Brian's In - Where Are The Rest

Brian, it's great to have you contributing. But it appears we have to work on a dad and an uncle and an aunt.

We have gone two days in Allison Park without rain. Fears of a drought are rising, but the rice crop in the backyard seems headed for a bumper crop. Alas the tomatoes needed more sun.

It's been a week since we returned home - it appears we have begun to catch up on the bills, mail, and other stuff which greeted us. My cold is almost gone - the toothache lingers - I think I am about ready to consider a new set. Other than that, I've been back to work for a week, and a sermon needs to be worked on before Saturday evening.

Ted Kennedy's death revived the memory of my being in a Boston saloon the night his plane crashed in the Berkshires. On that same trip to Boston, I attended the doubles finals of a tennis tournament at the Longmont Tennis Club (?). I watched some great tennis and some great players: Darlene Hard, Maria Bueno, Billy Jean Moffit (later King), Antonio Palafox, Rafael Osuna and a couple of American guys whose names elude me. Our seats were at court level just several rows from sitting at the edge of the court. A seminary classmate's family had gotten us the tickets.