My Glasses
I will be giving my current glasses of almost two-years a send off this summer. So, in homage, here are some pics of friends in them.
Portlandia
Was just in Portland visiting the Passion of the Hotz. Great weekend filled with work, homemade ketchup, bbqs, burgers, Portland Timbers, Nike, Owen and his fan and of course, Ohio.
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Oh Ruebens, how you disappoint
So after a two year hiatus of ruebens I’ve come to this conclusion: the burger is very average. They pile on delicious accoutrements, but try neglect the actual patty, which is bland, too greasy and generally uninspired.
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AFP Awards
I know it’s been a while, I’ve been mega busy in Whistler at the AFP World Championships and Telus Festival. Here are some pics from the AFP Awards dinner at the Barefoot Bistro.
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Sarah’s Celebration
Just got back from Whistler where I was attending the Sarah Burke Celebration of Life. I won’t go into much detail, but it was beautiful, both ceremonies. And I am honored to have been in attendance with all the amazing people celebration one incredible individual.
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Stuck in NYC
Thanks to a cancelled flight out of Boston, I get one more day in NYC with Clarke, Ryann, Annie and Sliker.
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Get Well, Sally
“Get well soon, Sally. You’ll get through this, Sally. We’re pulling for you, Sal. We love you.”
That’s about all anyone can say and can feel these days. And unfortunately, there isn’t much more we can do than hope and pray and wait. In a winter filled with tragedy, heartbreak and a hell of a lot of discomfort, we do what we have all learned to do, and that’s hope for the best.
It only took on phone call on Saturday to turn an otherwise joyous day into a harrowing night. Directly and succinctly I learned that one of our friends-one of our dearest community members-had fallen into darkness. The questions raced in my mind. But there were no words. Are there ever really any words? In my recent experience, no. But we say them anyway. We offer up our words to the unforgiving gods-or anyone who will listen- in hopes that they will hear us and relent.
“Sally, you’ll pull through this.”
Shortly after, in the dregs of an early morning airport followed by an early flight, followed by another, I got to thinking. Why Sally? Why her? Why hurt the good ones? I haven’t met too many people so in love with the mountains, So in love with skiing and so in love with life. A homebody, yes, but a caring and kind soul. Her motherly instinct, warming and generous. And her tenacity for a good ski day was unmatched. So, why Sally? Why, why, why?
The entire winter community has been baffled by such recent questions and it seems there is no end in sight. Merciless as its been, we never lose our hope. We won’t; we can’t. We must stay strong for sally, for her family, her friends. We must keep up hope, for ourselves and for the community.
I have no doubt in my Mind that we’ll be skiing together again soon. We’ll be drinking summer wine on a porch again soon. And we’ll most definitely be hearing that vivacious and full laughter that you call yours. And Sal, I’m not a writer like you, so come back and help me edit this token to you.
Godspeed Sally. Hurry back to us quickly. We all miss you a heck of a lot.
Love , Shay
For more information on Sally’s care and to donate, please visit her Caring Bridge page.