Tabishland

It turns out I was mistaken when I told Joe I wasn't going to Indiana for Christmas. My sister talked me into driving down Fri night and coming back today, so that all my siblings and mother could get together for the first time in about 15 years.

I had no opportunity to go see Indiana friends but did drive by Nell's lovely, beautifully lit house. Philadelphia Street was very pretty, too. My family had dinner at the Coney and I thought of all of you, and last summer. My brother Lance was amazed at how the Coney has grown and said now it's more like "The Coney Drinking Mall," which I thought was pretty funny. We ran into David Noker, all gussied up as my Aunt Dorinda used to say, and he said he now has Internet access and CHECKS THE BLOG NOW AND THEN so we need to work on being a little more cool, I think.

I miss you guys. I'm glad we've reconnected. My sister Margo, three years older than I am, is thinking of getting in touch with her Sendracs friends because she said it was really the best time in her life, those years. I think we're very lucky.