Yesterday was Andy's rose-planting ceremony at OHSU. It was a very special occasion, and a beautiful day to plant a rose. Here he is with some of his coworkers on the way to the ceremony. Everyone was very excited. His boss, Jenean, the woman on the far right, is a fantastic person. I see her quite often at hospital-ish functions and she is beloved by her colleagues, and credited with having built an extraordinary unit of nurses. As Andy says, Jenean "gets it." Andy is blessed to work among such talented, committed people.
At the ceremony were the Royal Rosarians and the Rose Court. Rose Festival is in full swing right now. Portland is called the City of Roses and roses are a big deal here. They grow like crazy and everywhere you go you will see them -- in the scrappiest front yard to the most beautiful park in the city. I'd never seen the Rosarians in real life -- are we so totally "digging" their outfits or wha? They were the nicest people. I want to be a Rosarian when I grow up. Some of the Rose Princesses are there on the left, in their matching safari-gear. I told them they were looking rather "planterly" in their sort of gardening-ish garb. After Andy got his award, they all shouted "Woo hoo! Andy #1! Yay Andy!" It was pretty cute.
The rose that was planted is called We Salute You, and it is named for and dedicated to the people who lost their lives in the attack on the Pentagon on September 11. Andy helped to plant the rose -- actually, he kind of planted the rose himself -- and this guy behind me said, "Well, that's not the first rose he's planted, this I can tell." After several of the Rosarians spoke, and a chaplain said a blessing on the rose (which, I must say, was pretty moving), they handed the mic to Andy, who had no idea he was going to have to talk. He said that he was thinking about his patients who had nominated him for rose awards this year, some of whom had passed away. He got very choked up and then I got very choked up and my sister got very choked up and I assume several other people got choked up because there was a bit of audible sniffling happening and a lot kleenex suddenly appearing from various pockets and handbags. Jenean handed me a shredded Burgerville napkin, thank God. See, she really does get it.
I think I'll go down to the nursery today and see if they have We Salute You in stock, so we can have one for the yard. I think Andy said he was going to go back to the garden this afternoon on his lunch break because they didn't have any water for the rose yesterday, after planting it, and he wanted to give it a drink. Can't forget to do that.
I think this picture is totally hilarious.
Congratulations, my love. For you a rose in Portland grows. I'm very proud of you.