Glorious Spring weather continues the Bay Area.
Woke and trimmed my beard this morning because this is the 16th birthday of my Granddaughter, Laversa Azure Fraser. I put on my black and red Soviet Social Realism T-shirt (a gift, many years ago, from Son (Daddy) Jason) and slipped into my cargo shorts. I called Laversa I, and she told me granddaughter was in school, and that they would see Son Guy and me this evening.
I worked all day until after 6 o'clock, mostly on a Wellesnet project, which I lost. [Why do I not save these things? Takes the heart out of me!] Then, I called Son Jason's apartment and talked to Mom Londera, who gave me Laversa's new cellphone number. I put through the number and found Laversa in the midst of a party given by girlfriends. She said that she and Grandma would be up in later in the evening.
Not much on TV this evening. I nodded off a couple of times.
About ten after nine, Laversa called to say they were on their way.
Shortly, she arrived. She was the epitome of smart, petite, modest beauty, with a checkered dress, a red sweater, and her hair long on her shoulders. We chatted for about twenty minutes about her day, her schooling, her ambitions, her Mom and Dad. She was charming!
I apologized for taking her with our clan (last time I saw her) to see THE TREE OF LIFE (on a casual recommendation by Larry French). I said it was a dud, but surprising to me, the film won three Oscar Nominations. Laversa was most diplomatic, observing that "the picture was complicated."
Then, Uncle [Son] Guy dashed in from the street to say Grandma wanted to get going. A beating at the R & J Sports Bar across the street had her ringed by police.
Off went Laversa to her beddy-byes.
I called Londera to say what an admirable daughter she has.
Macresarf1 would write no more this day.
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