Diana
and I drove from Connecticut and arrived at the hotel in West Warwick
before noon on Saturday. Rosalie, who is from the Providence area and
had arranged the GTG, was at a funeral for the mother of a close friend,
so Marilyn had been designated to greet those who arrived on Saturday.
Marilyn had driven from Virginia Beach to Brooklyn, where she met
Gladys, who drove the rest of the way to Rhode Island.
Judy/Jodi came from Massachusetts an hour after we arrived. By 2 PM,
Rosalie had returned from the funeral and Gladys and Karen, from
Chicago, completed the group. Jim Q, Tippy and Anne had gone out on
their own for the day, antique hunting in Providence.
The group drove to the capitol building and parked there. After a short
walk, we sat down at an outdoor table at the Napa Valley Grille in the
large Providence Place mall. Rosalie was greeted by the staff and her
ongoing patronage of the restaurant and friendship with the staff was
rewarded by the appearance of two complimentary cheese and fruit
platters.
While we were ordering a late lunch, Aileen and Jay, who had driven down
together from northeastern Connecticut arrived and joined us for the
meal. A brief sprinkle almost caused us to retreat inside, but the rain
soon stopped and no more was to dampen the day or evening. The predicted
constant rain with heavy thundershowers did not materialize.
After eating, we walked around the riverfront area, through a tunnel and
to an outdoor rink where entertainment was in progress. Providence’s
dancing cop performed, gyrating to music as if he were directing traffic
to a rhythmic beat.
Jay decided to join the audience at the outdoor theater for a
performance of Macbeth. The rest of the group, with Tippy and Anne now
present, selected seats at the edge of the river. At the conclusion of
the play, Jay joined us and we waited for dusk.
Then, gongs rang and music played from outdoor speakers. The braziers
full of wood, set into the river, were set afire by boatloads of
volunteers dressed completely in black. Throughout the night they would
replenish the burned wood in the 25 to 30 braziers and keep the fires
alive. What was impressive at dusk became spectacular in the darkness.
Fully satisfied, all of us started to walk up the path beside the river
with Rosalie as our guide. Judy/Jodi said goodbye and left to return
home. After the rest of us enjoyed some liquid refreshment at the Napa
Valley Grille, Aileen and Jay departed for Connecticut because Jay had
scheduled his first sky dive for Sunday.
Less Tippy and Anne, we returned to the hotel and talked until two in
the morning. We would have continued on, except for the planned brunch
the next morning. Jim Q, a retired Navy captain, had arranged for those
who were still present to dine at the Officers’ Club on the Naval Base
at Newport. All were awake and ready by 9:30 and we set off from the
hotel. At the club, we were joined by Ruth and Larry from Massachusetts,
recently married. The sumptuous meal was a fitting conclusion to the
GTG. It is hard to believe we had so much to do and enjoy in just one
day’s time.
Len Z |
Swan next to brazier covered
with plastic in case of rain. This is what they light & is one of
the Waterfires. |