Letter to President Biden

 I just sent this to President Biden.   I am not sure that he will ever read it, but it meant a lot to me to be able to send it.  Here's hoping.

 

 

 

Dear President Biden,

 

I am writing this letter to you and I realize that you may never see it as you have so much on your plate all of the time, but especially right now.

 

I live in Arizona and come from an Irish/Catholic family who lived on the Mexican border from about 1903.   Our family have been dedicated Democrats forever.      I currently serve on the Governing Board of the Gilbert Unified School District. 

 

The reason I am writing this letter is to tell you about something that happened when you were in Arizona recently.  My dear cousin, Margaret Scott Gabaldon, died and we had her funeral on the day you came to dedicate John McCain’s Library at Arizona State University.

 

Margaret was married to Tony Gabaldon who was a Democrat and served many years in the Arizona State Senate until his death in 1998. Margaret was a rabid Democrat who was very involved in Democratic politics in the state.  She always made sure that people knew that first she was a Catholic, second she was a Democrat, and third that she was an Arizona State University fan.

 

At the end of her funeral mass at St. Mary’s Basilica in Phoenix, our family and everyone in attendance were standing in the front of the church.  Everyone was cheering and waving and it turned out it was you and your motorcade  going by right at that moment.  This could not have been scripted any better.  You may not remember, but you were also waving back.  Margaret would have been so happy that her funeral ended with you passing by.  I can speak for myself and many members of our family that this was such an incredible way to send her off. 

 

I truly hope that someone who reads this, lets you know how much this meant to all of us.   We support you and all that you stand for and thank you for your service to our country and all of your work to preserve our democracy.  You are truly a good man, President Biden, and I am proud of all that you do.

Yaya Remembered

 

On Thursday we had the funeral mass for Yaya.  It was absolutely beautiful.  It was everything she would have loved.

Many of our cousins were able to attend which was so nice.  It was great to visit with them even under these sad circumstances. 

The best thing happened at the end of the mass.  After her casket was taken out of St. Mary's Basilica, there were a lot of people standing on the balcony overlooking the street and waving.  There was a motorcade going by and it was President Biden, who was speaking in Tempe.  He was waving to everyone and they were waving back. It couldn't have been more fitting for this to happen at the end of Yaya's funeral.  She was a Democrat through and through and made sure that everyone knew it.  It was so cool!

I was able to say a few words in honor of my wonderful cousin, Yaya.   Here is what I said:

As I sat down to try to write about Yaya, I knew that I couldn’t begin to put down in words what she meant to so many of us.   She was so loved  for many different reasons.

She had integrity, empathy, kindness and she was FUN to be with.  Her sense of humor was second to none.

I know that Yaya spent time in Douglas when she was young but I don’t have many memories of that because she was 12 years older than me.  I know that my mom and Teresa dearly loved her.  They always described her as “feisty” which she certainly was.   I remember hearing stories about her biting and how they couldn’t take her places, especially the dentist, because of this bad habit.  My earliest memory was running up the steps in Douglas as fast as I could so she wouldn’t pinch my butt!  Unfortunately, I wasn’t always fast enough.

The best childhood memories were of going to California and meeting all of the Sacramento cousins, Phoenix cousins and various friends and visiting both Eddie and Yaya.  She was becoming a nun and was in Montecito and Eddie was at the Mission in Santa Barbara.  It was hard for me to imagine that angelic nun biting and pinching, but it was TRUE!

I would be up here for hours if I talked about all of the memories from our years in Phoenix after she and Tony were married.  They were the absolute best of times!

We had season tickets for ASU football games thanks to our Aunt Teresa.  Yaya was such a die hard ASU fan and our seats were in a section where they sold tickets to the opposing team.  I think ASU would have rethought that if they had known Yaya.  She cheered over the opposing fans—ASU, ASU. I can still hear her.  But probably the best memory was her throwing ice or popcorn down on people who were cheering for the other team.  They would turn around and look and of course no one every suspected Yaya who was sitting there innocently with her hands across her lap or she would be looking behind her to try to see who the culprit was and throw them off.   I think they thought it was Cecilia and I. 

