Fun at the familiar camp joseph in sharon vt, where motab plays at all hours of the night, the view is spectacular and your kids can see you make a huge fire/turn into a pyro..etc....
Recently made it down to Mystic connecticut with Grandma and Grandpa, saw the oldest American shipping vessel, the "Charles Morgan" and walked the streets that have been the backdrop to many hollywood movies
Lately we seem to find Nolan trying to have his inanimate objects join in his daily activities, bath, toilet, climbing into the dishwasher. You have to be on the lookout-
Those of you who know my father know that he is actually a pilot that just doctors as a hobby. Years ago he and I took a trip to Alaska and flew to the base camp of Mt. McKinley where the world seems to be made on such a grander scale. My father has always been able to show me a view of life and the world on such a scale, not just on plane rides that test my gastric resolve but in the small and mundane moments of life. I haven't made many decisions in my life without either talking to him or imagining what he would say. I could have no greater ambition than to become the kind of man my father is. Your children and grandchildren love you dad-
I guess the blog still works. Last weeked we spent the day in boston harbor watching cruise ships go through the islands, we also flew a kite, introduced nolan to swings, showed West how to kill ants and start fires with a magnifying glass and wished we still lived right in boston. great town. Beus Boys