In trying to think of a way in which I could honor them, I contacted a long time friend from High School who now serves as Vice Admiral in the Navy and serves as Senior Military Assistant to the Secretary of Defense to see if he would write a letter acknowledging their contribution during WWII. He agreed to do it and took the time to research the battle record for their ship and thanking each one of them by name, and I had the privilege of reading it to them at the cookout.

To see tears well up in the eyes of a few old sailors was very moving to say the least. They could not believe that a Vice Admiral would take time out of his unbelievably busy schedule to write a personal letter to the four of them. It was the first time that they had ever received that kind of recognition and the pride they had in serving their country was evident through their tears.

It was one of the greatest privileges of my life! Thank you Mac, Bob, Warren and Wayne. And Thank you Admiral Kernan.

L to R. Warren Tripp, Bob Plassachert, Mac McLain, Dave Adams

He is pretty wonderful!

This could become one of my all time favorite memories.  Not too many granddads get to sing a trio with his grandaughters at the Christmas Eve Service.  Charlotte is 3 and Olivia is 6. Uncle Ben accompanied.

I couldn’t resist playing one of my favorites Bob Dylan songs and a video at the beginning of the sermon.  The message of his song could not have fit the scripture any better.

Choose you this day whom you will serve….as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.   Joshua 24:15

Last Thursday, July 30, our grandson, Creighton, hit the big…1!  He is the sweetest thing!  He could be the motivation for Katie and Josh to possibly go for #4!  YOU GO, BOY!

Happy Birthday, big boy!  Bebe and Poppy love you!

Hot dogs are ready!

Master Chef Ed Filicky!  Bobby Flay’s got nothing on him.

These beautiful ladies are part of our Friday night family.  We love it when they spend time with us.

So, exactly how does one describe that look on Bryan’s face? Pain? Laughter? What are you doing to him, Ginny?

That egg toss was hard on Bobby’s heart.

So, is Joyce getting up, or sitting down?  Only the photographer knows.

We had a great time.  Thank you Ed and Mary Louise for your hospitality!

It started with a pig pickin’ for Auntcy and  Uncle Christopher on Saturday night.

Mommy danced with Creighton.

Daddy danced with the campers.

Ben and Katie leaned to the right.

Sunday afternoon we went for a ride on Uncle Franklin and Aunt Jennie’s boat.

Nana, Papa and Uncle Rick came up from Florida for Auntcy and Christopher’s party and went on the boat ride too.

Charlotte drove the boat.

So did Olivia.

Olivia held onto a lantern to keep the trolls away.

Thumb’s up to the three Captains for a great voyage.

More fun still to come!

They weren’t kidding when they said they wouldn’t wait long to start a family!  Grandchild #4 is coming in February!  It’s official! I have had to bite my tongue for a week until today’s appointment.

Cydne went to the Doctor today, and guess what?! She and Christopher are going to be a mommy and daddy! She had a blood test done last week in the Doctor’s office and was given the good news.  Today she went to the OB/Gyn and got to see and hear the little rascal and she even brought a picture!  I’m not sure who he/she looks like.  I’m not even sure I knew what I was looking at! Right now he/she is about 1/2 inch long and growing like a weed!

This is so much fun!

Now where was I before I was interrupted?

“As for other events of Hezekiah’s reign, all his achievements and how he made the pool and the tunnel by which he brought water into the city, are they not written in the book of the annals of the kings of Judah? II Kings 20:20

Our fearless leader Dr. Stephen Bramer leading the way through Hezekiah’s tunnel.

I held the middle.

Parker and John brought up the rear.   Not a place to be if you have claustrophobia. It is 1777 feet long cut through solid stone!

Then he chose five smooth stones from the stream, put them in the pouch of his shepherd’s bag and, with his sling in his hand approached the Philistine. As the Philistine moved closer to attack him, David ran quickly toward the battle line to meet him.  Reaching into his bag and taking out a stone, he slung it and struck the Philistine on the forehead.  The stone sank into his forehead, and he fell face down on the ground. I Samuel 17:40, 48-49

The stream is all dried up now, but I brought back some stones.  I wonder what happened to the four stones that David didn’t use? Maybe, just maybe???

This is Barbara and her bedouin friend.  We were greeted by about 7 of them as we arrived at the beginning of this path.  Stephen told us just to be polite and say “no thank you” when they tried to offer us things.  As we walked along this ledge with a 200-300 foot drop-off, I heard Barbara say “no thank you” about a hundred times.  She was in no place to be impolite to a bedouin shepherd!

When we got to the end of the path, we saw St. George’s Monastery dating back around the 7th century (I think).  It was incredible!  This picture doesn’t do it justice.

Dotty and Barbara at the Garden of Gethsemane.

This is the entrance to the Church of the Holy Sepulchure built around the sight where Catholics believe Jesus was crucified and buried.

This is the stone on which they believe his body was prepared for burial.

As they were going out, they met a man from Cyrene, named Simon, and they forced him to carry the cross.They came to a place called Gogotha (which means the Place of the Skull). Matthew 27:32-33

Looks like a skull to me!  Dr. Bramer, believes the location inside the Church of the Holy Sepulchure is the more likely of the two places.  But, this sure looks like a skull to me.  Regardless, to have been at both locations was a moving experience.

The Garden Tomb.  Jesus wasn’t there. It was empty!

So they took away the stone, Then Jesus looked up and said, “Father, I thank you that you have heard me.  I knew that you always heard me, but I said this for the benefit of the people standing here that they might believe that you sent me“.  When he said this, Jeus called in a loud voice, “Lazarus, come forth!” The dead man came out, his hand and feet wrapped with strips of linen, and a cloth around his face. John 11:41-44

Parker at the entrance to Lazarus’ tomb.

John and me in Lazarus’ tomb.

That’s me coming forth!  That would have been hard to do with your hands and feet all bound up!

This is a good shot of the kinfolk at Jerusalem.

Dr. Stephen Bramer was an incredible guide.

We sang songs that he had written.

Barbara picked his brain….many times. (That cave back there is where some of the Dead Sea Scrolls were found at Qumran)

He gave us scriptural, historical, archealogical background on every place we went.  We have been spoiled rotten!

He is already back over there teaching at a seminary in Jordan.

Our trip ended with dinner and sunset on the Mediterranean Sea in Jaffa.  We still have to pinch ourselves to believe that we were actually there!

When Barbara got back to school, her friend and co-worker, Joy Edwards-Parker presented her with this poster from her classroom.  It says “We know that you are worth more than 200+ camels! We missed you!

Bobby Pilkington at our church did some research and found that 250 camels are worth $1,830,000. Hmm!