Neon Museum, Bone Yard, Las Vegas

Happiness is a form of courage. 

                                        George Holbrook Jackson

Dave, our volunteer neon enthusiast
at the Neon Museum, made us excited about the
extraordinary history of
Vegas, gangsters, hotels.  The seedy
side of gaming.
And yes, so very,intrigued about the art of neon.

Summer Family Time is Fleeting

Life is like a cup of tea
it's all about how you make it.
    found on Pinterest


We are squeezing the last bit of sunshine
from summer.  Hot weather is not
on the long list of my favorite things but
I do love summer for the things it brings.

Dodge Ball

Extra Play

Not necessarily in this order:


1. Beach
2. Fresh sweet fruit and vegtables
3. Long bright days
4. No homework or tests
5. Picnics
6. Fried Chicken
7. Melons
8. The occasional thunder storm
9.  Ice cold tea
10. Road trips

French Fries and Antiquing

Precious family time.

What does true love look like?

"Sometimes our light goes out but is blown 
into flame by another human being. 
Each of us owes deepest thanks to those 
who have rekindled this light." 
                  
                                Albert Schweitzer 

.

 
Taste of Portugal:Sumol soda and linguica sandwich

Mr. Lee was sharing that he had 
overheard someone say, "If you are lucky, 
you will spend 18 summers with your
children."  
 
My mother would say, "The best time
of your life is when your children are little."
This precious time is like youth lost on the young. 

We want to make the most of it, 
each and every moment.  
Summer is wrapping up.  The Get-Along-Gang
always tries to have a transition week 
from summer to fall. 

Unlike most of the parents we know, 
we are not excited to have school start. 
The beginning of school marks the 
beginning of strict bed times, homework
obligations, and darkness at dinner time.  

We've done this before and 
understand time is fleeting.  

Old timey candy from my youth

 

Loving to Read

No one tried to censor my reading, though
occasionally when I happened on a book that
I could not understand and asked too many
difficult questions before people, the book
would disappear.  I remember this happened
 to Dickens' Bleak House, and  I spent days hunting for it
and wondering where I could have left it!
                                 This is My Story -
                                             Eleanor Roosevelt