This was on Sunday, the day before we left to come home. (Dad, Wendy, Mona and me)
Mona, Me and Dad at Piggy Park having a bar-be-que dinner.
This is the street that was named after me. (Marie St) That's my middle name. My dad built the homes on this street when I was very young. You can't tell, but the sign was half knocked down. Wouldn't you know it?
Marie Street was also a dead end. I'll let you draw your own conclusion. I have to say, Wendy got a kick out of it!
4 comments:
You look GREAT!! What a fun trip. I didn't know Wendy was with you. How fun!! xo
ok, that fricken cracks me up. I KNEW you were gonna head to Marie St. I KNEW it! hahaha and you totally denied it! oh man...i love it. looks like you had such a great time, i just think grandandy should have had to blow out 85 candles! I love it and can't wait to see him again!
It still makes me laugh!!
Lorna,
LOL Marie St is a dead end? That does crack me up! It's cool to have a street named after you; though. Maybe the "dead end" could mean it was the end of your life in SC? Let's let it stay there!LOL it looks like you had a fun trip!
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