Now, here is a true Sandpoint icon. I'm thinking, these days, that it's about the most beautiful structure in Sandpoint.
In addition, I think the building probably could easily cinch the title for most stories to be told about life inside its walls.
Some of those. involving the formative years, I've told in my first book Pocket Girdles. In fact, the title story occurred in the main building and the annex.
Our community is so fortunate that the Brad Scott family traveled through town several years ago, by chance, saw what I commonly refer to as the old junior high and decided to give it some new life.
Oh, what a beautiful job they did! You can read the rest of the story and see some wonderful photos by clicking the link below.
I went to what is now known as the Sandpoint Events Center yesterday at the recommendation of Theresa Stevens, owner of Snowbird Frames in Sandpoint's Pioneer Square.
Theresa was guiding me through the best way to frame a newspaper article and suggested having the original copied so it would not fade.
She sent me to 7B Copies Plus, LLC, which is located in our old junior high.
Turns out it's located in principal Charlie Stidwell's office. As I visited with the owner Aimee, I wondered if the ghost of Charlie might be lurking about.
Twas fun spending a little time in the building and reviewing some memories of junior high.
I enjoyed a double bonus yesterday after walking through the door at Snowbird Frames yesterday. Theresa's sister Jane happened to be there.
Could be more than 40 years since I've seen her. We had a great visit catching up on her life and her intentions to move back to Sandpoint. Then, Theresa helped me pick out materials for the framing job.
I haven't exactly stuck to my Wednesday night horseback riding regimen this summer cuz most of the time it's been too hot.
Yesterday, however, with its cooler temperatures, inspired me to saddle up Lily, ask for Bill's help in keeping track of our every move and climb aboard.
This time Lily and I headed for the woods. The pesky, nasty bugs are gone so it was an opportunity to enjoy the trails through the woods and, later, the hay field.
Lily seemed to enjoy herself as much as I did. Later, though, the constant whinnying of CB from the barnyard inspired her to start whinnying back and slip off focus.
She didn't behave too badly, but the change in attitude was noticeable. Lily's pretty transparent about expressing her feelings.
By that time, however, I was feeling gleeful, especially knowing that Bill was walking along with us, opening gates and keeping an eye out.
It was a lovely evening ride, and I feel grateful that I can have such experiences from time to time.
Throwback Thursday from my photo collection. Enjoy.
Twenty-four years coming up soon for the Young Loves
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