During summers, I loved going with Tony and Yaya all over northern Arizona campaigning for Democratic candidates and helping them cook the wonderful Mexican food that Tony was famous for.   Tony was a politician through and through and could tell stories and entertain people for hours.  Yaya was the perfect politician’s spouse and was always so supportive.  I learned a lot about what a good marriage is watching those two interact.

On a professional level, Yaya helped me institute several programs when I was a principal.  I was able to send teachers to observe her classroom at Herrera and she was always available to assist my teachers.   I appreciated her love of teaching and understood the importance of literacy so much. 

I could go on and on to describe what an incredible life she led, how much she meant to so many people, and what a joy she was to be around.

Tomorrow night after she is laid to rest next to her beloved Tony in Flagstaff, the beautiful statue of Our Lady of the Rockies in Butte, Montana where Dave and I have a home, will be lit in Memory of Yaya.  Our Lady of the Rockies is a statue that is dedicated to women of all denominations everywhere.  However, it is still “Catholic” and that makes Yaya’s dedication even more meaningful.  Here is what the newspaper will publish about the lighting.

In loving memory of Margaret Gabaldon who left this world a better place on Sept. 24, 2023 in Phoenix, Arizona.   She was a beloved sister, aunt, cousin , step mother, grandmother, friend and educator and she will be dearly missed.  Love, Sheila and Dave Uggetti and Judy and Ken Engel

Yaya, you were one of a kind and we are all better people for having you in our lives.  In the words of Bob Hope, “Thanks for the memories……..” Memories that will be forever cherished!

 

Wonderful Memories

Judy and I just got back from visiting Yaya.   She is in a group home like my mom and Teresa were.  It was a very nice place as most of the ones like that are.  I believe it is so much better than a nursing home.  

She looked fairly good.  She knew us, but she has a hard time talking (or I should say it is very hard to hear her as her voice is so faint.)  She was sitting in a lounge chair.  Cecilia, Annie and Mark were there and we visited with them, but she didn't really participate in any of the conversation.  

I have so many wonderful memories from childhood through adulthood of Yaya.   She is like an older sister to me.  I remember when we were young and we would go to California to visit she and her brother Eddie.  Yaya was becoming a nun near Santa Barbara when Eddie was becoming a priest there.   I also remember when I was really young and she would spend time in Douglas during the summer.

But the best memories have been throughout my adulthood.  We had so many great times through the years with she, Tony and the rest of the Phoenix cousins.

For many years, we had ASU season tickets.  Tailgating was always fun with the family.  Yaya is a rabid ASU fan and would often throw popcorn at people below us who were rooting for the other team.  They would turn around and look and of course, no one guessed it was her because she had the angelic look!   

Through the years we spent most holidays with all of them.  My best memories were of all of the New Years Eve celebrations.  I would always stay with Yaya and Tony.   We had so much fun and I dearly love her.

 Yaya is one of the best people I know and I am proud to be her cousin.  

National Dog Day

 

Yesterday was National Dog Day.  Last Thursday was a week ago that we lost our wonderful, gentle pug, Seamus.  It has been a hard week.  I miss him so much.   Losing Diego in January and then Seamus last week, has made it a rough year.  I have always loved all of our dogs.  However, these two were very special to me for different reasons.  I wrote about Diego when he died and I did a bit on Seamus last week.  

I was thinking about what Seamus has meant to me the last two years when I was undergoing cancer treatment.  I'm not sure that a dog can have empathy, but I am absolutely positive that Seamus did.  During my worst days, he was by my side in bed with me.  It was as though he knew that I was really sick.  He was always gentle and never "intruded."  He was just there with me 24/7.  I will always remember that.

When he got sick and was gone within two hours, it was so difficult.  However, he did not suffer and he was in bed with me.  As always, he was by my side, even in his last few hours.

He had a great life. The previous week we took him with us to Maura and Chuck's cabin.  He was able to roam around.  He even went on our side by side ride to the top of the mountain.  As always, he was so good and never caused any problems.

Seamus, thank you for being my loyal companion and for being with me through some of the darkest and roughest days these past two years.  You were truly a gift and I was blessed.

