My first full day at home was--well, full, always an enjoyable circumstance for me. At Betty;s invitation, met her her and her son, Wes, and his family (wife, Katie, and two little girls, Miranda and Scarlett) at a breakfast at St. James at 10:00. Food was mediocre--cold scrambled eggs and so on--but we had a great time together. Saw Alice E. and her sisters, who were visiting from California and Michigan. I hadn't seen them for well over a half-century, so we reminisced like crazy and that was great fun.
After, we went back to Betty's and sat on the porch for a time. It had been raining, but stopped and Wes and family went to the beach. Mookie came over and so did the northern visitor; latter and Betty walked down to meet others, but they were on their way home anyway.
We all sat on the porch eating leftover subs and talking and laughing. The northern visitor and I walked on the boardwalk, then all but she left for Betty's niece-by-marriage, Dorothy, who had invited us all over for a cookout. We all went to Galloway and had a ball; there was only one other guest besides Dorothy and her family: her stepmother, Mary Ann, who I didn't see eat, but did notice drank about a gallon of vodka and mixer. Hey, whatever serves...
Drove home in a thunderstorm. Today, will meet the one up north with the darling little boys at the lake, then have a cookout at her house. They'll go to the fireworks at Fort Dix, which I'll skip. For one thing, I don't want to drive in the dark and for another...guess.