A mixture of sadness and friends. I got up early enough on Saturday to drive to Asbury Park and attend the viewing and services for Spanky. There were many people there, some from a great distance. Spanky was the real definition, to me, of a hero. Someone who did good works without waving flags or whoring for attention; just getting his hands into the dirt and making things happen. The number of people visiting was testament to just how hard he worked and just how much he was loved.
That evening, a friend of ours had invited us for dinner. A tasty Italian dish!! And his home is so neat and orderly that Joel was inspired enough to clean the kitchen...table. It's a start, at least. Joel is a bit of a hoarder.
Sunday we decided to wander a local street fair during the afternoon, in the neighboring town of Media. There were a lot of art/crafts vendors and flea market style stuff. We decided to buy an autographed Phillies shot from a Sports Vendor, which now hangs in the living room. It was a lovely day to walk the streets and view the people. I wish I'd taken my camera for the multiple woof opportunities.
Instead, here's a picture someone took of me and Joel in Boston last weekend at the Bat Mitzvah.
That evening, a friend of ours had invited us for dinner. A tasty Italian dish!! And his home is so neat and orderly that Joel was inspired enough to clean the kitchen...table. It's a start, at least. Joel is a bit of a hoarder.
Sunday we decided to wander a local street fair during the afternoon, in the neighboring town of Media. There were a lot of art/crafts vendors and flea market style stuff. We decided to buy an autographed Phillies shot from a Sports Vendor, which now hangs in the living room. It was a lovely day to walk the streets and view the people. I wish I'd taken my camera for the multiple woof opportunities.
Instead, here's a picture someone took of me and Joel in Boston last weekend at the Bat Mitzvah.
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