Nothing 4 Nothing

Uncle L and R came by today, we looked at a bunch of old pictures, of ancestors we can't recognize, like the one to the left. It is a shame people did not write anything in back of photos, now the relatives names, residences and other info about them are lost forever. If pictures could only talk. Met the new neighbor this morning, as we wheeled our garbage containers from the curb back to our own properties. Mr. B. seems like a nice man, said he is Dutch and that his family has lived in this town for 98 years, his wife is Irish, I didn't meet her yet. Did you read this headline on the internet today? "Cookie mistaken for bomb parts in San Diego Airport" Aren't we all getting a little bit paranoid?