
A walk through the Olympic Sculpture Park
followed by dinner at an oyster house.

We started the morning on the feast of St. James at the Cathedral of St. James. Lots of people go to church at 8 a.m. in this town. Then we wandered down to the market to meet my friend from ND, Jenny Mashek.
At our brother-in-law's good suggestion, we headed down to the locks and saw (1) art that looked like waves (2) working locks (3) salmon swimming upriver (or, actually, up a fish ladder) and (4) a model of the Army Corps castle logo -- where I forced Ned to take a photo.
Lastly, we caught up with our friends, formerly of Vicksburg, Ken and Allison -- and their two boys, Finn (on Allison's back at the time of this photo), and Ronin (photographed here running by the fish). It was great to visit a city we've never seen before, but know that we have friends here for the days when we return and need a guest room. Thanks, guys, for meeting us!








Went here on Saturday in Louisville. Fun, but not as much fun as the VFM.

I joined last night. $10 and my membership's good for a year. I also spearheaded their most successful half-hour membership drive -- see my recruitment class in the top photo. They will check the voter rolls, so there's a good chance some of my friends aren't really registered Democrats (and thus will be disallowed), but nobody was willing to fess up last night in the midst of the membership frenzy. Not pictured, opposite wall: portrait of JFK beside FDR. They only celebrate three-letter presidents here.
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Patrick was none-too-thrilled to find our Internet password protected.
Mary Beth's friend, Holland, showed up to the fireworks in Vicksburg. Angela, his girlfriend, is a native Vicksburger.
Daddy and Sarah shelled peas from the market.
At the Mississippi River overlook --