The Magnificent Six

There were seven of us - spanning twenty-four years and four decades.  Now there are six.  The second born, Ken, went to heaven ten years ago.  We are all getting older, now in our fifties, sixties, seventies and eighties.  The youngest are barely hanging on to a rapidly passing decade; the oldest just past another landmark birthday.  In either case, we had the privilege of all being together for an evening two nights ago. It used to be that we were the picture of youth, the vitality of middle age or enjoying the senior discounts, howbeit barely.  Now it seems we are morphing into the same bracket - greyer, slower, portlier, more content with sedentary activities rather than rousing games of anything.  But some things never change.  We still love going down memory lane, laughing loudly, retelling jokes and stories and especially loving each other.  I am blessed beyond belief to have a family like I have.  I thank God for each day we do have each other and look forward to many more happy times together.  I want to put a picture here and I will when someone shows me how - again!  The Magnificent Six - LeRoy, Norma, Dick, Pat, Diane and Terry.