~Sunday~ We got up at around 7:30. Bob took Frances and Vincent for a walk, and then he got some (lukewarm) free coffee for us from the lobby. After a while, he walked over to Bob Evans and got us sausage, egg, and cheese biscuits, some apple juice, and a cup of coffee, which he … Read more
~Saturday~ We were up at a decent hour, and Michael Casterline made us fried egg sandwiches that were out of this world! Then, Frances and Vincent worshiped the door that Bob walked through to take a shower at the Casterline’s house. And then the front door later when he stepped outside to pack the car. … Read more
~Friday~ Bob, me, Frances, and Vincent began our 11-day vacation today, departing Raleigh at around noon. The main purpose of this trip is to meet as many of Bob’s Michigan relatives as possible and to see as many sights as possible—some of which are still standing, many of which are not—of Bob’s childhood in Battle … Read more
~Wednesday~ Inspired by a similar exercise, Bob recently took 13 pictures during one of his daily walks. He then asked me to co-author this blog entry by devising a haiku for each one of them. My haiku are “out of context,” since I wasn’t on the walk with him. He had the advantage (or … Read more
~Saturday~ I took a dozen pictures while walking around Lake Johnson yesterday, and then I asked Bob to co-author this blog entry with me by devising a haiku for each one of them. I thank him for his willingness to participate, and congratulate him on his foray into the blogosphere. Bob’s haiku are “out … Read more
~Saturday~ It all started on Saturday, January 3, 2015. Bob was gracious enough to rent Love in the Time of Cholera with his NetFlix subscription to watch with me. My Mostly Social Book Club is currently reading the book, and I’d already read it in February of 1995, as a member of another book … Read more
~Thursday~ If you read my New Orleans vacation blog entries, or specifically the Saturday, August 31st entry, then you know that I commissioned a poet to write me a poem with the topic of “Frances and Vincent.” Today I received the sweetest card ever—from Frances and Vincent—thanking me for said poem. Be still my heart.