One of the hoped for but not expressly articulated events of our trip was being reintroduced to our friends’ eldest son, his lovely wife, and their cute-as-a-bug’s-ear daughter. I had not seen their son since he was in diapers; it was inappropriate to go through my usual my how you’ve grown routine.
On Saturday morning, we were delighted to hear that they were dropping by to join us for brunch. We had a great meal; I forget the name of the place, but you can get red beans and rice with your scrambled eggs if you so choose. And an out of this world good Bloody Mary. I had the bacon omelette with cheese grits and biscuits … Good Eats. After I got totally aced out of picking up the check, eldest son’s lovely wife used her cell phone to snap this photo of the rest of us.
Front row, left to right: me, my little bride, eldest son.
Back row, left to right: Sue (Richard’s wife), my friend Richard, holding their lovely granddaughter. The little one goes by Pippy; her given name is Penelope.
Aren’t they a beautiful bunch?
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We took a cruise down the Chicago River and out onto Lake Michigan on our recent visit. Our host had gone below to avail himself of the plumbing facilities and cash bar. So, my little bride and I did the classic touristy thing; we handed our camera to a fellow tourist, who was kind enough to snap this photo of us with the Chicago skyline in the background. The sky looks more threatening than it actually was; the sun was shining brightly when we boarded the boat; the cloud cover and breeze was welcome. As my hair thins, my head needs protection, and my Kevin Harvick racin’ hat was left behind.