... and now an Anniversary

Today is Andrew and Marcie's anniversary. Such happy memories of our trip to New Jersey, a wonderful wedding and then a few days in New York. While the happy couple were on their way to England, my brother and his wife and son and girlfriend were hurrying back in the same direction to be in Burwell to open the front door for them.

Yes, I have photos of Andrew and Marcie, but I am going to substitute this memorial of what they would say is their best achievement.

 

I remember being at St. Mary's for a celebration when one of the kids was attending Preschool. A lovely church right by the main road through Rockville, some nice grounds and a peaceful cemetery.

And tucked away in the corner of the cemetery is a grave site with a headstone marking the final resting pace of F. Scott Fitzgerald. Who'd have thought it?

Our Baby Turns Forty

Lucy was 40 today. Love you, honey and wish so much happiness to you and Peter and Blake and Joe and baby Gladys.

What Have I Been Doing Since April 30th?

I can't really remember. I know it included some pain, two nights in the hospital, some horrendous (and—I think—unnecessary) drugs which had me drooping all over the floor.

I know I have missed a wedding weekend in Chicago which we were both looking forward to. And then when we realized that if we could not leave Detroit, we could cross town for our Grandson's Confirmation. But we couldn't—sorry Ben. But it was a wise decision and now there are other decisions to make.

Andrew made the long journey from DC, leaving Marcie with a car which broke down and which they have now decided to replace. I have been the recipient of love and kindness and of some delicious meals. I really can't remember what else happened, but it is TMI anyway.

See you soon.