Richard having a great time at the David Lynch festival in LA last weekend. He said the Twin Peaks concert was amazing.
Well, October 17, 1977 was a beautiful sunny day as I recall. It was certainly a wondrous day for Jim and I to have a wonderful son born to us. He was pretty amazing even at a few minutes old....we had no idea how absolutely wonderful he would become!
Oct.17 has also had a few interesting events since Richard's birth. From Jack Knox's column in the Times-Colonist yesterday:
"Twenty years ago next week, on Oct. 17, 1996, Victoria was hammered by what was called a “weather bomb” — a low-pressure system that intensifies rapidly. Docks were ripped apart, boats crashed onto the rocks, the wind flipped a car on the Patricia Bay Highway and trees toppled in Pioneer Cemetery, exposing century-old coffins. Described by some as the worst storm to hit since hurricane Freda in 1962, it packed winds of 161 kilometres an hour at the northern tip of Vancouver Island and pushed waves as high as 30 metres, according to Environment Canada.
There wasn’t a word of warning in that day’s TC. The weather-page forecast was cloudy with a bit of rain and winds of 40 to 60 km/h.
Likewise, two months later we ho-hummed our way into the Blizzard of ’96, a calamity whose mention still sends some Victorians groping for the Ativan."
In Oct 17, 1989, we were all watching the world series when an earthquake struck in San Francisco.
In Oct 17, 1989, we were all watching the world series when an earthquake struck in San Francisco.
