A GRANDDAUGHTER'S VISIT: A Special St. Paddy's Day!

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YOU'VE GOT TO DO YOUR OWN GROWING UP,

 NO MATTER HOW TALL YOUR GRANDFATHER WAS

My wife and I are specially blessed this St. Paddy's Day.  Our grandaughter, Delanie Rose Pierce Boggs, Rosebud, age eleven, is spending the night with us.  Julie wanted to take her to a movie but there were none that her mother thought appropiate.  I respect and appreciate her concern.  We did take her to dinner at one of her favorite restaurants, The Cracker Barrel.  Rosebud ordered a shrimp dish from the adult menu and ate most of it, taking what she didn't eat home with her.  Check out those earings!  Her mother only allows her to wear them on weekends.  Can't imagine why?

Long before there was a Cracker Barrel in this neck-of-the-woods, I've been eating at this unusal restaurant.  In the 60's, we used to stop at one in Kentucky going to and coming from Florida.  We still eat a lot at Cracker Barrels.  Last night, a very lovely, and most delightful young waitress, named Hope Elizabeth, served us their Friday night fish special.  Hope is still in college and we were thankful that we could help her a bit financially.  She reminded me so much of my older granddaughters that it was a joy visiting with her.

Tonight another waitress, Karen, took great care of us.  She was a bit older than Hope, but she had such a pleasing personality.  It was like talking to a family member or old friend.  Although I cannot eat it, I always  request packages of Blackberry Jam, which I give to our housekeeper, Donna.  Last night I got two packs, tonight I got four  Thanks girls!.

I really like waitresses.  They work so hard, are nice to people who are not always nice to them and are always cheerful, even to old codgers like me.  When Julie and I both lost our jobs in a plant closing, before I became a successful stock broker, Julie worked as a waitress.  I still remember her stories of people she met and helping count her tips.  Lots of quarters!

At Cracker Barrel, the fun doesn't stop when dinner is over.  In addition to being a restaurant, it is also a country store.  They always have fun gifts and some very unusal clothing items.  I bought toy musical instruments for my jug band at Cracker Barrel.  Now, I don't shop, Cracker Barrel or elsewhere.  But, I like Cracker Barrel because they provide the greatest rocking chairs where I can sit and read my Kindle while Julie and Rosebud shopped.  Julie has already given me three birthday gifts, my birthday is still two weeks away, and today she gave me a new Ohio State hat you may admire in this picture.

ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL!

The day ends with a new scottie dog to guard Rosebud as she sleeps.
My old Gunner dog will back up her new friend!

Tomorrow morning, it is a special breakfast just for Rosebud.

She will be in Miss Carla's Junior Church tomorrow morning.

How good can it get?

LET THE GOOD TIMES ROLL!

WHAT DID ROSEBUD NAME HER NEW DOG?

GUNNER

 

OLD GUNNER,

SEEN HERE AWAITING HIS MISTRESS,

WAS HONORED

THE REAL JUDGES OF YOUR CHARACTER

 AREN'T YOUR NEIGHBORS, YOUR RELATIVES

OR EVEN THE PEOPLE YOU PLAY BRIDGE WITH.

THE PEOPLE WHO REALLY KNOW YOU ARE

WAITERS, WAITRESSES AND CLERKS.

God Bless You and Yours

GOD BLESS THE USA