Follow-up

 That car in the background, behind the charming dancing boy? Chrysler, Dodge, Plymouth? No.  None of the above.  After great research, guessing, and collaboration (with nothing of value being contributed by me), the results are in.  1936 Graham Crusader 80 Touring Sedan. http://www.ebay.com/itm/1936-Graham-Crusader-80-Touring-Sedan-Factory-Photo-c6400-94BBMY-/350841786694 Not anyone’s first guess, as far as I know.  I only even know that Graham was a car because Dad had one (a 1941 Hollywood Coupe, as I recall)…parked out in front of the house for several years while we were growing up, (along with a plethora of Auburns, his favorite car.) Tonight we saw fireflies for the first time this year.  It takes a warm humid evening for fireflies. 

There is an American bittern

 …in this photo. …and in every photo below it. This is how they usually look. …a little hard to spot. They’re hard to spot, …because they don’t move much. …and their camouflage is pretty good in the reeds. 

Family Album

 Some old photos we found in Mom’s stuff.  These are from a 1945 trip to Michigan. Brother David was the baby.  I hadn’t even been born yet.  Who can name that car in the background?  David was apparently the star of the show. Brother Bill. Brother Tom. The four of us.  Bill, Tom, David, and me(not pictured). Mom at 35 years old, something I never got to see.  This looks like Grandma Jesse with Mom.  Would she have been in Michigan then? I don’t recognize this person with Mom at all.  I do recognize those old vacuum thermoses though.  It sure took a lot of them for one picnic. And Dad, looking a little blurry to the rest of us, but mighty fine in that shirt! 

Big Daddy’s Burgers

 Judy and I order the “little” hamburger cut in half so we can split it.  I don’t know who eats the “big” one.  There is a really big one for the Big Daddy’s Challenge.  Eat it in 30 minutes and it’s free. There were a couple guys up for the challenge while we were there today.    One of them ate most of his burger.  The other ate all of his burger, but couldn’t finish the cheesy chili fries. So, if I understand this correctly, eat the entire burger and serving of cheesy chili fries, you feel terrible afterwards, but you get your name in the Hall of Fame (there are only two so far).  Fail to eat the whole thing and you feel terrible afterwards, get no honorable mention, AND you have to pay 50 bucks for the burger.  I don’t see enough upside to the endeavor. Nevertheless, Judy and I announced that we wanted to try it next, but with *Senior* portions. No deal.