Slipstream - August 2005

Father’s Day Picnic
by Ed Mayo
Yep, if you came to the Father’s Day picnic on Sunday, you missed
the whole thing. Just to see who reads Slipstream and who doesn’t,
it was decided to have the picnic on Saturday this year. Believe it or
not Dave and Doris Casey actually enjoy having the mob come to their
house once a year (but only once a year!).
Photo by Dennis Chamberlain
Jan Mayo and Grandaughter Regan
The weather cooperated with some pleasant June temperatures,
you know, mid-nineties, no need to bring a sweater. Of
course the kids really enjoy the pool, although I swear Dave must
dump bags of ice in the pool the morning of the event. How else
can the water be that cold after a month of June temperatures? It
didn’t appear to bother the small humans though.
Photo by Dennis Chamberlain
Even the kids had a good time.
Of course Chef Dave, fresh from his night job at Jack-in-the-
Box, did the honors of cooking the burgers and hot dogs, and this
year he was showing off his new built-in grill. If the water in the
pool was just a little warmer, the place would be perfect!
At some point during the day there was a water balloon toss
for the kids, but I wisely stayed away from that, kids and water
balloons are a dangerous combination.
Photo by Dennis Chamberlain
Handling a Porsche is Like Catching a Water Balloon...
Joel Nannis drew the short straw this year and was the concours
judge. He even had score sheets to add that air of authenticity to the
process. I thought Joel did a wonderful job of judging and, no, this
has nothing to with the fact that my car won its class. I narrowly
beat out Michele de Jong’s ’70 911 and my daughter, Michele’s, ’72
911. I think I had shinier valve stem caps. Richard Cross won the
356 class, but I think its time some of you other 356 owners come
out and give him some competition. (Hint!)
Photo by Dennis Chamberlain
Joel ‘Concours’ Nannis Holding Court
So we came to that time when we must say our farewells so
the Casey’s can finally have some peace and quiet. Ahhh, but
we’re not done yet, part of the way home my elder granddaughter
(youngest granddaughter is only year old, and doesn’t do
drawings yet) realized she had left a hand made, personalized
Father’s Day drawing for Dad at the Casey’s, so a quick U-turn
and back we went. Thank goodness the clean–up hadn’t started
yet. Thanks to the Caseys, as always for opening up their home to
our mob!
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