Wishing a "Happy" Memorial Day has always been something I've found hard too do. On Memorial Day, we remember and honor those who have given the ultimate sacrifice to keep us safe. I sincerely thank you all. Oceanside, California - my home town - is a Marine town. And damn proud of it (OOOO RAHHH)! Camp Pendelton is our neighbor to the north, separating San Diego from Orange county. The older I get, the younger the recruits get. I know that if my car breaks down, or I need any kind of help, there will always be a Marine there to assist. I love these guys. I thank my Marines every chance I get. I've given free caramel buckets to 2 Marines at every market that Cheryl's Caramels attends. I have done this from the very beginning and will continue to do so. These guys and gals always look so shocked that someone is being nice to them. That bothers me. There are conditions, three of them to be exact, that the recipients of the free caramel buckets must understand. 1. They can not say "Thank You" back to me. I am thanking them for their service. 2. They have to kick some butt if they get the chance. 3. They have to come back safe and sound. Now kicking butt and coming back are never a problem for these brave young men and women. The hardest part for them is to not say "Thank You" back to me. That really goes against their grain - and spurs creativity. Have I told you that I love these guys? So I honor and thank all service people, those who have served, sacrificed and their families. We are the land of the free, because of the brave.
Archive for May 26, 2014
After receiving a reverse 911 call Wednesday afternoon, I could possibly have had only minutes to evacuate my home of 30 years here in Oceanside, California. Now mind you, we DO have a PLAN. Have for years. You know, important papers, prescriptions, plastic (credit cards), pet care, etc. We even have an emergency kit that contains everything (so they say) for 20 plus days of survival. Huge, horrible, devastating wild fires had been wreaking havoc for two days now here in our peaceful, perfect little corner of northern San Diego county. Rancho Santa Fe, Carlsbad, Fallbrook, Bonsall and San Marcos were all on fire! We are used to fires. In the Fall months, not spring time. We are used to fires. Inland, not in the coastal areas. So here comes the call. There is a new fire. The "River Fire". Someone, I believe CalFire (God bless them all) actually names these hellish fires. This one is just a couple miles away from our home. I could see the smoke, I could smell it. I went into emergency mode. Grabbed the supplies, the water, lap tops, chargers, power supply, tent, chairs, camping box, framed photos (all other photos have been scanned to disk), important papers, passports and cash. I've been at it now for a half an hour. No second call. Yet. I can bring more stuff, I have the room. Quickly crated up some heirlooms. A few pieces of my Nana's china, my husbands grandmother's silver, my Herrend china from Budapest. Oh dear, this could be the last time I see ANY of my stuff... Really a sobering feeling. Still room, and precious time. My husband was humored and pleased that I included his tackle box, fishing poles (we had to eat, right?) and an engraved putter. Clothes, toiletries, dog leashes and - oh wait - what about all my caramels? Full crates and coolers of caramels, some were ready for the Sunset Market in Oceanside that I did not attend. Even more full crates ready for the Escondido Street Faire this Sunday (will they even have it?). They will have to stay. The caramels would burn. I can make more. I can replace them. I can't replace my son's school portraits. I did have room for my folder with Cheryl's Caramels licenses and certificates. That would be important. The caramels would be left behind, the caramels would have burned - but they didn't. We are under a "shelter in place" order, but there is no longer a danger of needing to evacuate. Our home, our pets, our stuff, the caramels - it's all safe. But so many are not safe. So many are still evacuating, so many have lost their homes, so many didn't have the luxury of time to pack up their valuables. So many have lost everything... Please keep these people in your prayers, along with the tireless fire fighters from all over who have come to help.