Greetings!
My young cousin's wedding in Pennsylvania was perfect. Inexpensive (tacos and pizza, with a Cinnabon cake and cupcakes), full of family (but the Fearons were overwhelmed by his bride's side), and in the second floor of a small main street bar in a great Penn State University town (Lewisburg). This is where the 2020 Presidential campaign will likely play out.
Our visit with my aunt Kitty (really my older sister during my first five years), was also perfect. Four years older than me, she lives in her oldest son's Hudson two-story 100-year old fixer-upper, overdue to be fixed up but scheduled soon. Still volunteering at her favorite bookstore/bar (the Spotty Dog), she updated us with the lives of her sons and their families, and w5 m de questioned and listened for all the clues into how her life was going. A fall she took into a fire hydrant in front of her hue, and one she took while we visited the Thomas Cole House above the river, causes concern. Her sons and I are still working out our joint responsibilities for her, and I expect the conversations to need to be not put off much longer.
The last four days in New York included meals and visits with both sons and their families. I'm really proud that both are active parents, as their wives are working hard on their careers and it's so exciting to see the history of poor fathering in our family changing with them.
We also had time to attend the U.S. Open Tennis Tournament on the finals weekend, watching the expected favorites either get beat (Serena Williams) or scared pretty badly (Rafa Nadal). There were also lots of other tennis to watch as the boys, girls, doubles, and wheelchair finals were being held during the days on the outer courts. Amazingly, the World Surfing League Longboard Championships were held this weekend on Long Island, and we made it to that too.
Altogether, this last ten days has included everything I had hoped it could, and went extremely well. Even the driving through Manhattan during rush hour twice couldn't diminish our spirits.
At this moment, we're sitting in the Paris Airport at 10am after a six-hour flight from JFK. In a couple of hours, we fly to Casablanca where we'll check into our hotel, get some real rest, and await the tour group's initial dinner and orientation. I chose not to take photos up until now, but that will change tomorrow. Here's a link to the basic city daily itinerary. I'll fill in the details in a few days.
Gregory
My young cousin's wedding in Pennsylvania was perfect. Inexpensive (tacos and pizza, with a Cinnabon cake and cupcakes), full of family (but the Fearons were overwhelmed by his bride's side), and in the second floor of a small main street bar in a great Penn State University town (Lewisburg). This is where the 2020 Presidential campaign will likely play out.
Our visit with my aunt Kitty (really my older sister during my first five years), was also perfect. Four years older than me, she lives in her oldest son's Hudson two-story 100-year old fixer-upper, overdue to be fixed up but scheduled soon. Still volunteering at her favorite bookstore/bar (the Spotty Dog), she updated us with the lives of her sons and their families, and w5 m de questioned and listened for all the clues into how her life was going. A fall she took into a fire hydrant in front of her hue, and one she took while we visited the Thomas Cole House above the river, causes concern. Her sons and I are still working out our joint responsibilities for her, and I expect the conversations to need to be not put off much longer.
We also had time to attend the U.S. Open Tennis Tournament on the finals weekend, watching the expected favorites either get beat (Serena Williams) or scared pretty badly (Rafa Nadal). There were also lots of other tennis to watch as the boys, girls, doubles, and wheelchair finals were being held during the days on the outer courts. Amazingly, the World Surfing League Longboard Championships were held this weekend on Long Island, and we made it to that too.
Altogether, this last ten days has included everything I had hoped it could, and went extremely well. Even the driving through Manhattan during rush hour twice couldn't diminish our spirits.
At this moment, we're sitting in the Paris Airport at 10am after a six-hour flight from JFK. In a couple of hours, we fly to Casablanca where we'll check into our hotel, get some real rest, and await the tour group's initial dinner and orientation. I chose not to take photos up until now, but that will change tomorrow. Here's a link to the basic city daily itinerary. I'll fill in the details in a few days.
Gregory
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