Darryl’s dad’s memorial/wake

Lee and I went down together for Darryl’s father’s memorial party at his family’s home in Long Beach. Just a quick overnight trip because Lee was outbound to Colorado two days after the wake. Fun to check out LBC a tiny bit — though the Airbnb on 7th Street was kind of lame. Neither of us got much sleep. But the mood at the party was festive and loving so that was all the energy we needed. I got to catch up with many folks I hadn’t seen in a long time, including Karen Dunn, D’s indefatigable mom. Even managed to get Lee to walk around exploring the Alamitos neighborhood where Darryl grew up — peppered with all kinds of amazing craftsman style bungalows.

(Loads more pics on Darryl’s Google Photos page here:¬†https://photos.google.com/share/AF1QipOnSmFFHefFdt8OyO-8ojxNvjapkmLQYJLDF7qVFko14Y9ifuTG5QW7Jk_CUvC7Jw?key=eENzN0NEQTV0dHR1eURLV3JXRXJhREQ1aWJQTTFR )

Lee goes full-on NOW VOYAGER as we deplane from the rear doors.

24 hour donuts right across the street. Danger!

Bluff Beach, 76 degrees in February. Lordy.

Check out the roof shingle in detail. Whoa.

The four piece Irish band is behind Karen. They really made it a party.

I just love this pic. The Old Pals together again, still strong with 25+ years together.

Diane (Darryl’s aunt) and me.