by Jan Chaffin

• Disclaimer: The views expressed are mine alone and do not necessarily reflect the views of my employers.

Chapter Nineteen

I want to add a few updates since the last post.

The wood damage to my house is beginning to be repaired with a little help from my friends.

The Nazis returned for another flash mob appearance in Charlottesville.

Fires are raging throughout northern California incinerating entire towns, reminding us of our fragile nature. As I write this, some of our own Park Rangers are fighting those fires.

I’m among those being honored this week for our volunteer efforts at the Monterey Bay Aquarium. The honor has been all mine!

The neighbor who owns the cat and I sat down for the talk. It was decided I should install and leave unlocked a cat door. I now have a cat door and the cat comes and goes but so far always comes back to me!

Despite macing (accident) a senior aide and selling a forbidden site to a Girl Scout Troop leader who was trying to pull a fast one, I am surviving the season. And now begins the nostalgia of my last days at Henry Cowell. I mentioned earlier that the park is bigger than any one influence. This summer really hasn’t been about me. I am humbled in the presence of that which is greater. As have I, may those who follow me appreciate the resources they are serving, sharing and protecting.