Four Generations . . .

When Jan and I were going through some old papers recently, we came across this photo showing four generations of our family.

Four Generations

On the bottom right, that’s Jan’s mother Trudy, then Jan to her left, top left is our daughter Brandi, and then our son Chris’ daughter Piper to her right.

Unfortunately this picture is not dated but it looks to be around 2003 or so, since Piper looks to be 8 or 9. Jan’s mother Trudy died in 2007 while visiting her daughter Bev down in Florida.


For those of you who tried the Outrigger’s link yesterday, there was a problem with it. Here’s one that works correctly. Outrigger’s

Even thought it never got much above 40 degrees today, I did manage to get some stuff done outside, including crawling under the rig and spraying levelers with silicone spray, and a few other things, before I started to lose the feeling in my fingertips. Coming back in, I rinsed out the foam filters for the ceiling AC intakes, first time since right before we started gate guarding this year.

Heading out about 4:30, we stopped by the park office to remind them we’ll be leaving Sunday morning so we can settle up on the electric usage. Wanted to check because in past years the office wasn’t open on Sunday, but now it is, so it shouldn’t be a problem.

After the office, we headed over to Monterey’s Little Mexico in Dickinson to meet our friends Bob and Maria for one last dinner together before we leave.

But finally we had to say our goodbyes and headed out. I needed a few things so our next stop was the Home Depot right up the road, and then the Fry’s Electronics a little further up the road.

Then heading home, we stopped at Kroger’s and HEB to stock up on some of their whole bean coffees before we leave here.

Tomorrow morning we’re meeting Chris, Linda, and Miss Piper for breakfast, after which Jan and Piper are going to do the Mani-Pedi thing. For my part, needing neither a mani, nor a pedi, I’ll be getting the truck washed and waxed, and a tire changed.

Jan got these shots of some of the birds she feeds out in front of the rig. If she doesn’t get out there early enough, they stand around and squawk and quack.

Jan's Birds 1

 Jan's Birds 3

For her part, Jan is convinced they they’re all going to starve when we leave.


Thought for the Day:

If you compromise with evil, you just get more evil.

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3 Responses to Four Generations . . .

  1. margaret bergen says:

    What an awesome picture of all the girls….You can tell they are all related… They all look so much alike. Love those birds…Beautiful pictures. I have several shepherds hooks, now I need to buy a bird feeder. lol. All I hang is wind chimes. Time to feed the birds.

  2. Warwick Pye says:

    What does Mister think about all those birds ?

    • gregwhite says:

      He sometimes will sit on the back of the sofa and watch them out the window. But if he’s outside, he just ignores them.

      After all, they’re not dogs.

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