Memorial Day. Party at Royal Palm.

Main St flags
Main St, Warner NH, flags line the street for Memorial Day. This was the view from my parents living room window, and it meant a lot to my Dad whose chair was beside that window.

Memorial Day always brings me memories of my home town, Warner NH. Unlike living in a large city such as Phoenix, many aspects of life are much closer in these small towns. There is a closeness and community and sense of history that you don’t find in large cities. In Warner, as perhaps in many other towns. Memorial Day has a lot of meaning. Those who died in service are remembered with ceremony. I don’t know if they still do, but when I was a youngster even school kids participated in Memorial Day exercises and we knew what it was all about.

Bill Russell (l) and Wayne Moderson (c) cooking burgers and brats

Meanwhile, here in Royal Palm we celebrated Memorial Day with a party attended by about 25 residents. The invitee list started with those of us who frequent the pool on summer afternoons and grew from there. Bill Russell sort of organized it and Elaine expanded on his ideas. It was a total potluck, and we had an overwhelming amount of food. Bill with Wayne Moderson’s help cooked some burgers and brats on the grill, but the rest was prepared and brought in by us all. Elaine baked two pies: one regular apple and one caramel apple. They must have been good, because only half of one came home with us. I contributed my premixed margaritas.

Folks enjoying visiting. Pete Petersen, Elaine Elaine Immerso, George Immerso

We got there around 2:30 and left around 5:30, so it was an afternoon of fun. The party was held outside at the Clubhouse and Pool, with the food tables in the shade outside the Clubhouse. We mostly chatted and chewed for about an hour and then Agnes Volk started the move to the pool, followed by me. Others came in a soon we had more people in the pool than we have seen in a long time. I think there were at least a dozen at one time.

Immersos getting immersed

A high point (of sorts) was when the Immersos got immersed (sorry, couldn’t help that one). George Immerso’s parents are here for the season and his mother has been wanting to get in the pool for several weeks. In her 90s, she doesn’t get around well and gets to the pool area via motorized scooter chair. But with the help of son George and Wayne Moderson, Dale Stroh, and her husband she was able to get in the water, slowly. But once there she walked around the pool freely with the help of a pool noodle for support.

The potluck food laid out on a table. There were two tables, full.

Elaine and Bill put together some takeout dinners and Elaine and Pete delivered them to some who could not get out for the party. They were well appreciated!