Seamus Uggetti--Our Eagle Scout Pug

Last night was a very sad night in our home. Our wonderful pug Seamus, died. He had been fine all day but got sick after he ate his dinner. Around 8 he was gone when I checked up on him. Almost every pet we have had the choice to put them down. Not that it is ever easy, but this was so unexpected.

Seamus was the last of the pugs with a connection to our Aunt Teresa and my time in Douglas. That alone is difficult.

Those of you who knew Seamus would all say he was the sweetest dog ever. When Dave came into my life, Seamus took to him. Every night he sat on his lap.

I always said that Seamus was an Eagle Scout Pug because he always followed the rules, just like Dave.

Our Griff, as wild as he is, knew something was wrong last night and was so subdued.

We just got back from taking him to the vet. Pets are so important in our lives and I would not want to change anything ever. Seamus was a gentle soul who loved unconditionally. We will greatly miss him,

He loved being in Montana. He could run freely on our property and always did. He enriched our lives immensely. I'm not sure what I am going to do without a pug!!!

 

John Henry Nitcy - August 26, 1959 - January 14, 2023

 

Last weekend Dave and I drove to Sandpoint, Idaho to attend the Celebration of Life for John.  Dave and John taught together at Sandpoint High School and continued to be good friends.  John came to Arizona and stayed with us several times as well as staying here in Butte.   We visited them at their home in Idaho.  John and Leana are two of the nicest people I know.  Leana wasn't retired yet so John visited us by himself.  He and Dave golfed, went to the Phoenix Open (Waste Management) and we went to some sporting events.

I felt like I had known John for a long time.  I loved his sense of humor.  At the service, that was brought up many times by the friends who spoke.  

John was a respected educator and had so many friends.  He touched the lives of the students he taught.  Just talking to John, you knew that.

He loved sports but his favorites were fishing and duck hunting.  He had his priorities straight in that he wanted to have time to be able to do what he loved so he didn't do a lot of coaching or after school activities to make time for what he loved.

Dave was really sad about John's death.  He got sick and didn't live for very long.  I remember the day that he told Dave that he didn't have much longer.

Dave spoke at the service about his friendship with John and his visits to Arizona.   Here is what we wrote.

John and I taught and coached together for many years.  We had some great times when we were both single.  I'll save those stories for anyone who wants to come up and ask me later!

John came to visit Sheila and I in Arizona a few years ago.  We had tickets to the Arizona State vs. Arizona basketball game.  Sheila is a die hard ASU fan and informed John that if he wanted to stay at our house, he had to root for the Sun Devils.  Otherwise, there is a Motel 6 down the street where he could stay. 

We went to the game and John got to witness first hand Sheila at an ASU game.  She is always in top form when they play the Wildcats.   I think that John was probably in a little bit of shock, but he rooted for the Devils and didn't have to stay at Motel 6!  Fortunately, ASU beat Arizona or things might have gone down hill after the game!

The next day we took John up to a small mining town named Globe.  They have a very nice Indian casino there where we spent a few hours gambling.  We were having lunch and as happened often with John and I, the talk turned to sports.  My favorite professional football team are the Seahawks and Sheila likes the Cardinals.  However, she doesn't threaten Motel 6 when it comes to any other teams.  Sheila asked John while we were discussing this what his favorite professional football team was.  Without hesitation, John responded very emphatically--my favorite team is the ARIZONA STATE SUN DEVILS!  Needless to say, Sheila loved John from that day on!

We loved having John visit us in both Arizona and Butte.  He was such a great friend to me.  His fun sense of humor was a huge part of who John was.  I miss our talks, visits, and our friendship.  Thank you, John.  You were truly one of the good guys in this world!

 

Reflections on cancer treatment

Since we have been in Montana and I have felt good, I have also had some time to think about all that has happened in my life since the diagnosis with cancer.   When I say feeling good, I mean having the strength to do things.  And I have done quite a bit over the last week and a half.  We traveled to Butte over three days with our old guy, Seamus, and our young Boston, Griff.   Traveling with pets is a little bit more work.  I also felt good enough to help Dave with the driving, plus I enjoy driving.   We make it a three day trip so that we aren't in the car for too many hours.

