Yes, yes, I know that I said I’d be back sometime yesterday, but I goofed up, okay? I’m here now, and in a pretty good mood after having three cousins – my dad’s nieces stop by.

Here they are, plus my dad’s great-granddaughter:

Susie, Summer of a later generation, Glenda and Ann.

We sat out on the porch here at the Peanut Butter Cafe & Roadhouse and talked about whatever and what was. Summer, of course, just made a brief appearance because I forced her.

Glenda called from the Village View Bed&Breakfast to give me a report – and it was good. They are staying in this room – the Upson. Glenda also told me the lady who greeted them, and I am assuming it is the one who runs the place, is very nice.  The village the name refers to is Howe, Indiana and it used to be known as Lima. My grandmother graduated from Lima High School in 1900; I wonder if she ever stared out a school window and looked at a place where her granddaughter’s cousins would spend a couple of nights 109 years later. Probably not. Although I sometimes drive by a prison and wonder if someday I will be visiting my granddaughter there.

Hey, don’t get on my case . . . her grandpa and great-grandmother figure she doesn’t need a college fund as much as a bail money fund.