Sherry and I read until early Sunday morning. I was reading Lee Child’s “Nothing to Lose” and she was reading “The Apple Thieves,” by Cecil Childers (a local author). It was 4 am before I finished my book, Sherry naps on and off but finished a little later, she said. We both knew we needed to be up and ready for church because for the first time in a long time our sons and a couple of Grands were going to attend church with Sherry. Just after we were dressed, Mark came in carrying a dozen red roses, a card and some dark chocolate.
WE then made it to breakfast with most of them. Some had breakfast, one coffee and we had our regular ½ biscuit with Jelly. LOL. (I'm sure the manager, a great guy, wishes it was Mother's day every week, LOL, We don't increase friend Mary's stock much with our Sunday buy!)
Red Lobster is Sherry’s favorite Restaurant, so the boys wanted to take her there. Shirl and I tagged along.
It was a long wait, but it gave time to chat and reminisce. The boys have a lot of memories to recall. Their best stories come from GITMO and Key West. WE had time to give them some stories of our parents they did not remember hearing.
This was today’s crew. I tried to get the Red Lobster sign but didn’t do a good job of it, plus the sun did not cooperate.
It is a blessing that both boys remember their grandparents, Sherry and I do not remember a whole lot about ours. That happens when you are the younger kids in large families. We are trying to ensure the Grands remember us.
1989 Chevrolet Celebrity