Flo and Ralph take us out for breakfast today. We go to the Farmers’ Market restaurant, an eatery that touts Southern cooking. Norb and Ralph have a mullet breakfast, complete with grits. I have southern ham and the waitress warns me that it’s salty. Good place. I recommend it if you get to Ft Myers. It’s not on any main road so you really have to seek it out.
We come home and Flo has unearthed some early photos, per our request. We spend hours looking at them. On many of them the people are identified; she gets a gold star for that. But there are many that are blank on the back. I take a few. I love old photos. I think about how I should organize my photos and also realize that I haven’t been getting photos from my sons with the regularity that I used to send them to my parents. I think it’s because when we would get pictures developed we would always have 2 made. One went to the parents and the other into our files. Now the photos are all digital so they rarely get developed. Erik used to give me a CD of pictures at Christmas but not lately. He did give us a book of pictures of Ellie last Mother’s Day and that is wonderful, and we got a few pictures during the year, but not that many. And the only recent pictures we have of Shawn’s girls were the class pictures that I scarfed up before I went to India last fall.
We eat a light lunch, Ralph takes a rest, I read. We leave for Giavannone’s in Estero at 3:30 so that we can stop at Frank and Pam’s and see all of Pam and Frank’s grandchildren. Obie’s join us for dinner. Wonderful evening with old friends.
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