Saturday, May 31, 2008

June 2... Happy Birthday, Nick!

This is an irresistible face! Isn't he adorable? And, an independent little rascal, too! Whenever I'm around him, which isn't often enough, he's always busy doing some kind of boy thing! He seems to kind of fly beneath the radar so his whereabouts and activities are difficult to track! This kid is a leader with tons of personality. He's lived his whole life on the same street I grew up on. He walks the streets I did, attends the school I did, lives right next to the mysterious dam at which I played as a child. I bet he has walked to 7-11 and sat on the old King's Grant wall and eaten candy like Kim and I used to do. It makes me happy to know that Nick is there, living that great life of his. It'll be so fun to see him again, in July. I think I'll make up a list of questions to ask him. Really nosy stuff. I'll report back to y'all and let you know what I find out! I bet it'll be interesting!
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Thursday, May 29, 2008

Thanksgiving1983 - The River

This picture is a classic. It's always evoked a lot of feeling in me. For one thing, it was taken when I'd just found out I was pregnant with David but I hadn't told anyone. I love the way Mary and I look alike and that Marilyn and her girls are in it. It had been so great to be with them at Thanksgiving. I love the way Mimi looks so noble and Irene looks so sweet. I've always thought of this picture as "The Matriarchs." I still get emotional when I see it but now, along with the love I feel for each of these women, is a sadness because, last October, I was holding this picture in my hand, getting ready to make a scrapbook page with it when the phone rang. I ran to get the phone with the picture still in my hand (normally, I don't even pick up the house phone because friends and family mostly call my cell) and picked it up to hear Jerry's worried voice telling me that Mom had had a heart attack and was in the hospital. Left to right - Katie, me, Irene (Dad's mother), Mom, Mimi (Mom's mother), Mary, baby Caroline and Marilyn. Sorry to start my new post on a sad note but that's the way it is. (One other truth is that Mom's hairstyle, in this picture, has always bugged me! There. I don't have to end my post on a sad note.)

At Jim and Marilyn's house

Me, a fussy David, Katie, Jim and Caroline. None of the kids look all that great and my hair is laughable but I do love the way my big brother is smiling at me.
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Marilyn doing her civic duty

Katie, nearly a victim of an aggressive litter campaign
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in the boathouse hammock

David, Katie, Caroline and little Micah
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Carline and David talking to their great-grandmother, Irene

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Caroline trying to kiss David

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Caroline and Katie

I've been wanting to post pictures of Katie and Caroline for months! These are two of the most wonderfully amazing girls and I love being their aunt. The picture was taken when they were in high school, which was a few years back, and in France, I think. I feel a little weird describing people and their lives. Like who the heck do I think I am? Until someone objects, I'll continue. This picture captures Katie, on the right, so well. Beautiful, serene, intelligent. For a long time there, David joked about marrying Katie although I think both of them are sick of me bringing it up all the time! Caroline's spunkiness can't be captured in a photograph although the sparkle in her eyes gives a hint of it. One of the most fun nights I've spent in years was about two years ago when Mike, Katherine, Tricia, Chris (Maury's friend) had dinner and went to a tiny, country bar with live music. People cleared the dance floor to watch Mike and Katherine dance. Until I saw an episode of that dance contest show on tv, I thought Mike and Katherine were the best dancers in the world!
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Saturday, May 24, 2008

Another birthday already!


Kim and Edward with their children, Anabelle and Elizabeth, 2006. Elizabeth turned four on May 21 and her great-aunt Madeleine went to the Bahamas for a minute and missed the whole thing. I'd love to hear all about her birthday party and maybe someone will send me some pictures to post! Elizabeth is adorable and I can't wait to see her and her family when I go to Virginia in July.
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Mike and Mary

Taken in the Illinois House when Mike was graduating from Norfolk Catholic.
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10th Grade Homecoming

David went to his Senior Prom and had a great time but instead of posting that picture, I'll put this one up. This is David and his first girlfriend, Jenn, who is now, seven years later, one of his roommates in Austin. I saw her last weekend and she looks just the same. Hi Jenn :)
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Micah and Carlos at her Prom in 2006

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Mom came to Micah's high school graduation in 2006.

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David getting a big hug from me at his high school graduation

Last week, Terry and I went to David's graduation from University of Texas. (Micah couldn't attend because she was in Colorado, at Nationals, with her Ultimate team.) David had been reluctant to "walk", to take part in the commencement ceremony, but did it, I think, for us. Afterwards, the three of us, with his girlfriend, Sandra, ate at Shady Grove then went to a park in Austin called The Greenbelt. We hiked through the woods until we came to a big swimming hole with clear water where Terry, Sandra and David swam. And Emma, David's dog. It was a really great day. But the pictures aren't developed so I'll post this one of his high school graduation.
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Bill crossing the stage at Virginia Wesleyan

Dad presented Bill with his diploma when he graduated from college. There's a lot of meaning in their eyes.
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Jim graduating from Elon College

He went on to prove wrong the Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young lyrics "long-haired, freaky people need not apply". Does anyone really know what he does for a living?
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Jerry's graduation from UVA Law School

Jerry is the 2nd from the right walking with a determined step, heading out to save the world.
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Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Happy Special Day to Terry!

