and get some numbers for Charlie Mike with a walk in the rail yard on Sunday. Except for that, I'm free as a bird. Okay, more homework to do...but I won't worry about that now. So long then. Off to the showers with me.
Explains needed? Some. I did go down and had a part in the folks moving to the little house they rented in Clemenceau. How they swung or found that I do not know or recall. The animals got moved and how or why the one little burro went to the Verde Valley School, I draw a blank, even how he got dragged. Trying to lead him or move him behind the truck? Or load him or ??? Was I the one who dealt with Mr Nuanez? Again no memory. I dimly recall having dinner in Sedona while waiting for the bus but with whom I have no idea. So much is still a vague, fogged jumble at this point. For the moment, the horses were covered and that was a relief. I do not recall where the three young mares went but a pasture around Cottonwood somewhere. Chief may have been staked to a hitching post but Leo ran loose in the yard by the small house. Buzzie and Lyno were there also. Of course The Boss was totally obcessed with 'legal' stuff so I guess Charlie Mike and Mom feed the four anyway and saw they had water. There was room for them to walk around enough that exercise was not an issue. And I did get a typewriter. It was a small portable that I found at a pawn shop or second hand store in Flagstaff and got for a very moderate cost. It served me well for a long time. I invested in easy-erase bond--a ream?-- and used a bit of wite-out at times as I was not a great typist but did get better over time. Summer roommate Colleen was engaged or married to her on and off boyfriend now and had the Stanley party to get her household set up.
Pictures? Here are a few from that site, anyway. I did get some there. First I am holding Buzz and Lyno in the dirt street in front of the place. Next shows Leo, Chief and Ringo, the little dog, in the yard and then Mom holding Chief with the house in the background. It really wasn't bad--two bedrooms and a bath with functioning necessities. It was probably roughly furnished since they had nothing of that kind It was mayabe more rustic than this looks but not a real dump or shack.
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