Saturday was not the end of the world!

Seattle connections

Last Saturday was, according to one fellow, supposed to be the end of our world.  Luckily the prediction was wrong.  It so happened that a couple I've known for twenty-five years were passing through Sacramento on vacation and planned to spend the weekend visiting me.  By coincidence my sister-in-law who now spends winters in Arizona was headed back to Washington State for the summer.  I know she wanted to see me, but she really wanted to see my friend Dee and her newborn baby.  On Saturday I had a house full of old friends, relatives, and a brand new friend—all with connections to Seattle, my old hometown.  I don't have such a windfall of visitors that often.  I hope it's the start of a new era.