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| OHCC LIVING | MARCH 2024 | 35 The RV Club is welcoming in spring with many great travel plans in the works and new members. Welcome aboard all new RV'rs and WOW's, buckle up because it's going to be a great ride. In January, some of the group headed to Quartzsite, Arizona with hosts Michael Urban and Skip Harvey to visit the largest RV event in the USA, featuring classes, RVs for sale, all kinds of RV related and unrelated booths and much more. Then it was off to Mesa, Arizona to visit Barret Jackson's Classic Car Auction in Scottsdale, Dierks Bentley's Whiskey Row in Old Town Scottsdale and a tasty stop at Organ Stop Pizza. A great time was had by all. Springtime wouldn't be springtime in southern California if you didn't make a trip to the desert to see the wildflowers with Wagon- masters: Donna & Tim Bearman and WOW Coordinators Julie & John Pashkowsky aided by trip advisors Tom and Sue Porter. In March some of our group will be heading to Borrego Springs Resort to enjoy many activities including visiting the Galleta Meadows Estate with its Sky Art Metal Sculptures and exploring desert wildflowers in Anza-Borrego State Park. Stargazing in a designated Dark Sky Community, Sports Day at the Resort and of course, golf on the challenging and beautiful nine-hole golf course. Just when you thought spring had sprung, Sue and Tom Porter are leading the convoy to Gator by the Bay in May, San Diego's Zydeco, Blues and Catfish Festival, the largest most-authentic Louisiana- themed music and food festival this side of the bayou, featuring four days of live music with over 100 musical acts and special performances on seven stages, southern cuisine including 10,000 pounds of crawfish trucked from Louisiana, non-stop live music, dancing, and family fun at Spanish Landing Park on beautiful San Diego Bay. Make a note that the next RV Club Membership Meeting will be on March 19, and if you're not there, we might talk about you. Written by Marshall Kelsay RV Club Yiddish Club How does a nice Jewish girl like me, from Rancho Mirage, CA, meet a gentle Dutch Doctor from the Hague, Holland? Why on a Greek ship touring the Greek Islands, of course! It was on the day after my 41st birthday when Dirk asked this lady he was chatting with if she knew me. He pointed me out as I entered the room. She said "yes, she's in our group." He asked to be introduced to me. Very old fashioned and proper. That's where the proper began and ended. The next morning, I found him on deck in the sunshine with a deck chair reserved for me. So began my entry into a whole new life. It was August 1978 and a wonderful life it was! What I thought of as a shipboard romance, due to last the remaining four days of the cruise, was in essence, the beginning of a 37-year exquisite love story, ending only with his death in 2015. But meanwhile, two weeks after returning home, mushy love letters literally crossed in the mail. So began a three-month correspondence and romance by telephone. So, he decided to come to a medial convention in San Diego (really a visit to me, but this way a business write off.) We signed in at "The Del" hotel and went straight to Rancho Mirage for eight happy, happy days. We each unbeknownst to the other, had very nice expensive gifts for the other; certainly not what you'd give someone you've known for four and one half days. Now we knew each other 12 ½ days, and not very romantically, driving down the I-10 to LAX, we decided to change the diamond ring he'd brought me from the fourth finger right hand, to the fourth finger left hand just like that-we were engaged. After another three month of telephone romance, we decided I should visit him in Holland, during the coldest part of the year to see if this Southern California girl could abide the winter. Now I don't know if it was just my usual rambunctious self or if we "knew something" was extra special about our connection but we already decided I would move to Holland, (I never noticed the cold)! Three months later, with the blessing of my daughter Kari, then 18 and my son, Keith who was 15 and went to live with his father, both of them settled in Laguna. I moved to the Hague-and the rest was history. My father, shaking his wise gray head said "with all the men in America you couldn't find one here? Written by Sunny Frowein