Cathy the Librarian

Jack, Jeff, Leila and I all went on Grandpa’s boat for dinner and black flies. I was the only one afflicted with the evil black flies, but such is life. Jack had a blast scampering back and forth on the deck. He wanted to be the captain, and Grandpa, being the softy that he is, let him steer (is that what you do with a boat?) the boat for a while.

We went on Lake Ontario, and we had to the muck in the Genesse river is VILE.

Here’s a picture of Jack and Grandpa, the two captains.

There are more pictures that will be posted, but for now here’s a picture that Jack took of his feet.

And one he took of Grandpa.