Oh, the Places You'll Go! A better title for the adventure of fatherhood I cannot imagine. The same can be said for the adventure of marriage. The month of May, 2012, embraced this theme with enthusiasm. Kannette! (Kuh-NEHT-tay! Truly!)
We also ate out as much during those two weeks as we probably do in six months here in Maseru. As much as we enjoyed that, we realized that we have really come to enjoy home-cooked meals and that we want to hold onto doing our own cooking more often when we return to the U.S. more permanently. Meanwhile, of course, dining out at Lebanese Taverna was as enjoyable as we recalled. It helped that our friend Dahlia, who performed our wedding ceremony, was there with us:
Again, I only had my phone, but that reddish blur is Regina:
Here are Becca and me in the subway tunnel after the show, posing with a concert shirt that I picked up for Cecilia, who introduced me to Regina's music:
At the end of that week, Kathy flew back up from Texas for one night in NYC with Beth, Steve and me before we drove to Providence to see her mom, Pat, her sister, Karen, brother-in-law David, their daughter Maisy, grandmother Ruth, Aunt Ellen, and and other family members in the area. (We actually drove straight from Brooklyn to Vis-`a-Vis Hair Design in Providence, owned by Kathy's cousin Michelle, so Kathy could have her hair cut.) We stayed with Ruth in Providence, but also with Pat in Scituate, Massachusetts. I enjoyed every moment and must say I could not have married into a more wonderful family! Again, I regret not taking more photos...
One of the highlights of that part of our visit was a party thrown in Pat's honor. She is a teacher (French and Latin) who also heads her school district's foreign language department and is retiring this year after 37 years of teaching in Texas and Massachusetts. Her contributions were significant enough that her local State Legislative Representative attended the gala and presented her with a formal Certificate of Appreciation from the Commonwealth of Massachusetts! How cool is that? Here he is presenting it to her:
One of the gifts that was a particularly big hit was a wine rack in the shape of the Eiffel Tower:
Naturally, the cake was decorated in multiple languages:
This was undoubtedly the main reason my wife and others were admiring it:
We got one last family dinner before leaving New England. From left to right: myself, Maisy, Karen, Pat, Kathy and David.
Maisy is a true joy. She even saved the seat next to her just for me. What an honor!
That evening was the rehearsal dinner, held at the Cellar Restaurant, where Casey and Sheryl were all smiles:
I made a brief toast, during which I noted both that I would avoid any embarrassing tales from my son's childhood as they were more likely to be embarrassing to me than him, and that he had best not mess this up, as we have grown so fond of Sheryl that if he does we are keeping her. I think it went well, but mostly because I led off with a quote from The Princess Bride.
My mom, with the couple:
With a closer look at the top:
Of course, the evening would not have been complete without a picture featuring my sisters and me demonstrating, quite admirably, that we are all, indeed, a little weird: