I hope you don't mind, I took my shoes off and poured another cup of coffee.
Paul is working on a beautiful fall landscape close by. The focal point of the painting is neither the mill nor the fall foliage. Rather, it is an elderly black male Labrador Retriever, named Rocky.
The finished work will carefully be handled by UPS and shipped to Front Royal, Va., to the "Barbie" doll of our family, our granddaughter Lizzie Cory Barbee, and her new husband Jake Barbee.
I am sure before Paul Baby applies the last brush stroke, Tootie Mae will be called on to critique it, just because.
Everyone in the little blue house at the end of the road loves what they do.
So, now let me tell you what else we were up to on Sunday.
We attended the 55th reunion of the Brazil High School Class of 1957, in beautiful Forest Park.
We were grateful the committee brought us together again.
We missed the classmates who did not attend and honored the memory of the deceased.
Our classmate, Charlotte Ann Raybould Pickett passed away Aug. 16.
Fewer classmates were present than were in 2007, our 50th. Though it was such a pleasure to see everyone in attendance, including spouses and friends and a beautiful little well-mannered canine with a red bow in her hair.
Verses to one of our class songs promised that we would have moments to remember, beyond our school days.
Well, yesterday, we added to our store. Our visit was great. Again, we had a lot of fun. All present, like the last line of the last verse reads, "We will keep these memories forever."
Thanks to Randy Dyer of Clay City for bringing his "Rocking Ranch Wagon," and a taste of the Southwest to us. The food was good. The service? Unique.
There was plenty of time after the meal to reminisce before the special event of the evening.
Paul and I exited the park briefly and went home to take our medications and check on Tootie Mae. That accomplished, we headed back to the reunion site to join the others.
At shortly before 8 p.m., everyone meaning to be present at the performance presented by The Brazil Concert Band regrouped at the band shell area.
Matthew S. Huber, director of his talented band, presented, "Is There A Doctor in The House?"
No surprise -- we were in for a treat and the band delivered.
Several band members qualified to answer that inquiry. They were recognized. Those band members chose the selections to be performed. We heard the music of Sousa, Anderson, Webber, Warrington and others.
It was so nice to see so many former members of the band and relatives of deceased members in the large audience.
Our class was honored during the program. We were seated on the first row, close to the bench that members of the Class of 1957 donated to the park.
Mr. Huber: You and your band are truly our treasures. You added so much to our perfect day and we thank you.
Despite the fact someone accidentally locked his keys and spares inside our car and a dumb blonde left her umbrella behind -- all went well.
A fellow classmate settled the keys problem and another rescued my umbrella.
Will we have future reunions? Of course we will. That has already been discussed.
Our daughters, Starla Sartor-May and Lori Ann Sartor Patrick are coming back home to Indiana for a brief visit.
We will be celebrating our grandson Michael Risk's birthday in Brownsburg.
The sister's plates are already full, and they plan to cook a feast.
Michael's brother, Daniel Risk, will be back in Indiana to help celebrate the occasion.
The filmmaker has also been informed his short film, "Lightning In A Bottle," was awarded second-place at the Gen Con Film Festival. More to celebrate.
Our eldest granddaughter, Lindsay Barrett Terry and her husband Matthew, will host the party.
And, no visit comes and goes without time spent at the little blue house at the end of the road.
Tootie Mae would be disappointed if they didn't spend time with their adopted sister.
Thanks to the readers of "Brazil Buzz" who called or e-mailed me last week.
I can be reached by phone at 446-4852 or by e-mail at firstname.lastname@example.org.