EIght bells ----

and alls well - I think - The heavens are overcast with a thick layer of clouds with a fine mist that is trying its best to turn into rain on a lawn that needs to be mowed but is to wet to even think about trying to mow it. Today I baby sit with the Tigers two little whipper snapper boys. They are at the age of investa gating any thing that looks mysterious and needs to be taken apart to see what makes it work. They call me papa. Where they got that name I don't know, but papa it is and papa it will stay. I caught the oldest one in the bath room the other day pounding away. I turned and walked away. No way am I going to tell him if he keeps it up he will go blind. Thats what I was told when I was a kid and I can still see. So goes the life of papa and his two little grand boys. Smiles and hugs Movieman - love you all