Happy birthday Andrew John MacRae

32 years ago I was holding a red, bruised, most beautiful baby boy in the world in my arms. That was a wonderful morning. Now he is a dad himself, of course, and a very good one too. He phoned last night to say that they wouldn't be coming next week after all because he has an interview at Berkeley! Our fingers are crossed tight for that. Yesterday we missed Andrew's call because we were at Glen Meadows at the driving range. It was a warm, beautiful evening, and good to be taking advantage of this summery weather. Maybe we will get out in the boat before the cold dark nights arrive.