Monday, November 29, 2010
Flowers for the tables.
Evelyn asked me to come and help arrange the flowers for the tables. We had a great time visiting and working together. I love my sister!
The Quilt for Bretton and Hannah
Footloose
Aunt, Uncle and cousins at funeral
Homecoming
Monday, November 15, 2010
My dad and his harmonica
There isn't anything else that brings such warm and loving memories to me than my dad playing his harmonica. He learned how to play in grade school and is seen playing here with his brother. My dad played silent night every Christmas eve that I can remember except this last one. He was too weak to play. When he got a visit from his 3 brothers and 2 sisters he gathered enough strength to play for a while. I was lucky enough to be there and enjoy it. His brother Lavelle would start a song and dad would join in. We sang along on I am a child of God and the tears flowed in joy at hearing him play one last time.
Marching Band Competition
What is more fun than watching the High School marching band competition? Not much for Jill and I. We arrive early to get a good seat. We watch every band and take notes. The bands start out small and end with the BSU marching band. We rush out to buy a hot dog for dinner and then hurry back to our seat so we won't miss a band. We love the music, the marching and the auxiliaries. We stay for the awards and cheer for all of them. We watch the parents come and go as they come to watch their child participate. We stay put and although we do not have a child in the Marching band we applaud their dedication, hours of practice and the skill it takes to put on the show.
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