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Crown8Crown7The tent seats 728. That was my calculation this year. Last year Peter also did the math but came up with a different number. Who’s Peter? Peter is one of my regulars at the Crown Picnic on the Wauconda farm. I’ve drawn him every year for the past twelve years, along with the others in my fan club. His wife, Carla, was facing another knee surgery in a couple of days.
Crown6That’s how we talk under that big tent, we tease, we joke and we gossip. Let’s gossip some more.
Last year Fred had just been laid off. I drew him, all grubby and raggedy, selling pencils. This year he has a job again. He’s an engineer, kind of on the fact-oriented side, and ahem, need we say more,  not the funniest guy you’ll ever have a drink with. But he’s employed, riding the wave again. So this year I drew him in form, looking suave and classy. Like Michael Caine in “Dirty, Rotten Scoundrels.”

Crown10Then there’s darling Brigid, who flies back to county Meath every year, where she owns the house she was born in. Every year, when I see her there at the picnic, I get up to hug her. A couple of years ago she sent me a silver and crystal Waterford mail openers from Ireland. She’s a dear. This year she’d been to Italy with a group, got sick in Rome, and such, but loved it all. Her eyes are fine after the lasik. We talk, I draw, it’s great.

For heart-to-hear talk, there’s Cheryl, whose brother stayed in Vegas this year, but her friend Susan did make it. And Cheryl’s daughter now has a boyfriend and they came to the picnic, sat there and nudged each other and giggled while I was drawing them.————-









Joan also came. She works in a bridal shop and has satirical observations about the illusions involved in that business. I always draw her verrrrry sasssssy.——————————

There are lots of people I remember from previous years and am getting to know better. I remember how I drew them last year and come up with something new this year.
You call this a job? What a privilege. I love every minute at the Crown Picnic. And when the deserts come out, the chocolate-raising-oatmeal cookies are to die for.






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You think Whole Foods is a beautiful store. You should see the beautiful people in the back who make it all possible!   I was set up in the employee lounge and anybody who wanted to spend her or his break sitting in front of me to be drawn funny, could be drawn…funny.    Great atmosphere.  Loved it.  Learned that Lhakpa in Tibetan means Wednesday, Pawku in Burmese means Flower and Adiel means ornament of god in a Canaanite language.  The oatmeal cookies with chocolate chips and cranberries were to die for, abundant, and free. This is how companies should be run:  show the folks who work for you that you appreciate them.  Builds moral, good for them, good for you.  Thank you, Calandra!

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