cronechronicler

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Thanksgiving Book Ends

When Bobby was my only grandchild, he traveled to Mexico with his parents and me for Thanksgiving. Tomorrow morning very early my son Bob, daughter-in-law Linda, grandson Bobby and his brother James fly to Mexico. Bobby is a sophomore in college and his parents expect family vacations may be coming to an end. (They haven’t considered that I’m still enjoying them in whatever form they take.) My son recognized that Bobby will also be the grandchild who rounds out our years together in Mexico. James is probably the second grandchild to begin and now to end the fun. But after Bobby, five other grandchildren arrived pretty close together and we sort of lost track of things.

So, my friends, I’ll be back with new stories to tell – more memories in the making. Happy Thanksgiving!

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Home Away From Home

Tomorrow I say goodbye to Cleveland and set off for my trip to Mexico. For the past twenty years I have made the same journey. I will remember when I drive through the gates that this place is a special home to me for a week – as much home as my apartment. In the morning I will wake up and sit on my balcony to drink coffee and listen to the birds as daybreak comes. My mind pictures every place and every thing I will encounter there. And I know that after a glorious week I will be ready to return home, until next time.

I say goodbye for now to you, my blog friends. Hasta la vista.

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