tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669838.post109772238681534509..comments2009-07-15T09:50:28.635-05:00Byranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02904365789033352077noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669838.post-1097855138770304512004-10-15T10:45:00.000-05:002004-10-15T10:45:00.000-05:00True that. I guess I didn't think about how long beforehand a trip like this would be necessary to plan for. (Wow, that was great grammar, now wasn't it?)<br /><br />DavidAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669838.post-1097818761780986392004-10-15T00:39:00.000-05:002004-10-15T00:39:00.000-05:00Go to Poland.<br /><br />TomAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669838.post-1097814527873719762004-10-14T23:28:00.000-05:002004-10-14T23:28:00.000-05:00Since Merry's in the air right now, I'll answer. When you've already got your plans made for going to Poland, and then a friend up and decides to get married, well, what should you do about it? <br /><br />CrystalAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669838.post-1097791471082936232004-10-14T17:04:00.000-05:002004-10-14T17:04:00.000-05:00Merry, you're going to miss Melody's wedding? Not that I'm gonna be there, but I thought you would.<br /><br />DavidAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669838.post-1097786776823741372004-10-14T15:46:00.000-05:002004-10-14T15:46:00.000-05:00Some of the people I find it easiest to get along with are over 60. Elderly people are so fun! I'm prayin' for your g-pa and your family.Shelleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17801297733068768266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669838.post-1097757255333441062004-10-14T07:34:00.000-05:002004-10-14T07:34:00.000-05:00Dearly beloved, wish me well. I am off to Poland in a matter of hours (!!!!) to spend 10 glorious days with Miss Crystal. And we'll be checking the by-log -- together.<br /><br />MerryAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669838.post-1097728946269367722004-10-13T23:42:00.000-05:002004-10-13T23:42:00.000-05:00Yeah, Ag. I can see my grandparents now -- Grandpa always bragging on Grandma, and Grandma always "shy" about it. Still, after 60ish years. <br /><br />CrystalAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5669838.post-1097724603659927622004-10-13T22:30:00.000-05:002004-10-13T22:30:00.000-05:00They say there is nothing more beautiful than young love. I do not agree. The most beautiful love is a wrinkled hand reaching out and taking the hand of the one that they have walked with for most of their living days. The most beautiful love is the faded eyes that light up as they meet the eyes that have held them captive for all these years. The most beautiful love is a love that has weathered the storms, faced the seasons of change, lived, laughed, loved. The most beautiful love is a love that when the book is about to close there is still that smile, there is still that touch, and there are still two hearts, joined forever as one. <br /><br />AgAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com