More graduation photos

. . . from Dad's camera

Great Grandma Sarah and Great Grandpa Johan

This is a picture of Hilding Peterson's parents, Sarah and Johan Pettersson. Not sure of the date. I got this from Teresa Theodore, Henning Peterson's granddaughter. It was on her geneology.com website. I have e-mailed her asking if she has updated info on the family in Sweden for me to use on my trip.

Whittier Daily News

If you were wondering why that picture looks like me, it is. Click here.

From the oldest grandkid to the youngest...

Thanks for the great pictures for those of us who could not be there yesterday. Found this picture and thought it was cute. This was Daniel with Andrew when David graduated from high school back in 1998. Looking forward to the future?

Daniel has now graduated . . .

. . . but our relationships shouldn't change much.








"Once a cardinal, always a cardinal," but Glen says that college graduates don't go to high school reunions.




The graduation photo was taken just a few hours before I got this! (See previous post.)




I'm glad it's over!



By the way, Grandma and Grandpa Wilson, Aunt Lisa, and Uncle Brad, Aunt Becky, and MacKenzie (8-1/2 years old) were at Grandma Pete's house too.

Daniel Wilson is graduating right now

Cindi and I dashed down to Whittier High School to watch the graduates walk from the gym to the Vic Lopez Auditorium for graduation. They are in there as I type this, hopefully getting the proper dosage of lackluster speechifying.

Congratulations Daniel! See you at Grandma Pete's in a couple of hours.

[Hmm, a post about Daniel that doesn't include bicycles--could this be a first?]

34 Years Ago...

Summer school student...1975...Wheaton College, Wheaton, Illinois. Guess who? Crazy hair but so stylish for the day. Ha!

Another Museum

Kyle and I watched the Red Sox sweep the Yankees. Great fun at Fenway. Then New York was easy until it "rained again"..... Kyle was faced with the T-Rex at the Museum of Natural History. Doesn't he look scared?

Kyle in DC

We are in the Museum of Natural History. Great Place.

There is nothing like a bicycling fun ride . . .

. . . that starts at 5 a. m.



Rob went on the 22 mile ride with Ken and I (pictured below) on May 25th 2009, my 53rd birthday.