


This evenings sunset was a nice surprise to end a wonderful day.
God has blessed our family so much.
God has blessed our family so much.
Alex and Rainey are on the far right of the picture and Stephanie is second from right on the floor.
A poem for Mothers and Daughters.
Mothers and Daughters
Were daughters and mothers
Not so long ago
We give and take
And take and give
Along time's endless row.
Love is passed
And love received
To be passed on again
A precious heirloom
Twice, Twice blessed
A spiritual cardigan.
I'll put it on
And treasure it
The me I have received
And when the roles
reverse again
I'll have what I most need.
So may our love
Go on and on
A hundred thousand years
Mothers and daughters
And Daughters and mothers
Through joys and other tears.
Here she is with her discus attempt.
The crowd was a rowdy bunch. I have photos of the worst ones of all the people that were there. Some of them look very familiar!
More photos of St. Louis Cathedral
Upon arriving at Uncle Hods and Aunt Bunny's, every one wanders out to the front of the garage. That is where most of the visiting occurs, providing the weather permits. It was a little chilly while we were there, but the sun was shining and we didn't want to miss a chance to do what we traditionally do. In this photo is Uncle Hod, Tom, Aunt Bunny, Dad and Mother. I, of course, am playing the part of the photographer.
Aunt Bunny and Uncle Hod like to talk a lot. Sometimes they put some of us to sleep. I wonder what Aunt Bunny is talking about that is so exciting to Dad?
All of us are so glad when Dad gets to visit his brother. As long as we are all able to do it, we will see that they are able to get together on their birthday.
It has always been lots of fun sitting around and listening to Dad and Uncle Hod talk about when they were young. Some of the stories they have told need to be in a book. They were rotten to the core. Life has been an adventure for both of them. They both served in the service during World War II. It was hard to keep in touch, but they managed to once in a while. At least they both were able to return home to their family.
Tom was glad to see Dylan while we were visiting. Last time any of the family were in New Orleans to visit, Dylan didn't come over to see us, because Tom wasn't there. He said "Why waste my time?". He is just too cute. He is 8 years old. He is the youngest son of my cousin Amy. He has an older brother Vincent.
Tom and Dad have some fun sharing something really funny. I am not sure what all is being said, but you can tell by the look on their faces, that what ever it may be, it struck a funny bone with both of them.
On our way home we stopped to eat lunch at a Shoney's restaurant.
Someone told the gang there that it was Dad's birthday that very day.
He was serenaded with the Happy Birthday Song.
Happy 87th Birthday Dad and Uncle Hod. May you have many many more.