On Tuesday, May 25th, we drove from Brookings the 100 miles to Grants Pass - passing again through the redwood forests of the National Park.
Wednesday was my Dad's 90th birthday. He is looking good and feeling fine. We celebrated his birthday with a present of a headlight (flashlight) for his walker, alterations to some of his pajama bottoms to make them usable, and a pot roast dinner prepared by Sara. Jerry's brother Mark and his wife, Jamie share the house with Dad and look after him. They joined us for dinner also.
We parked our trailer at Dad's house for three days and then moved it up to a vacation rental house that we rented for the week. The house was about 4 miles out of Grants Pass and had 4 bedrooms and 2 baths. Brother Jeff flew in from Texas and Brother Tom and his family came down from Newport and Portland, OR. Mike and Vicki Millard, the "fifth brother" of the family, also joined us. Michael and Danielle with Andrew and Kaleb flew in from Texas and David and fiancé Britt Millard (Mike and Vicki's daughter) came down from Portland. Dad had every son, every grandchild, and every great-grandchild there that weekend to celebrate his 90th birthday.
On Saturday was a parade in downtown Grants Pass that several of our family groups attended. Then in the afternoon Mark and Jamie, along with Jeff, hosted an open house for Dad where many of his long time Grants Pass associates had the opportunity to come over and wish him the best.
Then on Sunday we had a big celebration with all of the family there, except three who were there on Monday. We had a professional photographer take pictures to "capture the moment". What a great time to get the whole family together and celebrate with Dad.
On Monday we watched the 51st annual Boatnik hydroplane races on the Rogue River at the park where Tom and his family were camping. Then lots of people had to head home.
Sara and I, along with Michael, Dani, Andrew and Kaleb had the house to ourselves for the rest of the week.
On Tuesday it was raining hard but we thought we would give it a shot to drive up to Crater Lake National Park for the day. We had to take two cars to get the 6 of us up there. When we arrived it was raining hard with gusting winds; the snow was still so high that we couldn't see over the snowbank to see the lake. We had lunch at the lodge on the rim of the lake, but never got a chance to see the lake hidden by the snow bank and fog. So close and yet so far!
With more visits with Dad and fun time with our grandsons, we were able to keep busy the rest of the week.