Loose Laces

Carolyn's uncle Haskel and his wife from Bristol came down to visit. He is 89 and Pauline is 92. Pauline's son, Butch, brought them, after getting lost only once. Haskel's body is drawn pretty badly, but Pauline is just as spry as ever. They get around better than Carolyn and I, actually.

Haskel, a distant cousin, and Carolyn are the only ones left in their family of the "older" generation. Tears were shed when it came time to say their goodbyes, as they never know if they will ever see one another again.

I'm just now getting the times sheets done.

Damn, I love Mondays. Love is a powerful word, isn't it?