I wanted one last picture of Glenda and I against the backdrop of our lake. So many years, so many experiences, so many good friends.....
Glenda took a shot of me planting my dad's rhubarb on our property in Wisconsin. I've taken it with me everywhere I've gone. I hope it makes it. He was so proud of that rhubarb and, well, I am my father's son...What else can I say. I've come to enjoy hearing from you folks every now and then and will miss being able to hear from you over the next 2 - 3 months. This damn internet, email and blogging makes things so impersonal. I'm going to have some time on my hands. I think I'll pick up the phone.....
Until later....... Dew