As they say... "Possession is 9/10s of the law...."

Summer, 1952

Well...maybe not when it comes to moms and newborn

baby sisters. This is Char, of course, holding on for dear

life as her formerly unquestioned primary position in the

 pecking order has now been disrupted by Linda's arrival.

Looks like Rose is handling it pretty well, all things

considered.  Hard to believe that this cling on here is now

 officially eligible for Social Security.  Well, better get it

while there's still some left in the pot, right?

All the best on your Big Day, Char!

Santa Catarina Palopo, circa 1979...AND 2011...

This is the little Guatemalan village that Linda and I lived in for most of two

summers more than three decades ago.  It's the same community that Mike and

Chuck and I trekked to at Christmas in 1978.  And it is where Amira and I stayed
 back in August -- except now it looks like this...

Legal At Last...

HackFest XXII, Ocean City, MD, 2010

The Birthday Boy, seen here pre-celebrating (with the most appropriate

 of libations) his promotion to the  realm of really mature, dependable,

 responsible young man from the ranks of capricious, no-account, 

barely-post-teen 20-year-old reprobate.  

Congratulations on your upward mobility young man, all the best on your

 Big Day, and continued success as a most reputable representative

 of Generation Y. 

Two for the price of one...

Janusch Home, Grandmont St., Detroit, MI, March 2011

Copyright HackFest Archives, all rights reserved (but for

what we're not sure).

This secret photo, taken with the Hidden Hackfester Cam,

inadvertently caught current B'Day celebrants Johnny Mac

(foreground left) AND Nicole (center-right, partially obscured

 by her Aunt Julie's head) in the same room at the same time.  

Utterly amazing. 

This stunning coincidence permits us to wish them both 

All the Best on their Big Day just one time without having

to repetitively do the same thing twice via individual shots.

So, here goes:  All the Best on your Big Day you two!

Au revoir, Amira...

Here's Amira (see silhouette on left in window bisected by telephone pole) embarking on her epic journey back to France:  Ann Arbor to Windsor to Toronto to Montreal and finally, Paris.

Got this text some 23 hours after she left A2:  "Mission complete! NAP TIME."