. . . and some of the surrounding days.
[Cousin Barb, who has won a State Public Links and two Resorters tournaments, got her first hole-in-one at Majestic Oaks in the Cities. All I can say is, “Well, Barb, you finally caught up to me.”]
[That evening, the sun as it appeared through the humidity, dew point, and Canadian wildfires.]
[Do you suppose it has anything to do with this year being our class’s 50th reunion that they decided to tear down our high school?]
[And Cardinal Country posted by Kohler on the 2nd.]
What’s goin’ on downtown?
[Our 2008 Girls’ State Hockey Champions?]
[“The talent” (David Christman) putting up the marquis? I wouldn’t do that without a net!]
[Then Corliss went and did the retirement thing on all of us! Corliss . . . see you at the ball games! (Well, and hockey games.)]
What, the day’s still not done?
[Of course, the holiday is all about getting together with family – with the family on the lake. Fortunately, we live far enough away that only the grandson made the trek, with his new close personal friend. Celia and Tom will be both be seniors at Purdue this year. As such, Tom is allowed to drive the Super’s car . . . and I’m not?]
[Let’s take the kids to the Arrowwood deck for an evening with Glen Everhart. Tom went for the double deck cheeseburger and won a quarter off me for eating the whole thing, much to the dismay of Celia.]
[Well, we had to take them to SAWA to see the Salty Dogs. They’re old enough to drink now, but I told them that means one glass of wine per year until they’re 55. The Super did not permit wine drinking by Cecilia (a close relative of the fiddler), who napped immediately on her shoulder. The duck car owner is a close relative of the tenor.]
[Aunt Toody, a/k/a, sister Gretchen, enjoying the good life in our nation’s capital.]
[The humidity, dew point, and Canadian wildfires joined forces to form what I call an air conditioning and ice cubes kind of day. We had to venture out to see the Hoosier kids who rented a wave rider from Arrowwood and were going to raise havoc on the chain. At the end of our dock I looked left, then straight ahead, then right where Arnie, Barbie, and Bodie were enjoying a swim. Then the kids came – Tom driving first, then Celia. They ventured all the way to Carlos State Park.]
[For years we did the Lake Carlos Boat Parade. But now the Moby Obie has been gone for two years. The Super and I decided to take the convertible out to see what we could see.]
[Approaching the Carlos-Darling bridge.]
[Heard from other sources that it might have been the biggest turnout ever.]
[Mmmmmmm!! Ribs, beans, cole slaw, deviled eggs, chips, and . . . Corona!]
[Our neighbors were out trying to catch their holiday dinner.]
[Lucy and friends at Bug-A-Boo Bay.]
[Because last year’s posting from Paris just wasn’t snooty enough.]
[And off go the kids and the grandkids to the northern property . . . ]
[The Super and I ventured out to the winery for Jim and Anthony Miltich bookending Victor Facio. I thoroughly enjoyed sitting in a puddle of my own sweat.]
[Apparently well known in bicycling circles?]
I married beneath me – all women do. ~ Nancy Astor
Up next: Aren’t we about due for another vacation?