When we got here, we  had to unpack and put everything away.  In addition, we had NO groceries.  I normally do order and pickup anymore, but this first time we went to Walmart.  I avoid Walmart most of the time, but it is basically the only choice for pricing. That was exhausting as we had so many things to pick up.  However, it only took me an hour or so to recover which in itself is good.

The last few months when I would get up in the morning, I didn't have the energy to make my coffee, etc. for a little bit after I got up.  Sometimes I would have to sit down for a few minutes before I finished it.  Same with when I tried to fix dinner.  I could do a few things and then had to sit down before I could continue.  Of course, this was very frustrating for me because I was able to do everything.  Just doing the laundry was a huge chore.  As I said in an earlier post, there were days I couldn't  even get out of bed.  Most days I went back to bed for a few hours.  Needless to say, this was very hard for me.

This was also a difficult time because I didn't want to share what was going on with a lot of people because it was such a difficult time.  I wasn't able to go do things with friends.  I was invited to many things but just couldn't make it.  It has been interesting to see how friends have handled this.  Most have been great but there have been other disappointments and hurts.   I guess everyone handles things differently.  I just don't get why you wouldn't be kind to someone who has cancer. 

We had some tickets to both ASU basketball and the Diamondbacks games. I made myself go because I felt it was important to Dave plus I enjoy the games.  However because of the lack of energy, it was very difficult, but I made it.  I paid for it the next day, but I made it.   I tried to never let anyone know how very difficult this was for me.  The last Diamondback game we went to, we had to stand in line and it was extremely hot.  I almost passed out and was so weak that I barely made it to our seats.  Fortunately, Kerri and Cameron were with us.

The night of graduation, I was worried about being able to walk the length of the football field and stand to give out diplomas.  It was very difficult and there were a few times that I was afraid I wasn't going to make it but I pushed myself and was able to get through the entire ceremony without any real problems.  Fortunately, there was a lot of time to sit in between.

And I was always able to go to Board Meetings and participate fully.   i would lay down all afternoon so that I would be able to do this.  

And most important, I still was able to participate with my Tiger Buddy, which was another very important activity to me.

Because I now have strength, it has kind of hit home about how much I couldn't do. I was on the immunotherapy for a little over three months.  People can be on it for a longer time and it depends on side effects and results.  Fortunately my results have been very positive so far.  

I did okay with chemo but radiation about killed me.  Fortunately, we stopped that.  But it did cause my diverticulitis to flare up too many times.  I haven't had an episode of it since last August, which is very good.  Hopefully there won't be anymore.

The fall was okay as I was recovering from everything but then I got hit with gallbladder surgery.  It took me a bit longer to get over that because of everything else I had been through.  But I got over it and was doing well.  It really wasn't until mid March when things started to fall apart.

By the time we stopped the immunotherapy, I had made the decision that the quality of life that I had was not worth it.   It is hard to explain but when you have no energy, can't do much for yourself, and spend a lot of time in bed, that is certainly not a way to live.   We couldn't make any plans or when we did, there was a chance we would have to cancel them.  We did things during this time, but it was difficult at best.

My purpose for writing this is to try to explain what cancer treatment is like.  It is a devastating diagnosis and it causes one to look at life in a different way.   I am feeling so good right now, but I have to be careful not to push myself too much because otherwise I pay for it.  I kind of hit a wall every now and then but it doesn't take me long to bounce back.

I do know that quality of life is extremely important.  I can only hope and pray that my present condition continues and I am feeling very positive about it.  But I want to feel good and I don't want to be a burden on my family and I have been for many months.  In the future if it recurs, I will certainly weigh the side effects and quality of life before I go through treatment again.  However, I am glad that I did the immunotherapy and the lousy few months were worth it to feel so good now.

This morning I am tired from our travels over the weekend to the memorial service for Dave's friend, John.  Two months ago, I wouldn't have been able to do that.  So there is much to be thankful for!

