One of the first things Gwen and I did upon arriving in Pigeon Forge, was to ride the Farris Wheel. The view from the top was absolutely stunning.
Nassau was my favorite place to visit while in The Bahamas. I wish I could have spent more time at this port. Oh well, I guess I will just have to go back for another visit.
Nassau is full of cute little shops. I felt like we went into a hundred different stores, but I enjoyed each one of them.
Malia and I went to the Nassau Library and Museum. The building was originally used as a jail, so the layout was rather unique. The one thing that really caught my attention was their card catalog system. I was completely enthralled and just stood there running my fingers along the wooden cabinet and the cards. I wish I had photos, but pictures were not allowed inside the building.
We also encountered statues and posters dedicated to the woman of The Bahamas. They were praised for their hard work and sacrifice during the nation’s difficult times. They were admired for their willingness to give of themselves in an effort to create a better life for all citizens.
I cannot talk about Nassau without mentioning the beaches and the beautiful ocean. The water was a clear blue and I could watch the fish as they swam near the docks. The fish I saw had yellow and black strips, so I called them bumblebee fish.
Today is Little Boy Blue’s third adoption anniversary. Blue is an amazing dog. He excels in all his training classes. He is a great traveling companion. He has a strong nurturing instinct, which drives him to look after and protect his brothers. He is loyal, friendly, and loves to play.
Happy Adoption Anniversary Little Boy Blue
A few days ago, I posted a couple of photos of Mom and Aunt Kathy. While I was looking for those pictures, I came across a few photos of my grandparents (Frank and Edith Lynn) and my great-grandparents (Otis and Ollie Lynn).
I look at these photos and wonder about their lives. They were just doing normal things, going to school, getting married, raising their children, and working at various jobs.
However, time moves quickly. Their children grew up, moved away, and had their own children. Those children also grew up, moved away, and had their own children. And so it continued….
My great-grandparents and grandparents are no longer living. However, their legacy is still here. It continues through stories, pictures, even some character traits that seem to be genetic in nature.
Even when there is nobody left that remembers them, their legacy will continue to live on in our family.
These pictures tell a funny story.
This picture was taken November 1958. The girl on the right is Kathy, my aunt. It’s her birthday, so the cake is for her. The girl on the left is Rita, my mother. She is obviously upset about not having her own cake. Just look at that face.
This picture was taken later that same day. There are two things that really stand out to me.
- My grandparents were poor and they didn’t have money to buy birthday gifts for Kathy. However, my grandmother worked hard to make the day special. She baked a cake, curled Kathy’s hair, and dressed the girls in their best clothes.
- My mom is no longer frowning. Instead, she is now smiling and has her own cake. If you look close, you will see my mom’s cake is bigger than Kathy’s. Obviously, my mom was capable of throwing some epic fits in her younger years. How else would she end up with a cake bigger than the birthday girl’s cake. I think my mom was an extremely difficult child.