Monthly Archives: May 2018
Were staying with friends in Virginia, and they were very kind to give a little party for us. It’s late now so here is a Sunday from 2002…
I took this picture about ten years ago. We were on a Mardi Gras truck float. This boy had lost his home to Hurricane Katrina. He lived out in the country with his grandmother. He was about 10 years old, … Continue reading
I’m in Northern Virginia having doctor appointments. apparently I’ll live.
I eat the stuff on the left. Frau Grace eats the stuff on the right. No kidding. When we first got married I told her that was the best part. Remember that Marx Brothers movie, I forget which one, where … Continue reading
They multiply like libidinous rabbits.
My neighbor gave me a bottle of Delaware Oyster Stout. I took one sip and gave it to Frau Grace who chugged it. Read the back label. Hints of burnt bacon and oyster juice. Imagine Guinness with hints of burnt … Continue reading
Remember my oysters.It’s too late in the year to eat them. Besides, they’re like my babies. I’ve raised them since they were about the size of my little fingernail. Now some of them are five inches long. I’ll eat them … Continue reading
Of course my sainted mother has passed on. She was a wonderful, kind, funny, loving person, and I miss her. I hope all of you appreciate your mothers, or your wives as I do. I bought Frau Grace some flowers … Continue reading
Jack joined the Peace Corps in 1970 and went to Jaimaca. He taught people how to fix their broken TVs and such. Then he got into sailboats. He was in Jaimaca for about ten years. I met him when we … Continue reading