Sunday, March 31, 2024

Easter Bunnies came to our cabin in Pine…..


….just in time for Soren and Sebastian’s Spring Break at Grandma and Grandpa’s home.

Look what the flight attendants gave to our dear grandsons….it’s quite an honor to be their “favorite passengers of the week!”

We’re awfully proud of them, but not surprised.  They’re super grandsons and OUR very favorite Soren and Sebastian.

These two very sweet boys may be almost grown up, but they’re are definitely not too old to have fun searching for the baskets filled with candy that the Easter Bunny hid for them.


The Easter Bunny didn’t forget Grandpa……no one is too old for a good old fashioned Easter egg hunt.  

Tomorrow morning we’ll have our colored eggs for breakfast….

The Easter Bunny in Leisure World has been awfully busy this year!


Tuesday, March 26, 2024

These brave survivors of sexual violence

….will always be with me.

Forty-eight years ago today I graduated from the Seattle Police Academy.  

Three days later I drove my police cruiser out on the streets of Seattle.  I was one of the first five female patrol officers in the city.

This was the beginning of my career in criminal justice that spanned 35 years.   It was a gloriously rewarding career.  

Shortly before we were married, my Danny asked if I wanted to stop working so we could be together every day.  As rewarding as my work had been, this was a dream come true….to be with my love every minute of every day.  I happily quit working.  

Coincidentally, just this week my daughter, Alison, sent us a news article about sex offenders and restorative justice.  The article also questioned the value of sex offender registration, stating that it is “harmful to label” convicted sex offenders.  

Alison wanted our opinion of the article.  While writing to Alison and relating my vast and varied experiences in the criminal justice system with victims and survivors, I soon lost myself in the past….and each of these brave survivors of sexual violence that I had worked with floated through my mind.  They were all badly hurt, but also kind and brave.  

This is what I wrote to Alison:

Thank you for sending us this article, Alison.

Wow!  What  nonsense!  The woman mentioned in this article is only concerned with the welfare of the person who raped or sexually assaulted another child or adult—not the victim of the crime or the safety of those in the community.  She believes that the Sex Offender law requiring that individuals who are convicted of certain sex offenses must register with the law enforcement agency in the jurisdiction where they live is a bad law, because it puts a “label” on these criminals.

All my career I worked in the criminal justice system and with sex offenders, and with the people who were sexually assaulted by these offenders.   The HUGE majority of these criminals who have sexual assaulted another human being do not stop committing their crimes, even when they are put in prison or appropriately labeled as a “sex offender.”

I was a police officer and a County Marshal for over 7 years.  I arrested a number of people who had sexually assaulted others.   I worked in a County Jail for a year, and several times a week I was assigned to the unit where the sex offenders were housed.  One of these criminals wrote a letter to a friend, where he outlined his complete plan to lock me in his cell and rape me.  Luckily. the letter was intercepted by jail staff!

I worked for 10 years in Juvenile Probation and had several “children” on my caseload who were sex offenders.  Many of the juveniles who had committed crimes and were on my caseload had been victims of sexual assault. 

For six years I worked as an advocate for victims of sexual assault on Whidbey Island….people from newborn babies to 65 year old women—boys, girls, stranger rape victims, those raped by friends, fathers, siblings, neighbors, relatives, dates, and more.   

One year I had over 100 clients (survivors of sexual assaults).  I worked with their entire family, their therapists, teachers, school counselors .  And in the criminal justice system, I worked with the prosecutors, defense attorneys, police officers, and judges. 

I was a founding member of the Sexual Assault Advisory Committee on Whidbey Island, and was elected  chairperson.  This new organization included therapists, law enforcement, attorneys, military personnel, educators, survivors of sexual assault, and interested citizens in our community.

I also trained other advocates to help the victims of a sexual assault (and their family) to respond to the victims, with the goal of ultimately helping the victim become a survivor, who gains the strength and wisdom to go on with life.  And to have a good life.

Not only was I an advocate for victims of sexual abuse, but accepted the position of Interim Director of CADA (Citizens Against Sexual and Domestic Abuse) for six months when our Director retired.  I turned down the permanent position of Director, as I wanted to continue to work with our clients—the individuals who were sexually and/or physically abused.

