Sorry to miss the fun

We love Oregon, but living here has its disadvantages, too; primarily distance. This week Sister Phyllis, whom our generation refers to as Chickie, her youngest daughter, Cheri and three children (Olivia, Josiah, Noah) dropped into the Pittsburgh area for a brief visit. They met up with Brother Jim and Nancy who all went across town to Brother Dave and Midge's for a (re)union of sorts. We, of course, missed out.

We have seen them all in the last 15 months (Phyllis was here in June) but as time slips by we really feel left out as we grasp at chances to get together. Good memories. It does not seem that long ago that we were able to reunite more frequently. Phyllis and her husband Bruce were stationed all over during his 20+ years in the Army, so frequently they were not a part of our earlier get-togethers when our families were young. But in the past 30 years, we have had more opportunities to link up. That is, of course, until we moved west. No regrets, mind you, just an observation.

Thanks to Cheri, we got some pictures which depict savory moments.