A Tale:
from Topeka, Kansas, to Whidbey Island, WA.
1965-2013
In 1965, John, Nancy and baby Annette Stumbo moved into a house on Pembroke Lane in Topeka, Kansas. Their next door neighbors were the Guilds--Mom Joanne, Dad Fred, and their three daughters, Jenny, Leslie and Nanette. While living there, both families grew. The Stumbos added Laurie Beth and Paul. The Guilds added another daughter, Lisa, who was born on the same day in the same hospital as Paul. Annette, Nanette and Laurie Beth, all pre-schoolers, formed a delightful neighborhood friendship, often supervised by older sister Leslie. Jenny was old enough to babysit for the Stumbos and often did.
In 1965, John, Nancy and baby Annette Stumbo moved into a house on Pembroke Lane in Topeka, Kansas. Their next door neighbors were the Guilds--Mom Joanne, Dad Fred, and their three daughters, Jenny, Leslie and Nanette. While living there, both families grew. The Stumbos added Laurie Beth and Paul. The Guilds added another daughter, Lisa, who was born on the same day in the same hospital as Paul. Annette, Nanette and Laurie Beth, all pre-schoolers, formed a delightful neighborhood friendship, often supervised by older sister Leslie. Jenny was old enough to babysit for the Stumbos and often did.
In 1969 the Hildyards--Hobart, Virginia, and children Brent, Wendy and Wes--moved in across the street for a brief time. The Hildyards and Stumbos, already friends, becamer closer friends.
(Got the picture? Stumbos and Guilds are right next door to each other and the Hildyards are directly across the street.)
Fast forward 43 years. Everyone has moved away from Topeka. The Stumbos are divorced. Nancy remarried but is widowed and lives alone in Texas. Hobart and Virginia retired to Whidbey Island in '92, but Virginia died, so Hobart is also alone. Hobart and Nancy get in touch, become an "item" and decide to spend winters in Texas and summers on Whidbey Island.
(No, I haven't forgotten the Guilds. Okay, we are brought up to the present, so I'm going to switch to first person.)
I had been on Facebook for a few years and one of my "friends" was Leslie Guild, who lived on Whidbey Island at the time!
When Leslie found out I was going to be living here with Hobart, she wrote to say, "If your kids ever come to visit and need a place to stay, they can use Jenny's house on Whidbey Island." Jenny is a lawyer in Seattle. (In fact, ALL of the Guilds ended up in Washington State, in and around Seattle.) Her house on Whidbey Island is a second home and family retreat. And it is FABULOUS--beautiful home with a huge yard and dozens of trees on a bluff with a gorgeous view of Penn Cove! Heaven!
Leslie |
The view |
The yard |
Jenny's house sits on the bluff behind Laurie's family |
Jenny's house and Paul's family |
Last summer Leslie wrote to me that some of the Guild family were going to be at Jenny's house for the weekend and suggested I drop by to surprise everyone. So I did! I discovered that Jenny's house is less than five minutes from Hobart's house and it is fabulous! Hobart was thrilled to learn who owned that house which is very well known around Coupeville and Oak Harbor because of its gorgeous setting and the huge eagle nest in one of the trees. The locals have wondered who owned the house. Now we know! Our former Topeka, Kansas, neighbor!
Eagle and its nest in Jenny's tree. |
So there on that summer evening we had a gathering of the Topeka Pembroke Lane neighbors--two Hildyards--Hobart and his son Brent, who was visiting us at the time, one Stumbo--me--and four Guilds--Jenny, Leslie, Fred and Joanne!
and time to visit,
and just hang out.
One night we just sat around and laughed.
Everything was funny. |
Paul read Deep Thoughts to us and we laughed until we were breathless.
We rode the ferry. |
No fair standing on your tip toes, Hobart! |
To Port Towsend
and took pictures in the nut.
They went kayaking--Ellis and LouAnn.
Jack was old enough to solo.
They relaxed in the hammocks,
The week was over and it was time to load the car,
say goodbye,
Thank you, Jenny!
July
McPike/English Vacation
In July Laurie and family arrived on Whidbey Island in a bus that holds fourteen people, or in this case, eight people, one dog, luggage for three weeks, electronics for entertainment and boxes of snacks. They took the long way from Fort Worth to Washington State, via the Grand Canyon and other scenic sights, including detours. They finally arrived at Jenny's House, five days after leaving Fort Worth.
A remarkable family arriving in a Remarkable bus!
They unpacked the bus, ran to WalMart for Oak Harbor sweat shirts and warm clothing (I TOLD them it would be cool/cold!) and fell into bed. Some, who shall remain nameless, slept until 1:00 PM the next day, and spent the day on the porch in their pajamas.
Immediately I figured it out. Unlike the Stumbos, who were always looking for the next adventure, these eight were looking for down time--peace and quiet in a beautiful spot with a relaxed atmosphere. They found it at Jenny's House. The kids played in the yard or walked a block down to the beach, played games, and soaked up the pleasure of a no-pressure world. Everyone was happy and content. Ahhhh......
Patrick broke his collar bone just before they left on vacation. It didn't stop him!
Building a driftwood fort
Kayden's the littlest, and the fastest.
Hi, Kinser!
However, by Saturday everyone was ready for a trip to the Coupeville Farmers' Market. We immediately bought salmon from Pam, the salmon lady, who peddles her bike from Port Townsend, via ferry, to Coupeville to sell the freshest, best salmon EVER. She explained to the kids how they caught it and immediately froze it within an hour of the catch.
Learning how salmon is caught from Pam.
Jon bought a big one and cooked it that night. Delicious!
Of course we also bought kettle corn--the BEST!
And books...
Wow! Look at these purses!
Daughter and Daddy
Window shopping in Port Townsend
Check out our new hats and sunglasses!
The clerk in this store was ecstatic by the time we got through here. She was so happy, she was discounting our purchases as we threw them onto the ever-growing stacks of duffle bags and purses. It took all nine of us to carry or wheel the stuff we bought in this store back to the ferry.
We ate lunch at a darling old hotel and later had ice cream in an old fashioned 50's ice cream parlor.
Chris and Kinser
Patrick and Emily
Momo/Mom and Laurie
Kinser
Kelson
Kayden
Chris, Momo and Laurie Beth
The next day, it was back to the beach for a little time in the water and some further progress on the driftwood fort.
Riding a log. That water is COLD!
One beautiful evening, we had dinner on Hobart's deck.
Jon admires Hobart's wonderful view.
Emily, Chris, Patrick, Kayden
One beautiful evening, we had dinner on Hobart's deck.
Jon and Chris on Hobart's deck
Corn on the cob and iced tea. It must be summer!
Christopher was our official photographer for the week, until I took over for the family pictures. Chris got some wonderful shots with Grampa Jim's fabulous camera.
Chris, our family photographer, and Emily
and a few of his photos
Chris got some spectacular bald eagle photos.
This was taken from Jenny's yard.
Cute, happy Patrick
The last day, we took time for family photos at Jenny's House and on the beach below the house, where the boys spent so much time.
Laurie staged the shots, I took the formal photos,
and Hobart took the candid ones.
Some were more serious......
...than others!
Serious......
...not so serious!
Another week ended. It was time to pack up the bus, clean up the house, have a final ice cream cone in Coupeville and head out of town.
Goodbye to the Crazy Eight.
The End
Great blog, Nancy!!! You all are having a wonderful time!!!!
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