I found this over at It's a small world after all and thought it would be interesting. I wasn't tagged so I don't feel obligated to tag, not that I tag anyway! How many times can you use "tag" in one sentence LOL? If you want to play along, leave me a comment and I'll check yours out.
DAD
It can't really be considered a highlight, but 2009 was the year we lost Dad. Dad was 79 and he had been suffering from COPD (Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease) for at least 15 years. He may have had limited mobility but his mind was as active as ever. He lived with my sister, Barbara, and her husband, Paul, and their two boys, Marc (6) and Alex (5) in Oregon. There's nothing like the presence of two active boys to keep your mind busy.
Dad spent 26 years in the Army, then retired but still kept working for another 15 years in California and Washington before he and Mum moved to England and retired for good. They had about another 15 years there, traveling back and forth to the States (courtesy of the lovely $10 Military Space A flight benefits) until poor health put a stop to that. Dad lost Mum in 2003 and returned to the States, first living near his sisters in California and then heading up to Oregon. We had a wonderful Christmas all together in December 2008 and less than six weeks later, he was gone. He just fell asleep one night and didn't wake up - peaceful, just the way he wanted to go. Gone but never forgotten, I miss you, Dad.
VIC'S RE-ENLISTMENT

May came time to swear we would make our home wherever the Navy sends us for another six years! That's not quite true, since we have decided that Sophia and I will not be moving again until she finishes high school and heads off to college. Vic will commute whenever he has longer than a three-day weekend from wherever the Navy sends him. As of right now, that's unofficially Norfolk, Virginia but until we see it actually on a piece of paper we can hold in our hands, it could change. And then of course, we could get the paper and then they could take it back again. The military is NOT for control freaks - you really have to do what you are told, when you are told, how you are told, and then be prepared for that all to change and for you to be told all over again. Flexibility and spontaneity is the key to success and staying sane!
4-H SHOW SEASON
Sophia participated in her first 4-H Show Season from May to July, racking up an impressive array of ribbons on Buy Me a Rose (Rose), her leased horse. It was an interesting experience.
OFF TO CAMP TIME AND AGAIN
Sophia and Rose spent a week at 4-H Camp in Connecticut at the end of June and then the day after she returned, Sophia headed out again for two weeks at Houghton College's Summer Riding Camp in New York (this time without Rose as the college has a full complement of horses). By the middle of July, she was all camped-out but had wonderful memories and lots of photos!
SECOND SECOND HONEYMOON
The House of the Seven Gables, Salem, MassachusettsVic and I continued the tradition we began in 2008 by using the time Sophia was at camp to do a little traveling of our own. This time, we stuck closer to home but thoroughly enjoyed ourselves at Mystic Seaport in Connecticut and in Salem, Massachusetts. Sitting down to a sumptuous lunch overlooking the harbor, Vic said, "Is this what life is going to be like when I'm retired?" Oh, yes, honey, there's a big wide world out there we still want to see.









