There is a pause in the action as Mom, Dad, and Anne enjoy lunch on the screened porch.  It is 74 degrees and sunny in south Florida.  This morning we rose early and attended the 8:30 mass at St. Columbkille Church.  After the service there were many greetings as friends paused on their departure to greet Mom, who has been absent as consequence of her broken pelvis.  Then we retreated to the chapel where Father Joe welcomed us and spoke words, including a recital of Paul's Epistle to the Corinthians on love.  It was lovely, and it turns out Father Joe is one of 12 siblings.  

Running later than planned, we returned quickly to the condo where aid Monique was waiting at the door for us.  She worked with Mom while Anne prepared poached eggs and toast for all of us.  Then Anne and I went to the grocer where we picked up the anniversary cake (not many made saying 69 years), roses, and hors d'oeuvres for the small party this afternoon.  The champagne is in the refrigerator.  We anticipate a festive occasion. 

After that we run to Bob and Mary's for dinner.  What a celebration!

Mom and Dad say they miss you all, but are very happy to be here where they can walk outside and float in the pool during the winter season.  Anne and I are blessed to be able to share this time with them and look forward to seeing those of you who will come this way this month and next. 

In closing I bring to your attention once again the time span of 69 years.  I have not yet lived that long, and though decades now seem short, that is still a very long time to have held love and life together.  Let us all make a toast this evening together and separately to the loving couple who have brought all our lives together.  Happy anniversary, Mom and Dad.