Spent some time at the century-old Elks Lodge in town, where many moons ago a band of mine played a dance in this hall.
Photo: Christopher Tomlinson
Tonight, it was filled with folks who'd come to tour the place (check the photo link for more views), eat tacos, hear music and raise money for a program that commissions sculptures of localluminaries.
Without even being that connected here any more, I could run into a former classmate, my ex-English teacher, and — seeing a familiar name on a name tag in the taco line — suppress the impulse to say, "Are you Jim's parents?"
Fortunately, because the old folks in front of me proved to be Jim and his wife — another classmate.
A greater highlight, though, was trying to order beers from the bar. The only "microbrews" they had, said the waitress, were Corona and Guinness. I was away at the taco table for $3 seconds, or probably would've gone with a margarita, but my brilliant domestic partner came up with the idea of a microbrew Black & Tan, which I poured very nicely into the plastic cups, using the Corona bottle neck as the spoon to drizzle the Guinness.
The other highlight was the roll of past presidents of the Lady Elks. Allow me to share some of them here:
- Leta Peep
- Dorothy Dollar
- Beryle Apps Belt
- Wilda Fortune
- Lois Sorter
- Maude Dooling
- Caroline Huck
- Norabelle Easely
- And, best for last, Aura Moon
