Andrea and I had some Flier miles to burn, so we lined all the kids up like ducklings, made our way through the chaos that is Chicago's O'Hare airport, and took off for Seattle.
Our first destination was to the coast of Washington, near where it all began for me and for another special family with whom we were going to re-unite for the first time in 17 or so years. My sister found a couple of vacation houses in Moclips that would accommodate us and so that's where Part 1 of our Especially Thankful Thanksgiving adventure begins.
The Pacific coast.
Our houses for the weekend.
Our first breakfast with the whole crew together - old friends getting to know each other again and the new additions to the mix quickly becoming new friends.
Anya, Kenrick, Paxton, and Anthony run off some energy.
The weather was fantastic, so when we weren't eating we were usually out on the beach.
The Youngs challenged the Olds to a game or two of football. The Olds prevailed.
The Ancients look on.
The whole group on Sunday morning.
The four friends who started it all, almost fifty years ago.
The seven who kept it going.
Our days together were, as they always have been, wonderful.
The above pictures and more have been uploaded to a web album, here.
Also, for a nice, short-and-sweet history of how it all began (and some more photos), take a look at Jeannie's post on Mountain Memories.
Part 2 coming soon...
1 comment:
Ted and Barb's family! Scott and Linda's family! Yea!! Popped on here from Lani's blog....and surprised to see some special friends from my era and past too! So fun.
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