Christopher Creek may consider pressing charges against the month of May. Misdemeanors might include malicious mischief and loitering. Maybe there is enough evidence to support a charge of felony grand theft. Our spring has been stolen from us. Last Thursday in Payson, the numbers in the lines at groceries and gas pumps dispelled the myth that recent cold weather would keep people away. By that afternoon Creekers began to show up around here. Following last week’s snow and rain, we find it curious that there were grass fires along the highway last Friday midday. Two starts in our district and several more on the Rim were evidently the result of chains dragging as the many holiday weekenders made their way out of the Valley.
Across the road neighbors, Blake and Dee Dee, along with the kids, Christian and Ivory, and the four dogs, all showed up Thursday. Dee Dee’s sister, Lindsay, and her husband, Eddy and young Clayton, soon joined them. Then came her dad, John and his wife, Sandy. But, wait, and then there came Dee Dee’s mom, Sherrie, and her husband, Bill. A six-day weekend was what they had planned.
By Friday evening, things were buzzin’ around the Creek. Down at the Landmark, there was a great crowd for cocktails. The Santan Six were all there — Bob and Peggy, Larry and Debbie, with Pat and Carolyn. Kenn and Pat showed up and Pat got many early birthday greetings.
Dean and Genny had their son Bob (Bobber) up for the weekend. Following a medical crisis, Bob has lost a remarkable 74 pounds in a year and was looking great. After keeping Josh and his wait-staff hoppin’, many made their way home early to rest up for a big Saturday.
In the very early morning hours on Saturday, tragedy arrived at the door of CKFD station 51. While dealing with death exacts its toll on our firefighters, having to comfort those who just lost their infant for the hours it took authorities to respond had to be a double gut-punch. Our hats are off to Captain Rhett Connolly and paramedic Jason Tutay for their professionalism during that long morning.
The emergency delayed for an hour the Firebelles breakfast, but the crowd turned out in force and the auxiliary brought in $970 for their efforts. This group always does a great job. Back at the station in the early afternoon, there were 45 in attendance for the spring Christopher Creek HOA meeting.
John Turtchin announced upcoming events including the June 8 community picnic, volunteer sign ups and a discussion of the age-old problem of dealing with potholes. John Mitchell spoke briefly about the Independence Day Parade on July 6. The meeting was well under an hour and then came the ice cream, sponsored by the board officers, John, Jane Pizzuti and Karen Thornton.
Later that afternoon there was the big horseshoe tournament and barbecue at Creekside RV Park. Then at five, the LDS church parking lot filled up as folks came to enjoy the food and entertainment at the annual barbecue.
While all that was going on, the rumored campfire and cocktail gathering down on Apple Lane turned out to be true. Dozens showed up at Helen Groom’s home where snacks, popcorn, beverages and fire pits were enjoyed. Don’t remember seeing the Calihans. Later we made a short visit to the Landmark to listen to the Silver Star Band and there was a good crowd.
Paul and Heather Calihan are the newest permanent residents here in the Creek. Their place is on the corner of Uphill Drive and Top of the Hill Drive. They have had a cabin here for several years and are selling the house in the Valley. The newest Creek residents were among the scores of folks at Sunday afternoon’s invasion of Chuck and Karen Schmidt’s back lawn overlooking the creek. It was a rare appearance in recent years for the Tiajauna Taxi and the oldies provided by Bud Light John. Greg and Debbie were at the grill while Loren and Julie Frost helped out with tasty margaritas. There were two long tables of food and desserts brought by neighbors. The party was billed as the revival of the Parrot in the Pines ala Chuck.
Thanks to Karen and Chuck for hosting a great way to start the summer ... and that’s another week in the Creek.