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Gold Cards

Hello all,

football players in Walla Walla sell Gold Cards. They usually do a door-to-door blitz and hit the entire city. This year, there isn't any blitz, the players are on their own.

If you buy a Gold Card, you get discounts at several local places, mostly restaurants. The discounts are good for a year. Our Gold Card always pays for itself within days; the Lorenzo's pizza deal is a good one! They cost $10. If anyone wants one, let me know. We have to sell 32!!!!


Lou, a courtly and elegant gentleman, devoted father, loving husband, died today...8/31/06. Godspeed, dear Lou. We honor a life well-lived, a man well-loved. Cathy, Drew and Damon, our prayers are with you. I found this verse. I like to think that Lou took the hand that was offered. While we are here, knowing the pain of being left behind, we can cling to the certainty of a glad reunion.


  1. I want one Michelle; I will get it from you next week when you are in.

  2. I'm in for one. Is there a Starbucks deal on this one? If so I might want two. Glad you let us know.
    Just mentioned this to my husband he wants one also, we are in for two for sure.

  3. My dear Walla Walla friends,

    Thank you. Thank you, all. I love you. I love you all. Thank you for your support and kindness, for a stranger across the country...the city mouse. I can't wait to meet you all, and I will. I will ... I have to. Thank you. Your kindness overwhelms me. Sending you all love.

    w/o Lou, the love of my life.
    dx gbm 10/04, left us 8/31/06


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