Catching up,* Final: Family Restaurant leftovers
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Kalib and his mom as we enter Family Restaurant.
Other people wait to enter and they look pretty darned excited and hungry.
Charlie and Melanie soon joined us. The last time we had seen Charlie, his hair was long, so this was a bit of a surprise.
Soon, there will be a toast at the table. In fact, there will be several pieces of toast.
Melanie and Charlie, who drove all the way out from Anchorage just to eat breakfast at Family Restaurant with us. It would have been nice if the entire family had come, but not everybody could make it.
Kalib examines his mother's wedding ring.
There were many happy people at Family Restaurant that day. Even though most present were strangers, it kind of felt like we were all one, big, family, all eating at Family, all enjoying breakfast together separately.
Jacob, at Family.
Do you remember how wonderful it felt, when you were his age, and you got to lay your head against your mother's chest and listen to her heartbeat? Although the recollections are a bit dreamy, I do remember. And, just a short distance away from the heart that Kalib listens to, a new one, ever so tiny, also beats.
After we ate, we headed back to the car and passed by this Doggie in the Window. None of us knew how much it was. Probably, it wasn't for sale at all.
*Yesterday's post mistakenly claimed it to be the final of the catch-up series. This is because I had originally scheduled this one to appear earlier in the week, but then moved it to this day so that I could post snow pictures. Then I simply forgot to correct yesterday's post before it went up. When the post was up and I saw my error, I thought, "Oh, well."
Reader Comments (5)
great photos as always, bill, esp the fellow with the bushy beard. try as i may, i can't get mine to grow that long. on my mediterranean cruise i met a young man from nashville who had lived previously in alaska, name of jim putnam. very young. late 20s, i'd say. i told him i had a blogger friend in wasilla and he said he used to live nearby - eagle river or something like that. jim was a poker player and gambled every nite but was careful about his money. he was traveling w/his 49-year-old mother who i never met. all their luggage was stolen by a cab driver in barcelona. glad you're feeling better, bill. you can't keep a good man down.
Kalib looks so very cute, as always.. His name is a little unusual.. sounds middle eastern actually.. Can u tell me what it means, if u don't mind?
Hey Bill, I am glad to see you have been able to keep up with the blogs now that you are feeling better. Would you mind if I use the picture you took of me for my Facebook profile picture if I credit you in the Caption?
Thanks!
Charlie
P.S. I hope that we can see the new pictures and stories of Zed in this blog or the Cat Blog soon!
Ruth, if you look in the right drug store, you will find "Fem Beard" - a special ointment that women can apply, guaranteed to grow a find beard.
Ash - Here is the story behind Kalib's name. Since she was young, Lavina always liked the name, Caleb and she decided that should be the name of her first son. Then she met Jake and found that he had a brother named Caleb. So she decided that the name should be spelled differently, but pronounced the same. I looked it up and in Hebrew it means "Brave."
Charlie. Sure. I did put Zed in the cat blog - or Grahamn Kracker did. Maybe you mean the ones I took when we dropped Lisa off the other night and she introduced Zed to her Mom? She brought Zed to the car and it was very dark and Zed is black, so I didn't really get much.
Oh I see.. its a lovely name and a great meaning too.. :)