You couldn't have asked for more perfect weather than this Father's Day weekend. Les was here for the weekend, and all the family except John and Ginger made it over on Sunday. There was a total of 6 dads, but of course Dad/Grampa/Great-Grampa is the guest of honor. Here he is checking out the restored photograph my brother Bob had framed for him. It's a 1918 photo of his father lined up with fellow Navy ship painters in Newport.
The kids gave D a pair of Adirondack chairs with the promise to paint them the color of his choice. As there are two, I'm assuming I can sit in one and pick my color. Maybe.
The great-grandkids had a great day with squirt guns, soccer, and sprinkler etc. Little Abby is now walking like a champ!
Son-in-law Dan built a workbench in our cellar for his stained glass work. As he posted on Facebook, "New workbench! Complete with a small shelf, perfect for storing works in progress. I used the tools of at least 2 grandfathers for a little nostalgia. Now I can get back to work!" (P.S. He is taking commissions.)
I've joined Facebook this past year, at first to be able to take part in some closed groups for speech pathologists and for Moms work. It's a good way to keep in touch with far-flung relatives too. I'll post additional photos on FB. Now that I'm no longer working in a school I feel less leery about it.