Happy Father’s Day!

Happy Father’s Day, to my father, my father-in-law, all of you other fathers out there and to me. Anne got up early this morning and cut out the letters pictured above and placed them in our keyboard, so that I would be sure to see them when I got up. She made the letters out of the paint color sample cards that she had collected to help her choose the paint colors for the bathroom. She bought the paint yesterday, so this was a good way to repurpose those cards.

Last night, Anne and I went to Maplewood-Richmond Heights School District Superintendent, Dr. Linda Henke’s retirement party. It was a nice party. Students from the high school were catering the event. A group of them were standing along the wall and I asked them if I could take their picture. Before I knew it, they were signaling to every student/caterer in the hall and then they all came running to get in the picture. It was the most amazing thing that I have ever seen. The photo turned out really well. I actually took three photographs and merged them in PhotoShop. That way, no one is blinking. It is a couple of posts back. Anne suggested that I send the pictures to the school district’s PR person. I got his email address and will do just that.

I called my dad, to wish him a happy Father’s Day. His big news was that Frank and Kathy are traveling to Europe. They flew to New York City and stayed a couple of nights at the Waldorf Astoria, on Park Avenue. They saw “The Book of Mormon” while they were in the city, the hottest ticket in town. Today they embarked on the Queen Mary and will sail to Europe in “First Class”. My dad must have said “First Class” half-a-dozen times during our conversation. Frank even had to buy a tux for diner. I joked that you had to sail in “First Class”, because otherwise when you hit the iceberg, you end up going down with the ship. My dad has sailed across the Atlantic eight times. All of those cruises were on the Grey Stack Lines, also-know-as the United States Navy. The first few times were as a midshipmen, which probably made traveling in steerage on the Titanic seem like “First Class” by comparison. The last couple of times were as an officer. While still not “First Class”, he at least got to travel in officer class.

Anne took me out to a Father’s Day brunch at the Pomme Café, in Clayton. Afterwards we went to the botanical gardens and me and my sweetie, we walked around in the heatie. Having already seen the Chinese Lanterns at night, they were a lot more impressive than they were today. I definitely recommend seeing them first during the day and then after dark.