I'll have a Daisy Marie tale in a day or so ... presuming I don't forget to do it. Here I'll add that Jamie (and Sam Martinez) also worked one (I think only one) winter season at Stove Pipe Wells, in Death Valley. Those were the days when the Ham's Stores and Stove Pipe were both owned by the Povahs. Scott Bryan In a message dated 1/11/2010 5:54:51 P.M. US Mountain Standard Time, upperbasin at comcast.net writes: Jamie Espy was a very kind soul, whose favorite expression of surprise was, ‘Well, I declare,” in the thickest, most syrupy southern accent you can imagine. He was occasionally difficult to understand; once in 1976 or 77 he was with me and my brother Pete at Daisy and we saw a large geyser erupt in the distance behind the Inn. “What’s that?” asked Pete. Wha, tha’s Rahouuuw,” said Jamie. “What?” Jamie repeated it. “Rahouuuw.” “Could you spell that?” Jamie smiled. “Wha, tha’s AWW OHHH Youuuu ENNNN Deeee. Rahouuuuw.” “Oh,” said Pete. “Rahouuuuw.” “Tha’s rahhht,” said Jamie. He worked at the Ham’s store in 78 or 79, but passed away not much later than that. Paul Strasser -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: </geyser-list/attachments/20100111/5f2b6c79/attachment.html>