I'd never heard of Danville, CA until I reconnected with my old friend, Richene last summer. We'd worked together back in the mid-1970s in Colorado, when we'd lived and partied together, too. We played softball together on a women's softball team for Diners Club, taking the championship two of the three years we played. I was the Captain those years and our escapades of that time are some of my great memories.
Richene is now married to a great guy, Mike, and has a daughter. Much of her time is now spent riding her horse, Razz, at the equestrian center near her home in Danville.
Here, she is leading Razz to a mounting stump so she can ride him in the ring.
She certainly enjoys her time with her horse.
A blur of excellence over this jump.
All done for the morning lesson.
And this was us back then, getting ready to hit the disco bars in Denver; what a change! At least for me.
While at Richene's, she dug out her old album of photos from the '70's, when we lived, worked, and partied together in Colorado. I'd bought a new 1976 Yamaha XS400 motorcycle that we used to take for a spin in our cutoffs, bikini tops and sandals. We figured that if folks were looking at us, they wouldn't hit us. Stupid, but we survived. I took that motorcycle with me when I moved to New Zealand in 1979 and that was the last time Richene and I had seen each other.
Me, Denny, and Richene in cave woman outfits we made ourselves for a Halloween party. The bones in our hair were rawhide dog bones. We even made fur boots wrapped with rawhide for our feet.
Me and Richene having a blast with Bobbie and Denny. We always had a good time together!
What a blast from the past! After a wonderful visit and a fun stroll down memory lane, we moved on again with our current adventure in time.