Welcome! This is written for our children (with a long trip down memory lane), but we're glad you stopped by! We hope some of our adventures will inspire you, and perhaps some of the things we've learned will help you along your way. So - with some laughter (from a disinherited daughter ☺) at the idea that mom might be able to doing more on the internet than check her email - here we go!

Wednesday, November 25, 1981

Thanksgiving

We spent Thanksgiving in Missouri with my extended family, an annual gathering that I dearly loved.  Through the years we made at least three trips a year - each 800+ miles round-trip - to Missouri.  It was not unheard of for us to get up on Friday morning and say "let's go to Missouri for the weekend", driving down after work, and back on Sunday afternoon.  My grandpa wanted to hear all about our trip to California (he had never been more than one state away), and spent a lot of time teasing us about starting out "cross country in a tin can" (my car, a Gremlin.)

Another surprise when we got home - this time it was my call from the Arsenal.  I ended up starting work there in December, and stayed three years and one week (three years were required to reach "career" status, giving certain rehire rights).  With Kent gone frequently, it was a good way to stay busy, and the extra money didn't hurt!