Orange County Register — North County News; Date: Oct. 18, 2018; Section: News; Page Number: A4
WHAT A DAY
Making our own sunshine even as the clouds roll by
Last Saturday was Placentia Heritage Day. Like the rest of the city, I had made my plans. I knew how my booth would decorated, what I would give to my visitors, even what I would wear. By October 13th, I was ready, for sunshine and friendly faces.
The weather had other plans.
I packed my booth on Friday night, to the steady sound of thunder and rain, with large dollops of lightning to brighten the skies. It was beautiful, and needed, but the timing couldn’t have been worse.
Were we going to have a parade, or even a festival?
As I packed, I adjusted my plan. My cardboard Dean Martin would not be coming, as wet grass destroys his Italian loafers. I was taking only the basics.
Saturday came, and I drove to Tri City Park, not knowing what to expect. What I found was business as usual. I pulled in, dropped off my stuff, and parked, the way I do every year.
This year, I just did it in the rain.
Again, I found myself making adjustments as I set everything up. My banner stayed in storage. I put out display copies of each book, and kept my inventory safe in their plastic tub.
The bad part of the rain was that it forced a number of bands not to march in the parade. There was a lot of grumbling, but these bands were supposed to march during the thick of the rainstorm, and many instruments can be ruined when subjected to so much water.
By afternoon, we were down to the occasional drizzle, which meant more people coming out to enjoy the food, music, and shopping. The Darden Sisters played on the stage, sounding very folksy and comforting. I almost forgot the droplets of water hitting me randomly from my water-resistant, not waterproof, canopy.
People stopped by, strangers and friends, to tell me they love my column or to gawk at all the books I’ve written, or to talk about Placentia. They are why I have a booth each year—to chat with everyone.
One lady saw my morning post on the Placentia Buzz, and came by to say hello. She watched my booth while I ran to the restroom, and I tried to give her a book as a Thank You, but she declined, and bought one instead.
You’re the best kind of people, Sue.
Dale popped by, which allowed me to visit a few of the other booths, something I normally don’t get a chance to do. I got to say hello to my friends who are raising money for our Placentia Police Canine Foundation, checked out the Placentia Library booth, and walked past all the political offerings, both candidates and ballot measures.
I was at the library booth when I got a text from Dale. “Come back. You have a friend here.”
Of course, I scampered right back, and was delighted to see my friend RoseAnne. I met her last year, when she came to my booth. She is in her fashionably late 80s, and has no family, but has been adopted by her wonderful neighbors. They brought her to meet me, because she loves my writing and saw I would be at the festival. I was humbled by her joyful spirit.
We may have had clouds and rain, but everyone I met brought me plenty of sunshine.
Longtime Placentia resident Gayle Carline tracks those moments that shape her days as a wife, mom, computer whiz and horsewoman. E-mail her at [email protected].