Visit Ends

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Leaving day is never fun. Sight-seeing trips are over, and you won’t start any new project. Magda had packed and was ready to go. I can’t remember why we were in the garage, but Lise noticed an extension cord plugged into the ceiling. She thought it would be a good idea to take it down in case we used that part of the garage. The girls moved the ladder in place, figured out how to adjust it, and Magda unplugged the cord easily. That was a marvelous preemptive fix.

What a team!

After John died, we developed a plan to get Lise to and from the airport, because I won’t drive on fast roads. I ask neighbors to do it, and we always go to Culver’s for a meal followed by a dessert of frozen soft custard. Lise was doing the driving, but we asked Shawn to go with us to share the fun. These are photos taken at Culver’s.

Look at my huge hand! It wasn’t swollen, just too close to the camera.

Lise is back in Denmark now, but I forgot to take pictures of the airport run. At least I have a fair number from the Outer Banks! Thank you for traveling with us.

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Published by Anne Mehrling

I'm a retiree who loves to write about life in the mountains of North Carolina.

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  2. I enjoyed the photos and narrative of your trip. I don’t like driving on expressways anymore and there are some fast roads around here that have busy intersections with at least one T-bone accident a week. I just avoid them to be honest.

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  5. It’s always a delight to read your posts during a visit by one of the family, but esppecially so when it’s from Lise. I’m sorrry this visit is over but at least you’ll have wonderful memories to draw on till the next time. Keep on keeping On Anne, and sharing your life with us, from the everyday to the family visits. We can’t get enough. Humongous Hugs to you.

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  7. I love when Lise and her friends come to visit you. This sounds like a wonderful visit once again. Thanks for sharing it with us. xo

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  12. There was a different shot that was not good of Shawn, but it was good of my hand. She won, hands down. Faces are much more important than huge hands. Actually, my hands are small, too small for a pianist. I can barely reach one octave.

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  14. Thank you for sharing your visit with us. This was the definition of living vicariously through someone – YOU! and your daughter Lise and Magda. Great photos throughout, and the joy you all shared shines through.

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