If we throw a party, will you leave?

Sorry for the lack of attention to the blog. We've had a bit on our plates recently.

My sister Alison and good friend Laura threw a great party to ease the pain of the screen door hitting us on the way out. Of course, we had to have it on August sixth while we still had a seat to sit on and a pot to ...oh, I guess we're not packing that.

Alison and Laura. Thanks.

Beer by Fullers; smile by Jeffrey Bock.

My lovely wife, Patty.

My lovely self, me.

Laura and Barb trying to have a good time.

Nice cake, eh?

Hi, Dan.

Susy and Al, with Jon (just back from Afghanistan, where some locals apparently sold him a tie) and his friend Quinn.

I guess the food tasted funny.

Friends for decades: Dean, Mary Beth, Laura, and Jim.

No caption necessary.

Maureen, Larry, Beth, and Sean.

Maureen, Lenore, and Philip.

My dear sisters Susy and Marty.

Denise with Mark and Judy (who saved our bacon packing the pod-special thanks).

Matt and Dean.

Matt explaining to his granddaughter Ingrid just what the heck a Walkman is. Alison is amused.

Packed house and porch as usual.

Robin and Russ, with Pat.

Great to see Logan and Wes, a couple former students.

Pee Wee showed up on his way home from the theater.

All in all, a good night.