When is a crushed vertebra and severe arthritis good news?

Answer: When it’s not CANCER (Yea)!

We traveled to Florida at the end of July to meet our newest Grandchild, a sweet baby boy named Jory.  He’s our third grandchild, and what a joy to meet and hold him.  I’m not sure what a three week old can see, but I think he looked me right in the eyes.

Making our precious time there even better was exploring with Kellen (almost three now) in the jungle that is his yard.  I love seeing how our children love their children.

Our son and daughter-in-law took us on a real nice Stern-wheeler cruise on The Barbara Lee, across Lake Monroe and up the St Johns River.

We spent another day on New Smyrna Beach in Florida.  I was pulling Kellen over shallow waves on a boogie board.  He was actually dragging on the sand, but we were both enjoying the illusion. 

I’m not in many pictures because I’m usually taking them, but today, my wife picked up the camera and took a few shots of Kellen and me.  I’m looking at one now.  I could paste it here, but I’d much rather draw a less shocking word picture.  

Some things once seen – can’t be unseen.  There is Kellen, looking much like a Junior Surfer kid at his introduction to boogie-boarding, and at the high end of the board leash is an actual Snow Man, yes, right there in the shallow, warm, Atlantic salt water; an Oregon snow man, in both color and stature. 

Wait – there’s more.  When I was a young man, I remember seeing an old man in a swimsuit.  I wondered how he could possibly be oblivious to the fact that he was wearing his suit inside out. 

Now, here I am with my old, baggy swimsuit twisted halfway around my waist and the pocket hanging inside out.  Note to self:  NEVER be seen publicly in a swim suit again.

Oh – okay, I’ll post it: