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Ruby Wedding Anniversary – 40 years of bliss that started in Mexico City

40 short years ago in the colonial suburb of Mexico City, Coyoacan, an adventurous Dane and a crazy American promised to live their lives together. So far, so good!

40 short years ago in the colonial suburb of Mexico City, Coyoacan, an adventurous Dane and a crazy American promised to live their lives together. So far, so good!

There’s a bit of an interesting story surrounding this picture. And I’m not talking about the wild adventures through Central America that led up to this moment. We had planned a wonderful wedding and dinner at the San Angel Inn, a beautiful 16th century colonial restaurant now in southern Mexico City. Just one month before the wedding, I came down with hepatitis, amoebic dysentery and salmonella. With the doctor’s assurance that I’d be fine for the wedding date, we didn’t change our plans.

Three days before the wedding, we accepted the reality that I was not going to stand out of bed for more than an hour. Jesper quickly arranged for the Mexican judge to come to us instead of the San Angel Inn. BTW, all marriages in Mexico are civil. The religious ceremony comes after and has no legal status. My girlfriend rescued the dress which I had intended to sew myself, finishing the last touches at the last minute, and our friends crowded into our apartment in Coyoacan overlooking Mexico City.

I literally stood up, got dressed, inked my thumbprint into a massive ledger, gave the appropriate responses in Spanish to the questions posed by the judge – and then went back to bed. As you can imagine, there were quite a few jokes about the bride waiting in the next room.

What easily could have been taken as a terrible omen didn’t turn out that way. 40 years later, we’re still holding hands. And still smiling.

March 20, 2015 at 4:48 pm 2 comments

GONG XI FAT CAI – HAPPY NEW YEAR (of the Sheep)

Happy Chinese New Year!!!!

Happy Chinese New Year!!!!

February 19, 2015 at 8:02 am 1 comment

Best Wishes for a wonderful 2015

S.L. Gore sends you wishes for the best year ever. Happy 2015!

Antinous, Jesper and S.L. Gore sends you wishes for the best year ever. Happy 2015!

December 30, 2014 at 10:58 pm 1 comment

My Christmas mantel for 2014

My Christmas mantle this year reflects my yearning for purity and peace in the world.

My Christmas mantle this year reflects my yearning for purity and peace in the world.

Wishing all of you the most beauteous of holiday seasons. May the gods bestow peace and grace on you and yours. May your December radiate with white light and love.

December 4, 2014 at 7:40 pm 1 comment

Peonies – Joy of June

Peonies - Joy of June

Peonies – Joy of June

It’s June again, and with great joy I find once more the fresh-cut peonies at Trader Joe’s. The lush buds in white, pink or fuschia are here for a blink of the eye and then PUFF! gone again until next season.

June 2, 2014 at 8:19 pm 2 comments

Antinous as Dionysus or the Ghost of Christmas Present?

Antinous, beloved of Hadrian, cherished by me, festooned as Dionysus or the Ghost of Christmas Present?

Antinous, beloved of Hadrian, cherished by me, festooned as Dionysus – or the Ghost of Christmas Present?

Inspired by my recent real life odyssey to the ancient Roman world:
Ephesus (Turkey),
Herculaneum,
Pompeii,
Oplanti,
the Villas of Stabia,
Tiberius’s Villa in Capri,
Hadrian’s Tivoli Compound,
and glorious Ostia Antica,
my dear Antinous is festooned this Christmas in ivy and gold.

Is he Dionysus? Or the Ghost of Christmas Present from my all-time favorite classic film, A Christmas Carol?

Either way, he is still history’s most beautiful man. At least, he gets my vote.

December 7, 2013 at 8:47 pm 2 comments

Mother’s Day in the Lake of the Ozarks

My grandma's house today. No longer owned by the family, it's been allowed to decay. She built it herself from solid stone with help from my uncles & cousins in 1940.

My grandma’s house today. No longer owned by the family, it’s been allowed to decay. She built it herself from solid stone with help from my uncles & cousins in 1940. In the old days, she grew glorious roses and strawberries sweet as jam.

My grandma's house from the road. She'd get snowed in every winter and have her projects - weaving rugs, tooling leather, embroidering tapestries. I remember when she got running water, then a telephone and finally TV.