And I can cook dinner without sitting down, do the laundry, straighten up the house and do other chores as needed.   I am trying to walk a little bit everyday but I know that will take some time.  Two years and my age certainly mean that this isn't going to happen over night.  For someone as impatient as me, that could be hard!

 

 

CHEERS!!!

There is a casino close to our house here in Butte that I love.  Casinos in Montana are very different from those on the reservation or in Vegas.  They are much smaller with only about 25 or 30 machines.  You can lose a lot of money if you choose to, but the good part is that you can also spend time there and get entertained without losing a lot.  I have often gone there and spent an hour or more on $20 and ended up either winning or breaking even.  In most of them you get free drinks which is a nice perk!

The one close to us is called Happy Endings. However, I call it Cheers because everyone knows my name!  The great part is I have been going there since the first time we came to Butte.  They employees are the same which says something about the way they are treated.  It isn't often that happens that a "service" place has the same employees for such a long time.

Last night I received a message from Niki asking how I was because they were talking about me because they hadn't seen me.  They were concerned about me which was amazing.  I went in this afternoon for a bit and got hugs and genuine concern from Jen and DJ.  I assured them that I was doing well.  

I am not sure that having people at a casino wondering where I was is something that I should be "proud of" but it truly did make me feel good!  I am certain I won't put this on my resume, etc.

However, I guess that things kind of even out.  I stopped by Our Lady of the Rockies to do a couple of  memorial lightings for some dear people who have passed.  They were glad to see me there and wondered if I would be willing to volunteer.  Last summer I told them that I would volunteer but I am thinking that I won't be able to do it this summer as we didn't get here until later than usual.

While I was at the casino, Dave got my side-by-side started, got gas and brought it to me!  I love driving it.  It is so much fun.

I LOVE BUTTE!  I am glad we don't live here all year because I don't think I could handle the cold.  Having our summers here is the best of both worlds.  It is such a great place and the people are wonderful!

Summer 2023 - Finally getting to Butte

I haven't written much over the past several months about the ongoing battle on cancer.  It is hard for me to talk about it as I don't want anyone feeling sorry for me.  One thing that I have learned over the past almost two years is that I have absolutely no control over this awful disease.  The only thing I can control is how I handle it.  Lately it has been hard to be positive even when I try.

We normally leave for Butte over Memorial Day weekend.  This year, both Dave and I couldn't leave because of health issues.  He has had some problems with his back and had to have it taken care of before we left.  Originally, he was going to have surgery to clean up the area from his previous very invasive surgery.   The doctor decided to try some shots in his back to see if that would work.  It kept getting put off by a week and then another week until all of a sudden it was the end of June.  

He continued to golf which I couldn't believe because of the heat.  He would then come home and go swimming so that was a good thing.

As for me, the past several months have been very difficult.  I had a scan done in January and there was a very small lymph node that was suspicious.   I have learned to be an advocate for my health.  The doctors weren't real concerned about it because it was so small.  I insisted that it be tested and so I went to Banner University hospital for the biopsy as that is the only place that they can do a biopsy on some thing that small.  The results were that it tested positive for cancer.  My cancer was originally Stage 3.   However, once it reoccurs no matter how small it goes to Stage 4, which is scary.  But that doesn't mean that it can't be treated and that the prognosis can still be good.

As a result, Dr. Bhoola put my on an immunotherapy regime that has shown a lot of promise with recurrence of endometrial cancer.  It consisted of daily meds and an infusion every three weeks. This therapy helped my own cells fight the cancer.  I also went through five sessions of targeted radiation. 

As with so many treatments, there are a lot of side effects that can happen.  I normally don't want to know what the side effects might be because I think it is a bit psychological---wrong.  I should have had a clue when I received a blood pressure monitor with the oral meds.   

I did okay at first but as time went on, I think I got every side effect possible.  The biggest problems were very high blood pressure and having my thyroid get completely out of whack!  As a result, I was not hungry and I have lost a significant amount of weight.  The other big problem was a complete lack of energy.  There were days that I had a hard time getting out of bed.  There was a few days where I ended up in the hospital because I was so weak I couldn't even function.

