. We held Jim's 78th birthday party tonite, and it turned out to be an incredibly spirited and good natured, very long event... ! By decree, only his relatives are allowed to attend, and by definition, his relatives are short-tempered and crotchety. But not this time. DJ flew in from St.Louis, a phenomenal event. Everyone was delighted to see her, which made her happy which made the folks happy which was reflected in the tone of the occasion. Jim's brother Peter and his wife Karen, both in their mid-sixties, have become parents again -- they take their 11 month old grandson from Friday night to Sunday night, every single week. Now I know darned well that DJ cannot stand children -- If they walk in, she will walk out. But this toddler was no ordinary child -- he never got sleepy, he never cried, he never tired, and he never stopped smiling from 4:00pm when they arrived, until 10:00pm when they left. Anybody could pick him up, and anybody could help him walk, and any piece of birthday wrapping paper made a wonderful toy. May the Lord grant that this child retain this personality all thru life, but I am not sure that even the Lord has that much power..... His New Jersey cousins came, and his Long Island cousin, plus our two local daughters and one sin-in-law. Now the tie which bound the event together was the genealogy research which DJ has been doing on this branch of the family. The cousins have astounding memories about dates and names, and today I received another chart from our newly found cousin in Paris who knows even more than we do about the ancestors! DJ also located a cousin in Little Rock, and between these two men, all the questions we happend to have, have been answered. God bless the Internet! My once a year treat to myself is to hire a girl in the kitchen for this event, and it is worth a million of my hard earned dollars, every penny of it. We had a computer going in the den, where DJ and others were putting names on the people in the photos which had been scanned into Jim's machine. Think about it -- they were photos of Jim's mother, Marion's mother, Dickie's mother -- circa 1904 -- some dating back to 1895. How do you spell 'dageurrotype'...? DJ and cousin Alfred are computer wizards so those old pix were enlarged, brightened, cropped -- whatever needed fixing -- in about 40 seconds. Their fingers fly almost like hummingbird wings! At the same time, 15-y-o Laura had a laptop computer running at the desk, for she was studying and taking notes for her midterms. The noise didn't bother her at all... The baby was crawling and walking carefully amongst all the feet in the way, and managed never to get stepped on. Also the kitchen-aid kept returning with hot hors d'oeuvres which she passed around the crowd. Naturally, I had my own computer running in the next room, where Alfred and I were very busy trying every resource at our disposal to bring up an attachment from the cousin in Paris. All in all, while it was a circus, it also was heart warming. ............................................ The menu..? Old fashioned and very appropriate: Hors d'oeuvres: baked mushrooms in sour cream, very tiny meat balls on toast, subminiature spinach in crust. Lots of daiqueries poured.. Entree: old fashioned pot roast, potato pancakes, sweet and sour red cabbage, apple sauce. Budweiser all around. Desserts: choice of vanilla or chocolate Baked Alaska. Coffee. ..................................... I had my new electric picnic chest running, plus a styrofoam chest out on the front porch weighted down against invasion by muskrats -- or was it possums..? And the pot roast hid in the car trunk, don't forget.. Challenging logistics, nicht wahr? I'm too tired to breathe. See you in the morning.. . Penny, NY ________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________ YOU'RE PAYING TOO MUCH FOR THE INTERNET! Juno now offers FREE Internet Access! Try it today - there's no risk! For your FREE software, visit: http://dl.www.juno.com/get/tagj.