It was a large time at Malcolms' birthday bash last evening.  While this is a party for his birthday, it's turned into a reunion for lots of other folks...you know, those folks you only see once a year.  I don't know what time the party officially wound down, but we left sometime around 1 am or so.  NancyO was the designer driver for our group, for which we are muchly grateful.   Me and CCoz sat up till about 3am solving the worlds' problems and writing the hits. 

While I'm writing this, Bonanza is on tv...Ben Cartwright sent a telegram to Abraham Lincoln...I didn't know they were friends...did you?

Anyway, that slick rascal Malcolm greeted all the ladies with a long stemmed rose.  I believed he's mellowed somewhat in his old age.  The music was raucous and in competition with the conversation and carrying on.  As predicted, Bear was in rare form and was still running wide open when we left the party.  The HickoryWoman had her usual good spread of food...bbq and pork roast being the favorites.

This just in: Old disc jockey down at the party...more as this story develops...we wish reHarv a speedy recovery.


    I think we've all been there...



The handwritten sign points to the "No Smoking Section"...the steps are gone and there is a drop of about  20 feet or so...at the Lobster Pot restaurant in St Croix.


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