Well, Park my Car in the Harvard Yard....

This past weekend we celebrated the 65th

birthday of my brother-in-law..

Many people showed up and the rooms

were buzzing, and finally ended up with the

boys in the men's cave (better known by

me as the LIAR'S CLUB...as there have

been some pretty wild tales told there,

my husband being a member).. and

the women in the front room.  And that

pleased us just fine..  We had more

laughter going.

One of the swing my head around was,

a man who was there, and I have talked

to him many of times over the years.. But

for some reason, his speech stood out

over the weekend.. It made me smile.

Music to my ears..   Maybe because he

usually answered most of the questions

with one word sentence... where this time

he was talking quite a bit.

So was it a Party we were at or a potty?

Cotter was a man or was the man's

name Carter?   It was just nice to hear

him talk, the more relaxed he was, the

stronger it was..  Nice to hear a little

bit of back home. 

Told him I was jealous, that even tho

both of us have been away from New

England for 30 + years, he has kept a

lot more of his than i have.   And yes

he was from just outside of Boston.