Daughter Connie and granddaughter Joy are in San Diego visiting brother Richard and family. Apparently they’ve been having a great time. Many of the photos above come from a visit to the Midway aircraft carrier.
Connie is descended from an illustrious family on her dad’s side. Eight sons were in uniform during WWII, including Connie’s grandfather, Herman. Great-grandmother was invited to christen the U.S.S. Papago in Charleston harbor. All the boys came back from the war in one piece..physically at least (several drank themselves to death). Three of them were Marines like Connie’s dad. Part of the article about the family appears below. Connie’s granddad was Herman (top row right) a handsome fellow.
One of the cousins retrieved the newspaper clipping while working on the family tree. A ninth son, Raymond, not pictured, spent the war years working in Norfolk shipyard as a civilian.
The grandchildren, mostly in their forties and fifties today have become nostalgic about the past and their grandparents who died in recent years, having lived into their nineties.
I have completed two weeks of water aerobics, and am going strong. I see my GP in a few weeks and can hardly wait to brag about my success. No more talking the talk, I am now walking the walk.
At the end of each week, I am pretty tired. I never know how much of that is from exertion, how much is from being a bit older, and how much is from watching David and John “fix” things. This week John, with David’s help repaired the framing around the upstairs sliding door. In the process, they broke the glass in the door.
Why do you have a door upstairs anyway? asked ever sensible Kathy. Because we had a deck/porch/balcony off the upstairs “Master” bedroom, I tell her. It rotted, we ripped it down and now we have a door that goes no where. I had a carpenter put several bars across the door to keep someone from stepping out into thin air.
When Anderson replaced the windows and downstairs sliding door, David didn’t want them to change his. Stupidly, I listened to him. Thankfully, I overrode him on the installation of double railings on the stairs, and grab bars and raised toilets in the bathrooms. when he had his latest knee replacement this past fall, he truly appreciated both.
Granddaughter Rita reports she can feel the “baby’s little feet” kicking away. I have made great progress with the blanket I am crocheting for him. Will post a photo when I am done, about the time I deliver it for the baby shower in April. Meanwhile, Rita posted the montage below of the baby’s parents, Rita and Chris.