The main nurses desk is lit up and dressed with angels (notice that the angels are praying... as are we all... that the situation on Tinian will be resolved soon!)
A tree in the hall...
And, most important of all, lots of food!
Terri, Freddie Hofschnieder (current Clinic director), Florence, and Alice wait patiently for the festivities to begin
A canopy was set-up in case of rain, and picnic tables for the clinic employees and their families
Someone made a rice krispy treat in the shape of an 8 (a lucky number?). This is a prayer come true... unknown to everyone but me, Terri has been craving this very thing for weeks!
As usual (for Tinian), a whole pig has been roasted, along with other meat
And an entire table of food brought by those working at the clinic awaits the group. It had just about everything: pot roast, sea-food salad, pasta salad, lemon chicken, sushi, and other things, that I just simply could not describe!? But, I tried a little of everything, and was surprised to find that there wasn't a single dish I didn't like!
When I was growing up I learned to be brave in experimenting with new food: every Christmas Eve our family would travel to Bountiful (a city north of Salt Lake) to my uncle George's home. He would always provide a smorgasbord of different food--strange food... no, VERY strange food! And he would never tell us what was in the dish until after we had eaten! Some of the best dishes we ate were made from some of the strangest food...
After dinner we sat and talked while the children played. This group of children were playing a game with a ball: the child sitting in the chair had the ball, while the rest of the children sat, waiting for her to throw the ball. After the ball was thrown in some direction, the children would race to get it. The child that got the ball was now the one who got to sit in the chair!