Voices from the past

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Sunday afternoon at Clayfolk, and a voice says, Is that Frank? Do you remember me? It's Amy Ruth!

And the thing is, I do. The voice is familiar, the face almost, and the name rings a vague bell. But I can't figure out from where.

And no wonder. Amy Ruth was one of our student employees at the UO Craft Center, when I was a resident potter there. Back around, oh, 1993. (Sadly, a year after co-resident Peter Meyer left, or we could have had a double reunion.) She's 44, now, married, with five kids, a 16-year-old daughter and stair-step boys. After some time in Anacortes, and years in Forest Grove, she missed the sunshine, so they moved back to Southern Oregon two years ago.

The boys were with their dad at Kids Clay, but I got to meet daughter Addie Rae. Amy picked out a woodpecker mug for her carpenter husband; Addie Rae spotted a raven mug for herself. And I snapped a pic, for here, and to send off to Diane at the Craft Center, assistant director then, now in charge of the whole shebang.