The first part of June, I stopped the treatment because of the side effects.  The radiologist had scheduled a PET Scan for July 5 to see how the radiation had done.  Last Tuesday, I had an appointment with both doctors.   My scan came back completely clear everywhere.  Both doctors were extremely positive about how well the immunotherapy had worked for me despite the side effects.  

I already feel 1000% better.  I can do things without being exhausted immediately.  It is so nice to feel good again.  My blood pressure continues to be on the high side, but I am seeing a cardiologist and monitoring it daily.  Thyroid is still not working great, but it is getting better.  I'm still on a lot of meds and hopefully that will improve as time goes on.

We got to Butte on Friday.  I was so glad to get here and I'm so happy we are able to spend at least the rest of the summer here.  

And it is so nice to feel good and be able to plan on doing things.  From March until the end of May, I did very little and couldn't plan on anything because I didn't know how I would feel.  Fortunately, I was able to continue my Board duties without any problems.  That is still so important to me because it gives me a purpose.  I feel it is an honor to serve our community in this way.

So many things could still happen in the future, but I feel as though I have the best oncologist out there.  I feel positive and now that I feel good, I can live each day in a positive way.  I look forward to a long time of being able to attend sporting events with Dave, travel, have fun and be of service to our community!

Here's to a great summer in Butte and an even greater year when we get back to Gilbert in September!

Mesquite High School Graduation--2023

 

I had the honor and the privilege to be the Governing Board representative for the Mesquite High School Graduation last Thursday evening.  I have wanted to put down in words what an incredible ceremony it was, but I have had a very hard time finding the words to describe what took place that night.  I decided that putting it on my blog might be a bit easier...........

I have done Mesquite's graduation every year.  In previous years, we could do more than one because they different schools were on different dates and some were at ASU.  After the pandemic, all graduations are at the football stadiums on the same night so one Board Member attends one of the five comprehensive high school graduations.  Up until this year, students who I gave a kindergarten diploma to at Gilbert El were still in school.  My last class was last year, but there are still a lot of families that I have known for many years.   And that is why I asked to do Mesquite not  knowing the powerful impact that it would have on me.

The graduation was like all graduations with excitement in the air.  Both the salutatorians gave great speeches (I have not heard one that wasn't good in all of the years I have attended graduations).  They are filled with anticipation, pride and nostalgia.   

I was not prepared for the valedictory speech!  And I will try to get what she said as best I can.  This unbelievable young woman was so composed and spoke from her heart.  She told about how hard she worked to become the valedictorian and the sacrifices she made and the important activities that she gave up because she was so driven to make sure that she accomplished this.  She spoke about this a bit and then got into the heart of her reason for doing this.   She told of how her mom was diagnosed with colo-rectal cancer when she was very young and how she and her brother were shuffled around to different family members and friends while her mom received treatment.  Her brother was about four years older than she is.  She told about how they talked at a very young age when their mom was undergoing this treatment about how they wanted to both be valedictorians, go to Harvard or Yale and become medical researchers and find a cure for cancer.  It was truly a goal for both of them.  

Their mom responded to her treatment and their lives returned to normal.  However, their quest to excel in school did not change.  Then her brother was diagnosed with a rare form of brain cancer.  He died on her 13th birthday.  She dedicated her valedictory address to him because he would not be able to achieve that goal.  She dedicated all of her future goals to him too and spoke about how all they were going to do that he would never be able to do.   Having been to so many graduations, it is hard for there not to be a lot of crowd noise.  However, it was something I have never seen before.  The entire stadium was as quiet as if no one was there.  Just when I thought my tears couldn't get any more, she told about her mom and how her cancer came back at the beginning of this school year and that she only lived a few months.  During all of the time her mom was sick, she continued with her studies so that she could keep her promise to her brother.   She told us about how all that she and her brother planned were coming to fruition for her.  She was accepted to both Harvard and Yale and has chosen Yale where she will pursue a degree in medical (cancer) research.  When she got to the part about thanking people, she started with her dad.  That was the only time she broke down a little throughout this speech.  And the ENTIRE audience started to clap and gave her dad such a round of applause.  

