Bros Together Again

Whenever I sneak back into God's country I stay with Mark and Holly in Aledo. They are perfect hosts and make me feel right at home in their beautiful place. During the rehab I was able to visit with my other bro, Phil and his wife Jeanne. It had been years, I'm sorry to say, since I had seen Phil and Jeanne and it sure was good to see them again. We met at Pagalo's Pizza in Milan.

Mark and Jeanne.

Holly and Phil.

Not one of my best pictures as I look like a wide-mouthed bass just brought up into the boat. I haven't a clue as to what was said, but undoubtably I was laughing at something said by either jokesters Mark or Phil. Looking back on my lack of wit, I suppose this pose was probably common growing up with these two.

Composing myself, this is a great shot of the the three of us. Hopefully there will be many more.

Florida isn't the only place with nice sunsets, as this was spotted on our way back to FLorida, after stopping for a great ice cream cone, however. By the way, Pagalo's is great pizza. Not as good as Jerry's or Davis Bros., but certainly good for third place.

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Summer Swim

It's Monday and the start of another work week. Except for me. I have the week off because the parents of my daycare charges are taking the week off, too. This is one of those wordless posts I love on Mondays so I can put my laziness in full view of loyal readers. These pics need no words. Why muddy the waters? They were taken at the pool at Sinkhole Estates aka Death Valley. The nice thing about this pool is it is heated in winter. If one must find positives in one's situation, I suppose that is one. But, please, no more.

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Class, Or Lack Thereof The Dwight Vice gravestone in Oquawka, Illinois. I bring this old chestnut out every so often just to remind me that class is classless. Dwight Vice was killed in his home near Oquawka in 2001. It was one of those things that can generate crime: two guys thought Dwight had a lot of money stashed at home because of his pot-selling sideline to supplement his fishing job. Not really one of those big drug deals gone-bad things. Marijuana was, according to the trial, about the only stuff Dwight sold. But these two guys barge into the house and killed Dwight and attempted to kill his 11 year old kid, Darryl, before they took off with what money they could find. His son, now 23, was stabbed in the back and left for dead. He survived and is wheelchair bound and has undergone several surgeries to repair his wounds. He will be paralyzed for life. None of this is pleasant. Reading the facts of the murder and attempted murder are most unpleasant

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