What Bruce Springsteen says, and also this: it doesn’t all slip away. They are not all in the past. There are still glory days.
Grace’s beautiful 4th of July cake and more produce than we know what to do with
The purple coneflower in full bloom
The local fife and drum corps
Sherod, Grace and Robert were right behind the fire truck and color guard that started the Lowndesboro 4th of July parade. Robert walked away with a 3rd place ribbon.
My friend Joe, who’s also known as the Squirrel Whisperer, is a L’boro volunteer fireman, and, I found out today, served as a Marine.
Going home, the First Cavalry Division flag waving alongside the Stars and Stripes…
New Road Rising 
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What a day! Wish we had been there. We were with our daughter Vicki and her family on Soldiers Creek in Baldwin Co. Sherod knows right where that is. We had 2 granddaughters, 3 great grands and a multitude of “others.! Love to all.