I know I would have been touched no matter what by this talk.  However, my own circumstances and battle with cancer really brought it all home to me.  Right after she finished, we were to give out the diplomas.  I had THREE sentences to read and I had to fight to remain composed which I did.

The very first person to get a diplomas was this young lady and she was on my side.  I asked her if I could give her a hug.  I got the biggest hug from her and she thanked me profusely.  It was amazing at so many levels.

The rest of the ceremony was great.  I will always be grateful that I have had the opportunity to give to diplomas to so many students through the years, but tonight meant more to me than any other time!  I have no doubt that this young lady will achieve great things in life and maybe will even find a cure for cancer.  She has overcome so much adversity and has such a wonderful attitude that we can only admire.   Our future is certainly in great hands with young people like this!

 

Welcome Griffey!

The top picture is certainly not what we normally see!  However, we are thrilled with our little Boston "Terror" puppy named after Ken Griffey, Jr.  also known as Griff.  We got him February 4 when he was two months old.  He is a lilac Boston and a brindle.  His colors are really pretty.

Dave had Bostons when he lived in Washington and absolutely loved both Reggie and Cooper.  It was a bit different for me to not get a pug, even though they are similar.  When I lost my Diego in January, I guess I just couldn't get another pug as there will never be a replacement for Diego in my heart.

Seamus isn't really thrilled with him as we expected.  However, he has learned to tolerate him and they even play together a little bit.

Griff has already stolen my heart, though.  He is full of it, but he is also loves to cuddle.  He is a lover and is smart.  He has two speeds--wild or asleep.  It has been a very long time since I have had a puppy and I forgot how much "work" they are.   With all that has happened in the last year with my health, etc., having Griff has been a lot of fun and given us a lot of laughter. 

Although Griff isn't a pug, I absolutely am thrilled that we have him.   He has brought a lot of FUN into our lives.  However, that is only Dave's and my opinion.  Seamus has a very different one I am sure!!!!

  

Celebrating our Fifth Anniversary in Montana

Dave and I flew up to Butte on Wednesday, May 3 to participate in his 50th reunion.  He graduated from the University of Montana Western in 1973.  They honored the graduates at a special luncheon on Friday (our anniversary) and then at the graduation on Saturday morning.  It was such a nice gesture.  I wish more colleges could do something like this, but it would have to be a small school.

 

We drove up from Butte on Friday and spent the night in Dillon.  We had our anniversary dinner with two of his friends at the Lion's Den--a very good steak house.  Before we left, these beautiful flowers were delivered and I have enjoyed looking at them.

The weather has been cold.  Last night we had snow on the mountains and woke up to this beautiful view from our front window.

We leave to head back to Arizona tomorrow as we have doctor appointments and I have a board meeting. Not sure when we are going to get back for the summer.   Dave has to get his back "cleaned up" from the previous back surgery he had a few years ago.   

I love our time spent in Butte.  Although it is cold, it was too short a time.  But we will back!

HARD TO SAY GOOD-BYE!

Run free my sweet Diego! Thursday was such a difficult day saying good-by to my old guy. He has been with me through thick and thin for the last almost 14 years. He was with me in Gilbert and then in Douglas for five years, back to Gilbert and the last five summers in Montana. 

He loved going to our cabin in the Chiricahau Mountains and Montana where he could run free. He was the most loyal pet I have ever had. 

When we were in Douglas, my Aunt Teresa Scott wasn't so sure about me bringing the pugs. She grew to love James (as she called him) and he was so much company for her. My favorite story was the day Diego ate her rosary beads. I was thinking this was it but she said it was her fault for leaving them out and not giving him enough attention. If you knewTeresa, her rosary beads were her most important possession. I am sure she is up there with him with her rosary beads for him. 

Every night around 4:30 he wanted out to wait for me on the front porch--it didn't matter how cold or how long it was, he waited for me to get home. 

I will always love him, but know he is in a better place and is pain free. This picture depicts where I think he is now--enjoying romping through the grass without a leash. I am grateful for his loyalty and I thank him for enriching my life. He also changed his name when Dave and I got married. Goodby sweet Diego Uggetti. You were the best!