Pictures

I have pictures from the fifties, sixties, seventies...well you get the idea. I'm swimming in pictures.

It's my ambition to get all of these pictures put into scrapbooks. I'm not very good at scrapbooking, and it takes me a long time, but I really do want to do it.

Now I have more pictures from Mother's house, from earlier decades, and I want to preserve those too. I want to make books and books of pictures.

I want to save my Grandmother's collection of articles about my Dad playing basketball. I want to make sure I do it right, and I feel inadequate to the task. Sometimes I wonder for whom I am preserving these things, since we don't have a lot of progeny. But Dick says it's OK if I just do it for myself.

I'm swimming in pictures. Or did I already say that..

Visited Mother today - she seems better than ever - well almost ever. She was wearing a new blouse and it was good. I took her a milk shake - she likes that.

Dick is working hard on the new deck. He has the ability to keep working and working - such stamina is hard for me to understand. He totally exhausts himself voluntarily. I need a stamina transplant.