Tuesday, October 20, 2009

A note from Rex Weddle (with pictures)

Bill Koste was kind enough to invite me, Rodney Weiher and Don Kunz for a visit in Farmington, NM. We had such little time at the reunion for any real bull session that this seemed a good opportunity.

Don flew to Vegas from Bend, OR and he and I drove down to Farmington on Monday, 10/12, while Rodney flew in from Washington.

From Tuesday-Thursday we were hosted by Bill, whose wife Pat fed us in exceptional fashion. Bill arranged an interesting three days of tours throughout the Four Corner area, including Chaco National Park with its fascinating pueblo ruins.

Durango and Delores CO were interesting stops.

Don, who studies with the native Indian flute, played several of his own compositions at the various Native American sites we visited. He made several dollars from other tourists after Bill set up a collection jar.

Bill has an inexhaustible memory for names. Bill, Don and I all attended Frances Willard from kindergarten on. Not only could Bill remember all his teachers' names, he could remember ours and all our neighbors. A name came up, he remembered exactly where their houses were.

As you might imagine, a memory like that for detail and events help fuel our own recall. We spent four days without repeating ourselves. I did have to call Kenworthy once to confirm one wild story from Rod.

Bill also had never thrown away any piece of paper associated with his life: grade school pics, 3&2 baseball league yearbooks, you name it. These all helped jog our poor memories.

We felt a bit sorry for Don, who found himself continually on the defensive from three others with conservative political views. However, we tried to keep such topics at a minimum, mainly because he's a hell of a debater.



..................Three guys with hair, one without


..................Don, communing with the spirits


" These pueblo guys used linear programming models and statistical decision theories..." (Rod and Bill talking)


"No, it's YOUR turn to drive." (Rod, Bill and Don in front of a car)


.................."How did these people fit thru such small doors?"


This train doesn't stop here any more. (in front of Durango station)


.................."Don, turn your back when you do that."

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