We arrived in Wakeman, Ohio, cousins all, for a reunion in a place to which we all could trace our roots, the 40 or so acres, originally, of Friendly Farm, where the grandmother and grandfather we have in common lived for a number of years. In Cousin Helen's lovely home we gathered the first night at 9 p.m. for a dinner featuring garden produce grown a few feet out the front and back doors.
A farmhose B&B, where six of us stayed just down the road from Helen's, constituted a marvelous place to take pictures the next morning. -gw
O SON OF BEING! Thy Paradise is My love; thy heavenly home, reunion with Me. Enter therein and tarry not. This is that which hath been destined for thee in Our kingdom above and Our exalted dominion.