EGO Musicale!

Last night, 7/1/06, was a fine, fun and rollicking EGO night!

The night started earlier in the day, with a group visit to the Edsel & Eleanor Ford House on Lake Shore Drive in Grosse Pointe Shores, Michigan.

The heat was hot and the grounds were ... splendid! Our tour guide was very knowledgeable (and strict - Bill was the object of most of his admonitions - "Please stay off the carpet!")

Unfortunately, photography within the buildings was verboten, but outdoors, it was allowed, for which I was grateful. The lakeshore property is beautiful, and the grounds are vast (a shuttle ran from the portcullis and parking garage to the house). The swimming pool was picturesque, draining into rock sculptures and natural pool areas, the squash court building made me want to play, the play house was cute (a 500 sq. foot home built to 1/2-3/4 scale for Josephine as a seventh birthday present).

And being there with the EGOist's was a treat. Time permitting, I'll need to put a photo page up on the EGO website.

After the return to Peter's house, we were treated to cookout (fancy sausages and dogs on fresh baked rolls, beans, slaw and more!).

(Oh, don't let me forget to properly credit him: Richard brought the ice cream. OK, you had to be there to understand that one...)

Peter's yard has the best rope-swing on his tree, as Amy, Carrie, Eric and I now know. (But watch yourself climbing that tree, Eric! Ouch!)

The conversation was lively, perhaps more so than usual, with a new attendee who had relatively little experience with Objectivist philosophy (but plenty of questions!).

Fireworks were planned (pyrotechnics, not intellectual - we always have intellectual fireworks!) but beforehand, our gracious host treated us to a piano recital, as he has had acoustic treatments installed in his piano room and was determined (heh heh) to share his living room's newfound audio brilliance with us.

He played a couple piano pieces, then paused so those who were leaving to see the local municipal fireworks display could leave - but no one did. Peter continued with several additional pieces, two of which were dedications, one to Eric, the other to Amy.

(Peter's piano is a wonderful thing. Dave and I both noodled around after Peter's performance. It's the kind of piano with which you can, and I do, get lost in reverie!)

As always, there was more than I could fit in a weblog update - Amy was lovely, lively, and gorgeous, Peter was at his intellectual (and artistic) best, Bob (who saved the grill!) and Eric were feisty, just like we like them, Bill and Joanne, as always, added to the liveliness and merriment, Dave, as always the perfect gentleman, helped engage newcomer Richard in a welcoming way, Carrie was a special treat to have with us (so glad you came!), and Elaine was her usual exquisite and gracious self.

How delightful to spend an evening where all the men are bold, all the women are beautiful, and everyone was intellectually delicious. You don't get that every day.