Ramsey was my third high school in four years. Despite my misgivings about being the new girl senior year, it proved to be the best year of all, thanks to a combination of good friends, good teachers, and a shiny, almost-brand-new school. I'm sorry to have to miss the reunion. I'm sure it will be a wonderful occasion.
Not much has changed since the 40th. I'm still in New Mexico with my husband of nearly 30 years, Bob Jones. We live in Chimayo, 35 miles north of Santa Fe, in an old adobe farmhouse; we have a small orchard with 25 fruit trees of various kinds. Like most people who deal with growing things, we've watched 25 years of climate change with some apprehension. We are at 7000 feet altitude and we should have yellow leaves in the orchard by now. This past week the temperature reached 88 degrees. It will be interesting to see if the trees can adapt. We depend on water from mountain snow pack through a gravity-flow irrigation system built by the Spanish 300 years ago; it will be interesting to see what becomes of that, too.
We are presently cohabiting with two formerly feral cats, hoping someday they'll let us have a dog again. Our children have dispersed, Bob's son (Alan) and daughter (Amy) to Alaska and Arizona respectively, and my son (Jason Gerber) to Hong Kong (are they trying to tell us something?). The contemporary photograph is of two of my favorite people, Bob and his namesake, our newest grandson, Robert Jason. We also have Amy's twins, Genevieve and Alden, six years old.
Bob still works at Los Alamos National Laboratory in hazardous waste management. I'm still writing but no longer about computer systems and computer security. I've had some small success with poetry and am trying my hand at fiction.
If anyone would like to get in touch, my email address is chimayosa@gmail.com. Saludos to everyone, and I'll be thinking of Roseville Friday night.