Monday, August 29, 2016

50 years ago at Lake Wabaunsee

This wonderful photo of my parents was taken approximately 50 years ago, presumably at Lake Wabaunesee where my parents owned a very simple and rustic cabin.
Despite its cosmetic flaws, I love it. To me, it shows a deep love and genuine friendship that endured until my mother's death. It also shows a peace and comfort with each other that is truly special. Thanks to my old friend, Bruce, for posting it recently on Facebook. It is a treasure.

Sunday, August 28, 2016

George turns 3

Nancy, Helen, Dad and I flew to California for George's 3rd Birthday.
Before the family party, we had lunch at Half Moon Bay 
and spit in the Pacific Ocean.
The family birthday party was a blast.
George does love his trains.
Unfortunately, the airplane ride and/or all of the excitement resulted in Dad suffering a couple of minor episodes of slurred speech. Based on brother Sam's advice, I took Dad to the Stanford Medical Center for observation and evaluation. 

George's birthday party was the next day.
George and his buddies seemed to love the farm-like setting and the yummy cake and cup cakes. He even created a special posed setting for himself and his Komah amongst the trees.
 George's 3rd birthday party was reportedly a huge success.

With a preliminary diagnosis of TIAs (transient ischemic attacks), Dad and I left the hospital later that day - both of us somewhat shaken and unsteady. Dad decided that he could not endure the airplane ride home so I made arrangements to drive him home.

Even so, the fun visit continued. Milk shakes and soda fountains have always been popular in our family so a visit to the Creamery was high on the agenda.
 Dad gave Aria some pointers about both.
He also helped George learn a new tune.
Nancy and Helen returned as scheduled but Dad and I drove to Fisherman's Wharf where we ate Clam Chowder as he reminisced about his trips there with Mother.
Brother Sam decided to join us for the road trip home. We picked him up at SFO
and took him to Samantha's and Jake's for a good-bye dinner and a 4-generation photo.
The 3-day road trip home was a total hoot. From a Nevada casino
to a favorite Mexican Restaurant in Park City
to hours in the car together, the trip was very special.
Happy 3rd Birthday, George. I'll never forget it.