Old Stompin’ Grounds

Traveling to our old home area, David kicked back and made himself comfortable in the car. He pulled the front seat back and draped his legs over it. I couldn’t have slept that way, but he did. It improved my viewing area, as well.


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We are staying in the home of John’s sister Barbara and Thom, although they are away on vacation. John and I walked at dawn and were pleased to find Dave and Dennis parked at the harbor where we used to visit with them. It was marvelous to see them and hear them say nothing had changed. I took a picture of the old Game Cock Cottage across the water. There were no vibrant colors at that time of day.

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I always enjoyed the mill pond area and took this quick shot of the mill in the distance as we walked past.

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John checked ahead with friend Ruth to make sure our former choir was still rehearsing on Saturday morning. As the others came in, we got a laugh with the story we concocted. We said Barbara and Thom told us there was a new rule that if singers were going to miss a service, they had to find replacements. Of course, nobody could replace them. I took a quick picture of the choir that was left. John’s and David’s voices came in handy.

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I was very impressed with Chris, the man who followed me as organist. The organ died, so he put together a system that uses two keyboards and two large speakers. He routinely plays both keyboards together! I could never have done that.

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We had a most delightful evening with friends of long standing. A trip to Stony Brook would not be complete without our seeing Karen and Al. We caught up with news, had a few serious discussions, and laughed over almost everything else. To me that is absolutely priceless. The dinner they served was scrumptious. For the foodies: baked Brie, humus, cheese, Chinese dumplings, baked ziti, meatballs, sausage, spinach salad, Italian bread, apple tart with a fancy name and fancy taste, ice cream, and coffee.

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John, David, Al, and Karen

Technical Difficulties

Before I had anything to write about, the keyboard went haywire. The first letter I typed began to fill the screen. Pressing backspace reversed the process, so there was no control whatsoever. Frustration! David loaned me his laptop in the car so that I could get started writing on the way home.

There was heavy rain the first half of the trip to New York. It was scary to look out the front window. John is far-sighted, and I’m near-sighted. He drove with confidence, leading me to assume he could see further through the rain and splash than I could. Evidently, that was true, because we arrived safely.

Grandson David was packed and ready to go when we got to New Jersey. We had a pleasant lunch with daughter Kate in a deli close to her office. There were no quotes for the day, but we laughed lot.


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Kate and her son David

Knowing I couldn’t write, I tried to take photographs for reminders of things we had done. We spent our first evening with friends Karen and Al. After eating at a lovely Italian restaurant within walking distance of their home, we pigged out on the flourless chocolate cake Karen had made. Man! We were in chocoholic heaven! We relish every moment we spend with them.


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John, Karen, and Al with decadent chocolate cake

I was dying to know how Al was going to use the Spanish moss we brought him. Months and months ago, when he knew we were moving to NC, he requested this moss. It doesn’t grow in our part of the state, but John’s sister Chris had it right in her SC yard. She kindly brought a stepladder and assisted John in cutting some. Weeks later it was in Al’s living room. He pointed to a dark part of the room where I squinted to see a little bit of moss draped on an evergreen tree. He planned to add this to the tree. I wish I’d taken a picture of it and asked for an update.