It feels like we've been around the world and back since my last post. August 5-8 Ken and I spent some time in Florida celebrating my mom's 80th birthday
and my brother's 50th.
During most of our visit mom kept saying
"How in the world did I make it to 80?".
I gotta guess it's good genes and good livin'.
and my brother's 50th.
During most of our visit mom kept saying
"How in the world did I make it to 80?".
I gotta guess it's good genes and good livin'.
On the second day of our visit we snuck away for the day with the intention of heading to Vero Beach. As we approached I-95, the sign to West Palm Beach beckoned and we made a sudden change of course and headed south instead, towards the sleepy little town I grew up in - Lake Park. I had mixed emotions on seeing the house at 405 Foresteria Drive.
The place was teeny when we moved in - only two bedrooms and one bath for the FIVE of us! My dad worked every evening after work and every weekend for nearly three years to complete an addition that eventually doubled the house in size. I finally got a room of my own one year before I left home for college.
Here's my former elementary school,
and the large park at the end of our street.
Ken and I cruised the old neighborhood long enough to get a few good shots and not draw attention to ourselves. After wards we headed a little further south so see the house where my dad was born and to visit Riviera Beach.
We had a scrumptious lunch at Johnny Longboats which included grouper, crab, shrimp and scallops and one or two of these...
The place was teeny when we moved in - only two bedrooms and one bath for the FIVE of us! My dad worked every evening after work and every weekend for nearly three years to complete an addition that eventually doubled the house in size. I finally got a room of my own one year before I left home for college.
Here's my former elementary school,
and the large park at the end of our street.
Ken and I cruised the old neighborhood long enough to get a few good shots and not draw attention to ourselves. After wards we headed a little further south so see the house where my dad was born and to visit Riviera Beach.
We had a scrumptious lunch at Johnny Longboats which included grouper, crab, shrimp and scallops and one or two of these...
I spent a good deal of time pondering the past and some pretty sweet memories.
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