The rest of Sunday we took it easy doing the Spelling Bee puzzle from the NYTimes, and listening to Public Radio. But we learned at church that our friend, Nancy Miller, who had pancreatic cancer, and for whom we had sung at her home on Friday, had died early Sunday morning. Word had gone out that the family would appreciate meals, so on Monday, Ellen spent much of the day preparing food while I worked on books. We took the meal over at 5:30, but no one was home! We found a way to leave it in the frig, fortunately. Nancy was an orchardist, and her trees were in fantastic bloom! It was like her trees were honoring her.
Nancy Miller's orchard in bloom
Then Ellen suggested we go see the movie Chappaquiddick, at the Latchis, and I said, "Sure," so we did. Popcorn was our supper. We were in the small theatre #3, and who should come but Andy and Robin. About eight people altogether - not a crowd. It wasn't a great film, but it was worth seeing. The Latchis has a lot of Grecian murals. E.g.:
We talked with Andy and Robin a while after the film and came home.