Alison, the woman who is featured in this article is for restorative justice, which in extremely rare instances can be helpful for the survivor of a sexual assault to confront their abuser.  But most of the time the survivor never wants to see or hear from the person who assaulted them.  

The survivor of the sexual assault usually wants to do whatever she or he has to do to make sure that this criminal never hurts another person.   That is why so many of my clients wanted to go through the hard process of testifying against their perpetrator.  

I was so proud of all the girls, boys, teenagers, and women that I helped to have the strength to go through the criminal justice system and testify in Court with the person who had sexually assaulted them right there in the court room….glaring at them.  

What strength that took!  And whether the offender was convicted or not, each of my clients knew that they had done the right thing to testify against their abuser. They had done their best.  And in the end, my clients were no longer victims….they were survivors!

The law for sex offenders to be registered in their community is a good and effective law.  We should be notified of the whereabouts of sex offenders.  And, especially, we should be notified of sex offenders who are at high risk to reoffend.  We need to protect ourselves, our families, and our children from these dangerous predators.

In conclusion, I’ll tell you the story of how I helped one of your grade school teachers get an anti-harassment order against a dangerous sex offender that had settled in Whidbey Island…..just a few blocks from our farm in Langley.  The registered sex offender was stalking this young teacher.  The sex offender felt “chased out” of South Whidbey when he was served with the anti-harassment order, and he left the home where he had been placed when he was released from prison.  He violated his probation and illegally fled to Alaska. He was arrested a few weeks later when he attempted to kidnap a woman on a deserted road.   Luckily, she jumped from his car and escaped!  

Alison, I’m sure you can tell that this is a subject that I feel very passionate about.  All these brave survivors of sexual violence will always be with me.

Love, Mom

I would like to add that when I would see one of my clients months or years later, these brave girls, boys, and women would thank me for being with them during the time in their life that was so very difficult.  They would say that when I defended them and stood up to the prosecuting and defense attorneys, judges, and police officers, that it gave them strength hope.

Ironically, these survivors were the ones who gave me my strength and hope!

Friday, March 22, 2024

Mila’s love for her children shines brightly in her drawings

Our grandchildren, Hannah and Vernon, as seen through their mama’s eyes and in her heart….

Simply lovely!

!



Tuesday, March 19, 2024

We are truly blessed to have found each other

The world is alive and glorious at night….

….and we get to see all this beauty as we cycle and walk in the early hours before dawn.












And then the multitude of wild birds begin singing in joy as the sun rises.








Another day is born.  A day where we will spend every minute together….loving each other.  

This has been our life these past five months.  We have lived in Nuestra Casa, our Leisure World home.  And we have been blessed with so much love from all of our children, grandchildren, family, and friends. 

Soon the earth will warm up.  It will get unbearably hot in the Valley.  Then we will travel to our sweet mountain cabin in the tall cool pine trees, where we will hike, cycle, and camp. And we will dance and love each other and our dear family more each day.

We are truly blessed.


Friday, March 15, 2024

Candice holds a Guinness World Record!!!!!

 It was approved today. 

The record was the most consecutive days to run an ultra-marathon distance.  She ran 50K every day for 200 days!

WOW!






Tuesday, March 12, 2024

In the arms of an angel….for 13 years and forever


13 years ago today we met at a dance. I walked in and saw this woman on the dance floor....simply sparkling. Like there was some kind of Broadway-type spotlight on her.  I quickly put on my dance shoes and rushed out onto the floor between songs, wanting to get to her before anyone else asked her to dance. I went up to her and asked: "Can I have a dance?” 

She had her back to me, and turned around when I asked her. Her first words to me, ever, were: "What is it?" I said "It's a waltz," recognizing from the first chord that it was Sarah McLachlan singing Angel. 

Vicky is wearing the same dress and sweater she wore that night. She has saved them all of these years. I didn't know her name right away, so referred to her as "pink sweater lady." I found out she was taking dancing lessons the next day, so I signed up for one that I didn't need just so she could gradually get to know me. 

