Senior Night at Valley

It was too cold for Grandpa Al and me to attend the last game of the season.
 Valley trounced the North Polar Bears so they ended the season as #1.
 Now for the Playoffs.

Meanwhile, we have a picture to toss onto the blog.

Tradition has Senior football players walking across the field with their parents at half-time.

It's a one last time thing, a source of pride...and we are all proud of Blake for his

solid and winning performance as a middle linebacker. Last night, he even managed a touchdown!!

Double Date for Homecoming Dance/Party

 

 

After dinner with 30 classmates at a home, these four went off to the Homecoming Dance.

I don't know the couple on the left but that's Blake sitting in the pink shirt and red tie.

His date is Jacey...standing behind him.

 

Blake at Cedar Rapids

Blake's tackles turned the Cedar Rapids game around...

from Valley losing 14-7 at 3rd quarter to Valley winning 28-14.

Blake's in a Sack

 

 

 #21. That's our guy.

The Des Moines Register let us have this picture.

The best way for me to track him on the field

are his signature orange shoes.

 

Hunter's Moving On!

Love texting.

Receiving pictures.

We're not there but can see what's happening.

Hunter's moving into his dorm room with a high school buddy.

Friley Hall.

 

 

Last Rose of Summer

We spent some time at the Rose Garden

 where Landon could play Pokémon Go on his computer.

I followed the butterflies and bees in the garden.

 

Too much magnification but just wanted to show my busy bee.

 

Summertime...and the living is fishy

I'm a "Poolie."

That's what Becky Blackman, the pool manager,

calls those of us who volunteer to help her check the quality

 of the water in our West Park pool.

Every weekday at 5 p.m., I enter the code to the mechanical room,

read the meter and write the numbers in the big yellow book.
Water is checked by "Poolies" four times a day.

Landon says he is growing his hair to look like a surfer dude.

Landon spent a few days in the pool this summer

 One day, the numbers looked off so I texted Becky.

 She headed to the pool and saw that the chlorine line had gone dry.

I was rewarded with a text, "Excellent volunteering!!!"

Who knew something so simple could bring me such pleasure!
Retirement.