Gulf of Mexico
I returned recently from driving my sainted mother to the sunshine state. This is the view from her balcony. It was very cool and gray, kind of like Michigan…

I returned recently from driving my sainted mother to the sunshine state. This is the view from her balcony. It was very cool and gray, kind of like Michigan…


We took Gabe to the Ann Arbor Hands on Museum. This was my favorite exhibit, well, this one and the bubble chamber. I was saddened at the exhibit where we all tested our hearing. Mine has really tanked.
Another blurry photo of my parents wedding day. From left to right,
Uncle Pat (now Brother Anthony), Uncle Major (Richard Kenneth…
killed in a car accident), Grandpa Malone (Mom’s Dad), Dad, Uncle
Bob, and Grandpa Shaughnessy. I believe the year was 1947.
Fabulous Elsewhere: Calorie King
Upon examining this scan in the photo lab where I work, I expressed my disappointment that it was so blurry. The head of my department happened to be in the room. He said something to me that I have never forgotten: “JoanE, just be glad you have a record of your parents wedding day, blurry or not. “ This mindset keeps my perspective straight.
Fabulous elsewhere: Decorno FYI: All links open in a new window
My friend Pammy darling would not allow my sons in her
woods without their orange during hunting season
FYI: Zach is blogging again
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