In about four months we were married. I don't know why we took, like, FOREVER!
 
13 years ago today we met at a dance. I walked in and saw this woman on the dance floor....simply sparkling. Like there was some kind of Broadway-type spotlight on her.  I quickly put on my dance shoes and rushed out onto the floor between songs, wanting to get to her before anyone else asked her to dance. I went up to her and asked: "Can I have a dance?” 

She had her back to me, and turned around when I asked her. Her first words to me, ever, were: "What is it?" I said "It's a waltz," recognizing from the first chord that it was Sarah McLachlan singing Angel. 

Vicky is wearing the same dress and sweater she wore that night. She has saved them all of these years. I didn't know her name right away, so referred to her as "pink sweater lady." I found out she was taking dancing lessons the next day, so I signed up for one that I didn't need just so she could gradually get to know me. 

In about four months we were married. I don't know why we took, like, FOREVER!

Here is our dance to Angel today. 

13 years ago today we met at a dance. I walked in and saw this woman on the dance floor....simply sparkling. Like there was some kind of Broadway-type spotlight on her.  I quickly put on my dance shoes and rushed out onto the floor between songs, wanting to get to her before anyone else asked her to dance. I went up to her and asked: "Can I have a dance?” 

She had her back to me, and turned around when I asked her. Her first words to me, ever, were: "What is it?" I said "It's a waltz," recognizing from the first chord that it was Sarah McLachlan singing Angel. 

Vicky is wearing the same dress and sweater she wore that night. She has saved them all of these years. I didn't know her name right away, so referred to her as "pink sweater lady." I found out she was taking dancing lessons the next day, so I signed up for one that I didn't need just so she could gradually get to know me. 

In about four months we were married. I don't know why we took, like, FOREVER!

Here is our dance to Angel:
 



Sunday, March 10, 2024

Our Brigadoon in the mountains

The snow has melted, the sky is a bright robin’s egg blue, and the sun is shining down upon our world….

We have returned to our lovely mountain cabin in Pine.  


We can see the  Mogollon Rim in the distance from my Valentine Lot.  The Rim rises 2,500 feet above our dear cabin.  We are surrounding by a playground of hundreds of miles where we can camp, cycle, and hike….this is heaven on Earth!

And we are happy together, here in the , in our Brigadoon —loving as Gene Kelly and Cyd Charesse loved each other and danced together in Brigadoon….a magical, kind, loving world where love is endless and forever.

Thank you, Danny, for bringing me to here, to this home, where we are so very happy together.

Sunday, March 3, 2024

Emily really likes Leisure World…and she likes us too!

And we really like Emily too.  As Dad Graybill said to me, “Vicky, I love you.  But even more important, I like you.”

This is the third spring that Emily has made a special trip to visit us in Leisure World….solo.  All by herself, no kids, no Sean.  She comes here to see us and hang out in Leisure World…and get some rest.

This is her time.  She gets to do whatever she wants.  And we get to spend days pampering her.  We love it!

We packed the refrigerator with all of Emily’s favorite veggies….


….and Beyond Burgers and lots of ice cream….


Nothing’s better with ice cream than fresh baked cookies LOADED with chocolate chips, and nobody but me puts in enough chocolate chips.  Everyone says that there are an awful lot of chocolate chips. Then they eat every cookie…and ask for more!

Every morning Emily ran through the beautiful streets and paths of Leisure World, while I prepared our breakfast.

One morning before dawn, we took a walk on the paths surrounding our golf course and the serene lakes.  We were treated with a brilliant sunrise lighting up Nuestra Casa, our lovely home.




Emily has so many wonderful memories of visiting her grandparents in Leisure World as a child.  We always take a walk to the home that Mom and Dad lived in for 20 years.  And we say ‘hi’ to Mom and Dad, think about our days with them, and tell them how much we love them.

I also tell them that I will take good care of Danny, Kathy, and all their grandchildren.

Here we are, once again, talking to Mom and Dad…


We swam, took several walks every day, and talked and laughed together.  These days with Emily were very special.  

We treasure each moment we spend with our children and grandchildren.  It is a gift.  Thank you, Emily!