The temperature? 75 degrees (23.8 Celsius). What a lovely day!
Dinner at the Hotel Cochise was down-home delicious. The dining room was filled with local folks, the owner Carla's kids and a trio of bikers who had made the trip from Phoenix.
More photos can be seen on my photogallery at Flickr.
Here is my Aunt Margie's account of how grandma (Julia) and grandpa (Allan) met:
In 1917 Julia met a young man on the steps of the Cochise Hotel. Her father didn't want to introduce her and told her he was "some Eastern chap from Harvard." Brother Philip arrived late for his train and in his hurry his suitcase fell open with everything falling out. The young chap sprang to help repack and the introduction followed. Of course Allan proceeded to court Julia.