This is what Terry looked like when I met him at Oceana Stables. Just like he does now. He brought this horse, Maybelle, with him from Texas. She was wild and he liked her that way! Terry says that he's "ageless" and it's hard to disagree with him. In the 30 years that we've been married, he's gotten more active, rather than less. He can ride any horse, surf, fly, run, bike, swim (did a mini-triathalon two weeks ago), play the piano... you name it, he can do it. Jerry said, once, that Terry can turn ordering pizza into a party and it's true. He's full of energy, is sensitive, kind, resourceful, wise and can always get to the heart of the matter when I'm frazzled and confused. Terry absolutely adores David and Micah and is a wonderful, supportive, loving father. He's been endlessly patient and supportive of my ups and downs these last few months and hasn't even showed any fatigue of my "celebrating my Dentonhood", as I believe he put it - the endless talking about my mother and my family. I appreciate that. And, even though I am not a fan of PDA, I'll just say it... I love Terry. And, I hope he has a wonderful birthday!
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San Francisco

We had only been married a year or so when Mom and Dad visited us in San Francisco. Terry was about 25 and I was 21 when this was taken. Wow. That's pretty young. Micah will be 21 in a few months. Wow again.
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Terry has had a lifelong interest in...

Airplanes. He was raised on stories of his Dad's flying experiences in WWII. Made model airplanes from plastic and balsa wood to gas powered, was in the Civil Air Patrol when he was a teenager, just plane loves flying. (Cheap pun but it's late at night.) He had a Aeronca Champ for a few years, then a Navion which burned up in an airport hanger fire that also crisped a bunch of other WWII era military planes, and now has another Navion. Silver with a pretty cute red nose!
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Paintball with the boys

Terry was a feared competitor on the paintball battleground. Those of you who know him will easily imagine him, lowcrawling through stickers, mud, poison ivy, snake pits, allowing nothing to deter him from his target. Here he is with David's high school basketball team mates after a day of taking advantage of their youthful naivete. That's David to the right of him. Silly boys thought they were there to have fun but they soon realized paintball with Terry was serious business. See the kid in the front row with his arms folded? Terry shot him so relentlessly that the poor kid cried. It's not easy to make a high schooler cry in front of his team mates so you know Terry gave him a good reason.
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Airborne

Terry loved the Army. He went to college on a ROTC scholarship and then spent four years in the Army. This picture was taken during his time at Airborne School. If he could, Terry would enlist today. His military assignments included a tour in Virginia Beach, where he met me, and in San Francisco, where we lived after we got married. Yeah, what's not to like about that?
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Rocking horse

When Terry was a little boy, he used to rock on this pony a lot, sometimes even rocking himself to sleep, laying his head on the wooden mane.
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Pony Boy Sittin' Tall

This is Terry on one of those ponies that was led around neighborhoods during the 1960's. Doesn't he have a cute faraway look in his eyes? Imagining himself riding the range. For a few dollars a child could have their picture taken on this traveling pony. They may have been a pretty common sight in America because this picture was taken in Lubbock, TX and we have one of Mike and another of me on what looks like the same black and white pony but our's were taken in Virginia. Anyone remember Irene singing Pony Boy and bouncing us on her knee? I sure do. And, Terry and I played the same little game with our kids. I bet Irene never knew that she'd influenced us so. In fact, I published a picture a couple of months ago of Micah playing Pony Boy with Denton in France. And, the tradition continues...
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Sunday, May 11, 2008

Another glimpse

This was taken in the Tuilerries Gardens while we were visiting Mary in Paris. Micah, Bartlett and Denton were getting a pony ride and Mom was soaking up the atmosphere. I don't think any of siblings or Dad have seen this particular picture so it's meant as a little glimpse of Mom, for them, on Mother's Day. It represents her well, don't you think?
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They made me a Mom

David and Micah woke me up with cards and gifts on this Mother's Day some years back. It's nice to be adored! This year, they came home for the weekend and we're having the best weekend we've had in years. They both took their last exam this week, David helped her move out of her dorm (Told me I'd be horrified at how dirty it was. Perhaps, but not surprised.), and they came home last evening. Micah got here first so she and I went shopping to try to find a dress for The Wedding. After David and Emma (his dog) came home, we went to our favorite Mexican food place, Los Cucos, and had such a great time. The waiters are always happy to see David when he comes home from school. And, they always make a fuss over Terry. Makes one feel a part of the community. I think they come to the table to hear Terry speak Spanish. There's always a lot of raucus laughing in the kitchen afterwards. David and Micah have each been home a few weekends this semester but not at the same time. Seeing them laugh and talk to each other made me so happy. Terry and I just sat there and smiled, listened and watched. It was a very harmonious and joyful evening. We ended it by watching a little SNL. At least, Terry and I ended after SNL. I heard David and Micah going to bed at about 3:30 this morning. The real reason my Mother's Day weekend is going so well is that we aren't celebrating Mother's Day. No mention of it allowed. These blog entries will be my only reference to it. I was going to either make a big production of it on the blog, with pictures of my mom, with every one of her children, and of all the moms in the family, with each of their children or not mention it at all. This is a compromise. Without the two hour crying jag I indulged in Friday night and the five page list of reasons I'm upset that I wrote on Friday night, this could be a really miserable day :) Best just to skip the whole thing.
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