Barbara J. Hamby

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A Day of Ice and Skaters

I did not expect to be marooned by ice when the championship skaters were performing here in Portland. However, I’m grateful that I didn’t splurge and buy a ticket. I so enjoy watching the skaters on television and can see them from all angles without dealing with crowds, rude drivers, etc. Nevertheless, I’m happy to see that their audience is faithful and willing to struggle to get to the Rose Garden to see them in person.

Two of the events were just broadcast and I saw most of that. I?m looking forward to another two events this evening. The ice dancers and pairs skaters are particularly fascinating. The costumes are fabulous, and are surpassed by the choreography and technique of the skaters.

Last night, before the ice storm, the Swizzle Chicks packed the house at a local restaurant, The Blue Monk. My son and daughter-in-law are performers in that group. He plays the drums and she sings in the trio. My biased opinion is that their trio is better than some who made the big time in the ‘40’s and ‘50’s. My son will be playing at the Blue Monk, with the Original Cats, tonight. I hope all who are out driving will be cautious and sensible. Our whole area is a giant skating rink.

For those who’ve been following the Last Leaf saga, the stubborn little leaf appears to have succumbed to the weight of the ice and has left the dogwood tree bare.