Anniversary album

A few memories of the trip to Cape May for Mom and Dad's anniversary:

Tater

Isn't she cute?

60th Anniversary

June 25, 1949. Before they were Mom and Dad or Nana and Pap, they were husband and wife. It's been a long journey, filled with many struggles, many accomplishments and lots of love.

What really matters most is family. So the family got together to recall this love story and recognize the two people who started it all when they married 60 years ago.

Mom and Dad, the children and their spouses spent some focused family time at Poor Richard's Inn in Cape May, N.J. We ate too much, laughed a lot and were reminded that even though we are spread apart now, the family bonds never really break.

The guys waiting for the trolley for the World War II tour.

The gals on the beach.

Oops . . . another view of the gals on the beach.

Mom and Dad with the Favorite, Old Enough to Know Better, Only Little.

Mom and Dad and all the kids.

As we travel through our lives, we leave behind signs of our journey, and even though the world and time seem to wash them away, our footsteps never really disappear because they live on in the lives of those we have touched.

Who spoils her?

Everyone always accuses me of spoiling Tater. Not that there's anything wrong with that. But apparently I'm not the only one. Today Tater wanted to do something that I didn't think was safe. Her response: My mommy let's me do whatever I want.

Fisherwoman

Tater has a child's fishing rod that was given to her by an old friend several years ago. At 4, I didn't figure she was ready to learn to cast yet, but it was worth a try. It was amazing. She had it down after 2 or 3 tries.


She even sounds knows the right words: It's a big one.

Baseball was a hit

We went to the Reading Phillies game Friday night. Tater lasted the entire game because she wanted to see the fireworks after the game (although the last two innings were a struggle). After the game, which Harrisburg won 11-0, the catcher for Harrisburg came toward our box seats next to the visitors dugout and handed the ball to Tater. Her expression was priceless when she took the ball out of his glove. Talk about making a little girl's night. It was almost as big a hit with her as the fireworks.