Saturday, March 17, 2007


The boy and I came to my parent's home in Worcester.

He's getting along with the Parker clan famously, as I knew he would. His nervousness makes me giggle.

My broseph taught him the art of Speed. The card game, not the drug.

Dad took care of the baby pictures. Mom cooked the food. We're all drinking merrily.

Everything is good.

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