


Obviously, that last one wasn't supposed to be a duplicate, or without words, either. Just more of the learning process. The storm picture was the tornado forming out our back door (it touched down southwest of here about 20 miles) the day I talked to Ben, in Sept. I think; the picture of me was on my birthday, so you can bet I was telling Mel not to take the picture; Tim-- well, it's a Sunday night, that should explain it; Mel and Suzie on the first day of school and one silly day at home. There you go, gang; identify us for the little ones, laugh at us, cry for us, run screaming from us -- whatever seems appropriate...
See you soon!
Hugs, Yomama