Saturday, April 30, 2011

An Easter Photo

Here is a photo of the cousins and the "cousin-in-law" (if there is such a word.) It has my children Jenifer and Marshall, his wife Diane and Elizabeth's daughter Meghan. Now which one is the tallest? It has changed since the last photo.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Judy's Baptism

Judy was baptised Easter morning. The actual baptism took place at the sunrise service, and the anointment with the oil was done at the chapel service. That way Mother could see part of it. A photo of Judy and the water at Keystone, and a photo of Judy and Mother at the chapel.



HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Birthday wishes to Brother Scott!

Monday, April 25, 2011

That weird little place in Hamilton


Does anyone else remember that strange little tavern, or bar, or grill, or whatever it was, that was always on the right side of the road as you headed for Purcellville? It seems to me I even went in there once, maybe with Mike and Lee Ball.

Apparently it made someone's tacky list site.

Then it closed, was torn down, and replaced with a new place.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

A photo of Blaine

Judy and I have been taking care of her niece and nephew, Tram and Andy for the last three weeks while their parents are in Viet Nam. This consists mostly of picking them up from school, getting them meals and letting them play on the computers. But to show that I am still alive, here is a photo of me that Andy took when I took them to the museum over in St. Pete.

Friday, April 22, 2011

Happy Easter All

Tomorrow Art & I will be scrubbing, washing, dusting etc... all that stuff when family coming for dinner. Sorry some of you won't be with us but we'll be thinking of you.

Sad news from Purcellville

The Washington Post has an article today that Ted Nichols, co-owner of Nichols hardware store, and his wife were both killed in a car accident yesterday. Although the uncle has reopened, the article implies that the store may have to shut down.

I used to go there all the time with grandaddy when I was a kid.

Friday, April 08, 2011

Maggie turns to poetry

Since no one has written anything I thought I would put something (anything) up.

Maggie is eight now. She used to love playing tic-tac-toe at the Mellow Mushroom with me. Now she writes and reads. This is a sample of what she is writing:

The Runaway Raisins, by Maggie Quigley
Help, Help! It's the runaway raisins!
Open a package and away they scatter, running
for their dear little old lives.
Help, Help! It's the runaway raisins!

Laura and I like it. I think I will start reciting it every morning I put raisins on my cereal.