Wednesday, June 25
Early in the morning, the boys went golfing. Ben was his own caddy, Eric caddied for Paul (the golfing expert in the family), John took his own too, and Joe was photographer.
Ben, with the club he used through the whole thing. An exercise on how not to play golf is as follows:

Stay stiff

Swing like you are playing baseball.
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Dance! ![]()

Paul’s feet. Note the dirt from a scuff? That’s where Ben whacked.
And then, Paul, showing us how to do it the right way!
Later that day, we went to Grammoo’s and Papa’s, after the boys got home. It was Papa’s birthday, so we had a cake for him, and he opened his presents. Uncle David, Aunt Fran, and Cody came, too.







In case you haven't noticed, my name is Anne, but in RL it's pronounced Annie. At this moment in time I happen to be 21 years old. Herein you will find: The rants, rambles, and otherwise uninteresting happenings in the life of...well, ME, you might say. 


July 10th, 2008 at 2:31 pm
Pogo sticking is fun….if you hug it with your knees you can go no handed…I did 706 jumps like that before falling.
TRY IT
July 14th, 2008 at 12:21 pm
I love golfing… I don’t do it very much like at all, but I still love it! Looks like the guys had a great time!
Happy birthday to your Papa
amanda