Himself: Pool, job hunt, meeting, camera store, am vets, dinner, computers….a good day.
Herself: Newspaper, Bee…who wants to change her name and get a face lift…change everything, pool, meeting, errands downstairs, camera store, Amvets where I found one suit, a simple dinner, discovered that Nutella goes well with crackers, and wrote.
Gratitude: The camera shop, G, and the pool.
I would think wives and husbands wouldn’t count but here we are only four of us from Boyden’s discussing Mary’s death. She’s in the front row right next to my Nemisis Bob Brennan who also died.
Gin is hidden by her daughter there on the right, so I offer this delightful glimpse instead.
After fifty years of friendship, actually fifty-six years since I got there the first time in the summer of 1954, I must say we turned out to be a pretty good group after all.