A speech at toastmasters.
Man, that’s hard. Have you ever done a project and wonder why you did it? Those who worked on the Toastmasters fall conference probably felt this. The committee was extremely happy with the results of the conference.
I’ve enjoyed the organization and labor by family members. Sometimes I’ll spend Labor Day weekend in Zion Nat’l park at a reunion. All the Giffords got together. There’s a skeet shoot, games, races, and popsicles. It is gratuitous even if you don’t participate in the races. The talent show is where one aunt sings the same song every year. “These boots are made for walking”.
Don’t forget the pot luck, sharing time with the secrets in childhood.
One of my favorite things is campfire singing. Close eyes and imagine the campfire. You could see the stars and the Milky Way. You can hear the fire crackle and the woodchips burn. Some of the cousins have great voices. We will be singing tonight. “She’ll be coming around the mountain” (all in unison).
When camping, it’s the only time you can have smoke in hair and clothes and you don’t care. “Puff the magic dragon”. Once the weekend is over, sing “take me home, country road”.
In the early years, our campsites didn’t have indoor plumbing. Wake up in the middle of the night and have to go to the bathroom. “a trip to the loo”. “Three old ladies stuck in the lavatory.” Family, fun, and friends. That’s what you get at the reunion. “This land is my land this is your land.”
People love these events. When you have a passion, volunteer.

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