People

YOU NEED PEOPLE

Sounds easy doesn't it. To get the information to the ski club, I get their email list. It's in the wrong format and I spent two days fixing what I could have retyped in one hour. I tried to put up posters all over the naval base. What? The base Commanding Officer won't allow the anything to be posted. Undaunted, I put the information in the Military paper. What? The paper won't publish my information until after the trip? Undaunted, I went to the Armed Forces TV station and made a TV spot. On the way home, I discovered that the restaurant I mentioned in the spot doesn't exist. It's the Fairway, not the Tradewinds. Undaunted, I rushed back to reshoot the spot. While changing into my TV clothes I tore open the cold sore on my lip and bled all over my white turtleneck shirt. Undaunted, I washed it out and put it on backwards. You try remembering you lines and smiling into the TV with a cold wet spot in the middle of your back. The next day I made a Radio spot. I begin wondering when people will start asking for my autograph. No autographs are asked for and no one shows up for the twenty five person catered briefing at the Tradewinds...ah, Fairway restaurant. In fact, no one signs up for the trip by the deadline date. Sh.., I'm going anyway. And then, the president of the ski club and his wife sign up, my good friend Pam and her daughter sign up, a guy from Brindisi, his wife and his friend sign up and a guy with a first name of "Law" and his wife sign up. Not the twenty five I needed to get a free ride for yourself, but who cares. I'm on easy street now!!

Let's have a look at who went!

Here's the old Pres', Nate, and his wife, Lorrilea.
Doesn't she have a nice smile?

These were the only two to get hurt. Nate, the best skier of the group, skied off a bluff in the fog. He dislocated his hip on the way over, but the fall relocated it. I guess all's well that ends well. He's limping a little now, but mostly his pride is hurt.

Lorrilea, a first time skier, went through all the lessons and didn't hurt herself until showing Nate her skills on the last day. After twisting her knee, her smile disappeared and she took Nate's, the instructor's, mine and a complete stranger's name in vain.

Here is the whole group at the Après ski bar, minus Law and wife. I think that they were touring Innsbruck. Law's wife doesn't ski. You will see Law later.

Left to right: Carol, Paul, Lea, Renn, Kristen (Minni-me) , Pam and Steve.

Here is the Brindisi, Italy, crowd. Renn, Lea and Steve (to the right). Renn is a great skier, Steve might be a little better and Lea was an advanced beginner.