Wisdom and whimsy in moderate doses
I’m visiting the family mansion tomorrow. We didn’t know there was a family mansion. I heard about a Civil War re-enactment (I forgot to warn you about the huge nerdiness that this post will include — sorry about that) and looked it up online. Lo and behold, the re-enactment takes place at Hazel Dell in… Continue reading The family mansion
My grandfather lives in Harlingen, Texas, and decided last week that he and his girlfriend, Lina, would take on Hurricane Dolly from his home. I’d already heard they the two of them had survived the storm, and the return of electricity brought a post-Dolly e-mail. Finally got power back on just this evening. It was… Continue reading Granddad’s update, post Hurricane Dolly
I’ve done floods. And blizzards. And earthquakes. All were fun in their own way. I just got an e-mail from my grandfather who is preparing for Hurricane Dolly. Dolly just made landfall in South Padre Island, Texas. When I was in the eighth grade, we went to South Padre Island to visit my grandfather for… Continue reading Granddad and Dolly
An e-mail from my grandfather today: Erica I mailed you something today and I’m really anxious to see what your response is when you get it. Grandad I love surprises! I hope it’s not something that I have to feed … The other e-mail from him today: To all my internet friends I am going… Continue reading Surprise?
The FBI knocked on my door today. OK, he didn’t so much knock as call and set up an appointment. And even then, he couldn’t get into the building until I let him in. (OK, he was with the FBI. I’m sure he could have gained access to the building if he really wanted to.)… Continue reading There’s a G-man in the dining room