Friday, in addition to being Juneteenth, was our fifteenth wedding anniversary. We didn’t make a big deal of it, but we knew Maggie & Jerry were having cake in our honor, so we got a little cake at Grandma Miller’s - tiramisu to be precise - and we had that on the deck after supper. It was a beautiful evening. We also celebrated with weak gin and tonics.
But then, Monday was Max’s 18th Birthday! The Feinland‘s had been on Martha’s Vineyard for a week’s vacation. They returned home Monday afternoon, so Ellen prepared a supper and a birthday cake for Max and we met them at their home in Northampton and had a birthday party in the backyard. There was plenty of room to observe proper social distancing, and we ended up having a really nice visit. We heard all about their time on Martha’s Vineyard, and for the most part it was good. Max told an amazing story about jumping into about 20 feet of ocean water and forgetting that he was wearing his hearing aids. When he surfaced they were gone. But there were some boys playing in the water nearby, and when they heard what had happened, they said “We will find them!” And by golly, they did! They actually dove down 20 feet and found them on the floor of the ocean. Max said he thanked them profusely, but it was just a game to them. They literally saved Max thousands of dollars!
Max's birthday cake
And oh yes, today, June 24th, would have been Betsey’s 62nd birthday. Happy birthday my darling daughter - I miss you so much! And if my brother Stewart were still alive, he would have celebrated his 93rd birthday tomorrow, June 25th. I miss you too, brother! I would love to hear your thoughts about what’s going on today!
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