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Friday, June 14, 2013
Last week I
was in North Carolina helping my daughter by watching the three NC
Crankettes.I had a good time
reacquainting myself with these three.We made pancakes in the morning, played games, watched “Sponge Bob
Squarepants” (my personal favorite) and went to a local pool .
One bonus of
any NC visit is I get to see my Editor/Sister-in-law, Judy.This year the visit included my scientist
genius nephew, Jimmy (yes, I still call him Jimmy) his scientist genius wife,
Melissa, my PHD niece Alison, 35 first cousins-once-removed and a six month old
Yellow Lab “Captain” named in honor of my Brother Jim.
beer-can chicken skillfully grilled by my nephew.
The "Three Amigo's"
We had a
great time, solved many of the world’s problems if only anyone would listen to
us, and told some old stories.I love
old family stories, and I like to put them on paper, or the internet in hopes
they will not be forgotten.
told this one as an example of youthful exuberance and ambition.She relates it to her students from time to
time when they think her expectations are too high.I hope I do it justice:
and his family were all skiers, especially when the kids were young.They were all good skiers.Good, not great.My niece, Alison, recalls watching her two brothers,
Jimmy and David, at the top of an extremely long steep hill.The hill was not just steep but was covered with
huge moguls (not rich old men, but severe bumps and dips in the hill.)The hill was very icy which is typical when
steep and bumps are involved as the good snow gets pushed off to the side
leaving crusty packed icy snow.
eyed the slope with trepidation when Jimmy suddenly just pushed off and
attempted the run.Heading straight down
the icy slope, Jimmy navigated about half of the bumps with skill and dexterity
when he caught an edge, flipped to his side, fell and tumbled about 100 yards
down the hill ass over teacup until he finally slid to a stop.Jimmy did not move for what seemed like a
minute, and then he slowly pulled himself up, dusted off the snow, and adjusted his
hat.Looking back up the hill, bruised
but still intact, Jimmy cupped his hands and yelled to David,