The Tuesday Club

My mom will be 85 next month.  Last week she spent two nights with six girlfriends-women she has known since high school.  She traveled to East Aurora NY which is their hometown. One friend came from Colorado, one from South Carolina, one from France via her daughter's in Connecticut and the other two are still in Western NY. Two of the women she has known since 1st grade-can you imagine?  Back in the day they called themselves The Tuesday Club. No reason why.  They just felt their group needed a name! They have had gatherings every few years since the 90s (I think). She was elected to write a Tuesday Club song and my dad came up with this after their gathering in 1998.  I never knew about "the song" until I was driving her home last week.  It made me laugh and cry because she had a perfect recollection of she and Dad driving along and coming up with the words. She said when they sang it last week, they all cried.  My guess is they all knew that this was probably their last hurrah. I can only hope I am lucky enough to have friends for 75 years.  Here are the words:

 





Vet Day 2012

I know I've written about Vet Day before but I'm going to do it again. :-) Friday was Evan's last Vet Day at Colerain.  This is a day when students from the OSU vet college come to Colerain with their personal animals as well as animals from the college.  Every year my heart is a bit heavy when I drop Evan off at school on that day because I think of my dad and I know he would love the fact that his is happening at his grandson's school.  This doesn't happen at any other school.  This year was even harder because we are nearing the end of Evan's time at Colerain so this was his last one.  I can't believe his elementary years are coming to an end.  I remember so clearly the months prior to kindergarten when we struggled to get him into Colerain and finally got word 5 days before school started that he got in.  I'm sad, apprehensive and somewhat scared for him to move onto middle school.  He's ready but I'm not sure I am!  He has grown and thrived at Colerain but sometimes I wonder if I did him a disservice by sending him there. It's such a small, unique school and the group from Colerain will be the smallest one feeding into his middle school.  I'm going to be a mess the month of May as school comes to an end and then I will be a nervous wreck all summer with the anticipation of his transition to middle school.  I think I will need to be medicated!