My grandma’s house from the road. She’d get snowed in every winter and have her projects – weaving rugs, tooling leather, embroidering tapestries. I remember when she got running water and indoor toilet, then a telephone and finally TV.

I took a hiatus from The Black Scroll to fly/drive to the Lake of the Ozarks in Missouri for Mother’s Day.
The Ozarks was the home of my Dad’s mother and many of my extended family. I used to spend the summers and school holidays there, roaming the woods, fishing and hunting with my cousins.

It was in the Ozarks that my imagination flourished. Lying on a warm boulder beside the lake on a hot summer day with dragonflies zooming round my ears, I’d imagine I was an Indian princess or a pioneer girl about to be kidnapped by a handsome brave.
Swinging in a hammock at my Aunt Jerry’s house, I devoured her romance novels with one man and two women – the angel and the not so angelic. Even then, I thought – why can’t a woman have two men?

My Dad and Mom. Ages 88 and 89. Married 66 years. On the deck of their house in the Lake of the Ozarks on Big Buffalo Creek. 47 miles to nearest Walmart & hospital. 20 miles to nearest town Cole Camp population 1200.

My Mom and Dad. Ages 88 and 89. Married 66 years. On the deck of their house in the Lake of the Ozarks on Big Buffalo Creek. 47 miles to nearest Walmart & hospital. 20 miles to nearest town Cole Camp, population 1200.

You have to cross four of these fords to get to my parent's place. If it rains hard, you wait til the water goes down. This is road WW. You get there first from B and then W.

You have to cross four of these fords to get to my parent’s place. If it rains hard, you wait til the water goes down. This is road WW. You get there first from B and then W. Those are paved roads. WW, the last 5 or so miles to my parents place, is dirt/gravel.

Entrance to the Eagle Club where we ate Mother's Day Breakfast prepared by the menfolk. Note warning, "No firearms allowed."

Entrance to the Eagle Club where we ate Mother’s Day Breakfast prepared by the menfolk. Note warning, “No firearms allowed.” But smoking was. No windows at all in the building. We gobbled down our scrambled eggs and sausage in a cloud of tobacco smoke.

Here's where my mom and I drank coffee in the mornings and had our bourbon in the evenings. That's the Big Buffalo Branch of the Lake of the Ozarks. My parents own all the land on this side of the water. Can't see the nearest neighbors.

Here’s where my mom and I drank coffee in the mornings and had our bourbon in the evenings. The strip of water you see in background is the Big Buffalo Branch of the Lake of the Ozarks. My parents own the land on this side of the water. One man owns all the land on the other. Can’t see the nearest neighbors.

My Dad, Chuck Gore, on his new toy. He has cleared about 5 acres of forest around the house just with a chain saw. All at age 80+

Here’s my Dad on his new toy. He has cleared about 5 acres of forest around the house just with a chain saw. Will be 90 years old October 2014!

Big Buffalo Creek as it narrows from the Lake. The water can rush over the concrete slab ford in heavy weather, washing pick up trucks downstream. Note how  clear the water is. You can drink it right from the creek. It's been naturally purified by the gravel bed.

Big Buffalo Creek as it narrows from the Lake. The water can rush over the concrete slab ford in heavy weather, washing pickup trucks downstream. Note the clear water naturally purified by the gravel bed.  You can drink right from the creek.

The roads never had names when I was a kid. About 10 years ago, streets signs appeared. This one is named for my family.

The roads never had names when I was a kid. About 10 years ago, streets signs appeared. This one is named for my family.

Buzzards perching in a tree looking for prey. Saw foxes, coyotes, deer, tortoises,  rabbits, raccoon, wild turkeys, ducks, geese and many other species of birds including cardinals, my favorite. Heard the whip-o-will and owls at night.

Buzzards looking for prey. I saw foxes, coyotes, deer, tortoises, rabbits, raccoon, wild turkeys, ducks, geese and many other species of birds including cardinals, my favorite. Heard the whip-o-will and owls at night.

My parent's house from the road. The hardtop iced over last winter, and they had no power for 2 days. This is called Gore Hill, BTW :)

My parent’s house from the road. The hardtop iced over last winter, and they had no power for 2 days. This is called Gore Hill, BTW :)

May 17, 2013 at 7:14 pm 10 comments

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