Now the family reunion

Again no words can come close. We had our four (the outlaws), their four (the in-laws) and five of the following generation. Oh and us, making, what, 15?! I had no idea I was at that station in life. We were fortunate to have a huge beach house given to us to enjoy for the week. It faced the Jersey shore and was an easy walk (about 50ft!) to get to a wondrous place for exploring and Uncle Wiggly adventures.

On cold days we would laugh; at us, the screwball antics of our grandkids, and then would eat too much. I return well marbled from the following diet; hot dog with mustard and sauerkraut, then cheese steak, then Japanese food (I know, some how these don't belong in the same universe) then chew-belch-and-repeat.

We have a family of educators and docs. Weird how that happened. And they all were called upon for various situations that made us proud to see them exercise their professions. I am a proud Papa and Grandpa indeed.

All the little ones were cared for by the entire clan so they will have a time adjusting to the routine back home. Hah, the Papa and Mama's revenge. Such lovely debauchery!