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January 8, 2005
Irene's 90th
Contrary to what you might think, the dapper gentleman pictured above is not my Grandmother's lover, but her brother. These pictures were taken in August. The main reason for our trip was to attend her 90th birthday party. She's a grand woman, my grandmother. She really is one of the best people I've ever known.
My loudest aunt hosted a grand party with 90 green helium balloons floating around the ceiling. My gran had prepared a multi-page speech which was typically wise, funny, and demanding – she quizzed us all in her speech. My question had something to do with the Battle of Hastings, I seem to recall.
Vicki and I wrote a number of beautiful poems. Sadly, it is now several months after the fact and I can't remember any of them. I'm pretty sure they were thoughtful, brilliant, and touching though.
There were postcards and letters and well-wishings from around the globe, and a grand time was had by all. I just wish I hadn't sat on the photos for so many months. I'm looking forward to her 180th.
Posted by YandaMan at January 8, 2005 12:05 AM
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