.....Let me just say a few unsolicited words about my family: I have four wonderful, intelligent, sensitive children, and four very accomplished grandchildren. Robin, my eldest had a highly honorable military career, retiring as a Lt. Colonel. She has held some very important jobs; at one point she worked as an assistant Secretary of Labor. When she retired she was appointed by Gov. Jeb Bush as Executive Director of the Florida Dep't. of Veteran Affairs. When George Bush was President he summoned her to Washington to serve in his cabinet as the director of all the national cemeteries in the country. Robin's brother, Joel, had a distinguished career in the CIA & after he retired, he became Vice President of a software company; he's as bright as a star. Then, there are my twins: Bobby Lou & Bonny Sue. Bobby is a crack salesman of Harley Davidson bikes. (That's bikes, not "crack"). Bonny has had a dog grooming shop in California for over 20 years. I love all of them dearly and equally...well, maybe not equally...that's not possible according to the latest issue of Time Magazine. I suppose I have a favorite, but that changes from time to time, accordingly.
.....Now, about the grandchildren. There are also four of them: Bonny's Sean, Bobby's Katrina, & Joel & Barbara's Adam & Hannah. Three of them have a college degree, and each of them has distinguished themselves in their chosen careers. Katrina is a Navy petty officer and she works on jet engines. Sean and Adam are artists and Hannah is a professional photographer. Unfortunately, and sadly, they all grew up elsewhere than Florida and we never had a really healthy chance to get to know each other. Consequently, they don't know their grandparents very well. In spite of that situation, they are grandchildren and, naturally, we love them. And another blessing is that my children have bonded, and each sibling is proud of and loves every other sibling. Not many families can say that. Mine can. The Rosses are at the very top of every and any 10 best list, and that includes Unca Phil and Cuzzin Ruthie. (Also RH+ & me).
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ReplyDeleteThanks,dad.
That's what we are talkin' about.
You are so cool.
The Baron/Emperor/King speaks with straight tongue, even if with his usual modesty. He does not take enough credit for molding his brilliant progeny. Without his benign influence, they could not have achieved their present elevated status.
ReplyDeleteNR and his crew are beyond Top Ten. They are Numero Uno in the hearts of people who respect courage, intelligence, and high-mindedness. Well done AGAIN, Norman, and well done, progeny.
It appears to the Baron/Emperor/King (very confusing) that Unca Phil has returned to himself after a noticeable absence of comments to this blog. What a relief! Unca Phil lends a touch of class to Baron's efforts. (Baron was offered the crown thrice and each time pushed it reluctantly away.)
ReplyDeletePushing the crown away does not count unless it is on the Lupercal. Julius Scissor said that and he could cut right to the chase. Unfortunately for him, he could be cut also.
ReplyDeleteSince Baron is Jewish, he may rightfully and legally push the crown away drei times on Rosh Hashanah instead of on the Lupercal. He also was "cut" back on the Ides of March--tho' not in the Temple...The Baroness warned him not to go to the Casino that fateful day.
ReplyDeleteThe Baron is Jewish? No one told me. Are you sure? None of the baronet's married mates who were Jewish so it does not seem likely that they were of the Hebrew persuasion.
ReplyDeleteSon Joel did convert but that was only to please his wife, Barbara, who is a member of the Tribe (no, not the Cleveland Indians).
The Baron cannot turn his back on his destiny. He is the rightful king/emperor of all he surveys.