To begin

Most likely only our children will want to read our story. And perhaps their children one day. I've wanted to tell it. Sometimes I think I should tell it as it could have been, should have been. But then I know it was the living of it that mattered then and matters now, not the telling. Our story began one Sunday night in the Fall of 1969. The Fall with its vibrant, beautiful colors. Sunshine warmed days or clear cool days. Evenings smelling of honeysuckle and burning leaves. The last months of the decade of the 60's just after a man flew to the moon and walked on it. Years that had brought so much change. Hippies and Vietnam, the Beattles, innocence floundering in ideas of idealized love and free love. Downtown Philadelphia. Billy Penn on top of City Hall looking down Market Street and Chestnut Street and Broad Street. Historic Tenth Presbyterian Church on the corner of Spruce and Seventeenth. A man and a young girl met...

Photos ala Linda

Thanks to Linda for posting the photos. I have no idea how to do that (or take decent pictures). First two are of little Naya. Next is Amy's 32nd birthday at Linda's. counter-clockwise from Amy: Juden, Meadow, Dove, back of Ella's head. Next, Sulik's backyard at Thanksgiving. Lily in foreground. Heather, Eden,Juden, Addie, Caleb. Next, Eden and Lily. Last, Ella, Dove, Meadow. Thanks a bunch, Linda.

grandkids

home again, home again, jiggedy-jog

Home from Chattanooga. Harder and harder to leave everyone there. But good to get back to Heather and brood. New baby Naya Faith is beautiful and precious. I will miss these next weeks as she changes, responds more and more, her little personality emerges. Ella and Dove are moving from babies to funny little girls. Their vocabulary growing. Ella has trouble with "frog". Loud and clear but completely different word (here censored). I took Juden for a real boy haircut. Cute. He certainly is an active fella. Oak and Meadow getting more and more grown up. Loved the time with my kids too. Always a lot going on down there! Amy and Linda in full mommy mode. And Aimee anticipating. I'm proud of my boys as I see them work so hard; and their Dad would be very proud of their work ethic, resourcefulness, and the quality of jobs done. They have much of him in them. Now we wait for Scott to become a daddy. (Hang in there, Aimee). And for Keith to sense God's leading and direction as to seminary or more carpentry work. Things roll along happily and bustling at the Suliks. And Spring is just around the corner.