Must be something to be a member of royalty where you’re given such personal treatment and attention. We found that out after accepting to an invitation to a no charge Tulameen Club “Pioneer” luncheon for seniors, given to us by residents Debbie and Kelly. In the Tulameen hall rows of tables decked out in autumn colours and banquet settings, shaped the atmosphere . It wasn’t the variety of sandwiches, the chicken or hamburger soup, selective deserts or the fellowship of the many that were there that was the highlight, it was the personalized warm esteem in which we were held and feted. But then that was the “Tulameenies” for you. We were a somebody. Seniors. Truly a recognized “Royal” family.
It was quite moving.
Remember it takes years and many experiences to become a “Senior.” In age “60’s” you’re getting up there and apprenticing. In the “70’s” you graduate as “old” and in recognition receive your daily asprin, water pill, high blood pressure pill, anti shake pill etc.,etc.,etc. Also, you are in pictures; X-Rays, Scans and MRI’s. You can get your knees hips and more rebuilt, although sometimes you have to wait for parts. The law doesn’t mind if you’re on drugs or use the needle.
If some Sweetie gives you a heart murmur, they’ll give you a “pace maker”. Quite an age.
At age 80 you become an “Elder” and are given the elders theme song: C.D., “Shake, Rattle and Roll.” Being what seems to be suddenly “elderly” you wonder where the years went and if some of the past really happened so it was nice to visit with some you haven’t seen for years at this wonderful luncheon. Others we very much enjoyed meeting were; the Community lady bus driver from the picturesque suburb of Coyneville and another who would pass as a T.V. model that gave us an insight to the “I- camera”.
Nearing the end of the luncheon there was teaspoon tinkling of the mug. As there was no wedding bride we thought it was the updating of “spin the bottle” and thought we had to smootch the girls surrounding us. Now, this would be quite a feat as there were five men and 30 some odd ladies… what a harem! Wisely we refrained as I’m sure we would have got a different “smack” in return.
No, the tinkling was for Ruth from Vermilion Court who gave a very gracious, well deserved thank you to our Tulameen Club lady hostess’s, who treated us so royally.