Sunday, October 11, 2009

Lesley's Day

.Yesterday, we went north, up along the reservoir and passed through the Seneca Nation. This casino goes on and on, a huge complex. Gambling is legal here, because they are their own country. This casino makes the tribe a lot of money. We've never been, even though they have some very good shows up there, comedians and musicians.
We left the Seneca Nation and headed back back into Pennsylvania. Our destination was a little town that is noted for, of all things, a terrible accident (long ago from the type of car). Apparently, owner had indulged too much at the bar, came out, hopped into his car, and somehow wound up on the roof of the bar. The bar owners, realizing how much it would cost to get the car down simply said, "Okay, then," and changed the name of the bar, painted some words on the car, and there the car has remained ever since. This story is not true.
But this is a true story here: We were headed to a party for Lesley. Lesley just finished treatment for breast cancer, and being a woman of high good spirit, she celebrated. This is Lesley with her daughter Karley, holding the cake she made for the occasion.

Lesley's mother, Kay, made me an afghan. She used all the colors of a fire. She wanted me to see it and feel warm. It was extremely thoughtful, and I was embarrassed. It was Lesley's special day, after all. But it was a wonderful thing to do, and I thank you Kay. I worked with Kay years ago. Little did I know that I would cross paths with her, and in such a remarkable way.
We met Lesley's family, and swapped stories, and even met a shirt tail relative - a cousin to my niece's husband. I was surprised at the number of people at that party that had their own battles with cancer. Gosh. We are everywhere.
As the sun went down, it began to get cold (there were frost warnings for the night). So Tim and I left. We went into Bradford, and I got a cup of hot coffee. I took a picture of this building because I love the art deco trim around the top of it. I rode home sipping coffee, with a warm afghan across my aching legs. It was a nice day, spent celebrating a wonderful milestone with my good friend.
A joy shared is a joy doubled.
I was glad to be a part of it, Lesley.


Kelly said...

I love Lesley's cake. :)

Lesley said...

I was absolutely over-joyed and proud to have celebrated it with you and I was was extremely glad that you were able to come. I hope you had a great time and that you enjoy the afghan and that it keeps you warm and gives you very comforting thoughts and feelings. We will definitely have to get together again. Maybe next time we can get Tim to eat too!!! (By the way... I hope the food was good too!! LOL) *HUGS*

WhiteStone said...

Congrats to Lesley upon completing her treatment. And warm thoughts are coming our way, Deb, from Iowa. Now, I'm heading to bed.

Debby said...

No...Tim ate. The chicken was great, and I watched carefully to be able to duplicate it at home. The food was good, and so was the company. It was great to be a part of your day.

sherry ♥ lee said...

What a lovely post -- from the untruth about the car (lol!) to the truth about the party for Lesley. And bless her mother for making an afghan for you...yes, it was Lesley's day but as you said, in realizing how many at the party have been touched by cancer...we ARE everywhere (sad but true). And Kay obviously has a soft spot for you and wanted to bless you with her afghan...I'm glad she did!! ♥

Lesley said...

It wasn't just a party for me tho Debby... it was for ALL of us... for EVERYONE who is a cancer SURVIVOR!!! My Mom (Kay), my Sister, and I... YOU Debby, Chris T. and everyone else who is a survivor... we were celebrating for us all!!! :)

PaintedPromise said...

yay for ALL the survivors!!!!