Remembering sisters

Frannie died 4 years ago tomorrow, Joaners 9 years ago in January of this year. They aren't gone if we remember them and I for one do that a lot. My beautiful sisters.

They've aged well.

Marc turns 48 today, Peter turned 47 on the 8th, so we had a combined party yesterday to celebrate. I think they look pretty good, don't you?

The pool is still open but unheated so it's got to be in the 60s. Dew couldn't resist a last swim--and he stayed in for almost a half hour. He is our water lover.

Say it ain't so!

We learned tonight that the Anchor Bar, home of the Buffalo chicken wing, is declaring bankruptcy. It was a major site whenever we had out of town visitors, almost up there with the Falls. (Well, perhaps that's an overstatement.) In reality, theirs weren't the best wings in town. I even had better at a bar in San Diego.

So, bye-bye Anchor. We won't miss ye.

Visiting the Catskills

Soon we'll be heading to a cabin in the Catskills for a week. We felt that a fall trip was called for and while we've been numerous times to the Adirondacks, never the Catskills. Found a cabin in Clarysville that looks nice. Clarysville cabin  Won't do any trout fishing ourselves but we've tried to talk the Van Burens and Bayers into joining us.

Save rodents!

Leaving church we found the fire department trying to help an animal stranded in a tree. Joyce walked over to learn that they and the SPCA thought there was a nest of baby squirrels whose mother had been run over by a car. None were found. I'm not a squirrel fan (they're chewing on my plastic shed) so was happy that they found nothing. To me it's like trying to save a nest of rats. Interesting how most people wouldn't agree.