The days just keep getting better. The little children are having a blast, riding around on the tricycles in and out of the garage and along the driveway. The teenagers, of which there are 12, get along like a house on fire. They drive the two Mules and the bicycles, they play games and generally have a wonderful time. The adults talk, or sit by the fire or play cards, but mostly they talk, renewing old acquaintances and forming new friends. It was everything Ken and I wanted from the celebration.
On a practical way, we ate brunch at 10:30 and dinner at 5:30. At brunch, Kevin McCormick played classical guitar. Joyce McClelland, an old friend, sang a beautiful solo, about music lasting after everything is gone. John Mills sang a hymn, followed by two Irish songs and a Johnny Cash "I walk the Line". And son David made a very funny toast to us, and another to the guests.
In the afternoon, the BS 5 piece Band entertained us for three hours. Folks played games under the tent, or horseshoes, or sat by the fire, all while listening the music, which blissfully was not too loud.
The evening ended with thirty of us singing around the fire, while the young adults chatted around a table. It was a splendid day.
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