Friday, May 20, 2022

Our youngest comes for a visit

Rio, our one year old grandson, is a go-getter, confident and unafraid of the world. He came to visit with the old-man, Knuckles. Might be Knuckle's last. Rio normally wears his hair down, down across his face. But today, Sandy insisted on a hair clip for this photo.

 


Knuckles loves to sing






 

Soon, Rio’s off to Portland, Maine to start a new life.



 


Tuesday, May 17, 2022

My oldest graduates .....

My oldest granddaughter, Miss Kaya Overholtzer graduated recently from Champlain College in (way up there) Burlington, Vermont. Within a matter of weeks, Kaya, with her degree in Digital Forensics, and a minor in Criminal Law, will be relocating to Chicago to take on a position with the international consulting firm, Charles River Associates.

 

A delightful, quaint picture below of her noted college found hanging on a wall. The current campus covers over an eight-block area of downtown with a large contemporary, modern administration courtyard at it’s center.




At the graduation reception with a small bouquet and degree in hand. 



 

A family dinner was held aboard the Spirit of Ethan Allen, while cruising out upon Lake Champlain. In the distorted distance below, an early evening view of the Adirondack mountains of upper New York state.

 


 

 

Two days later, I found myself in an isolation ward at the University of Vermont's Medical Center. I had left Florida with a slight upper respiratory issue due to what I thought were seasonal allergies. 

After the fourth day, I wasn't doing so well. The Urgent Care at the University’s Medical Center admitted me on the concerns that I might have Covid. Thankfully eight hours later, the RSV-PCR test results proved negative. Without the need for further quarantine, and the possibility of public isolation etc gone, that following morning I could actually fly home.



 

But again, so proud of our Kaya. She’s off to a great start.  (photo provided by my daughter, Crete)


 

 

Friday, May 6, 2022

play something

Siesta Key, late summer of '63

Not many friends while growing up, but I do remember these two .......