Sunday April 19

We enjoyed a wonderful afternoon at Wendy's new home in Levant at a housewarming party thrown by the realtor that sold them the house. Good friends, awesome family, and a great time was had by all. Will put more up about the party once Wendy sends me some pics!

Pushin' the season aren't you, Rod?

Ada and Rod went to camp the other day to see how things were holding up. Rod saw water and got a bit excited.

Yes, folks..that's ice

Anyone wanna go canoeing?

Visiting Gram's

Grammie Birt

Harold Birt

Gram's

Aunt Jackie

Cleaning up

Short Bus

Taylor's got talent!

Brenda Angotti, Ada Angotti, and Wendy Lane-Doiron

More Family Pics

Shelby, Taylor, and Dianne

Justin and Aunt Marianne

Wendy's hubs, Jerry

Ada Angotti

Family Pics from after the funeral, March 14, 2009

My cousin Jane and I....this day brought back so many memories

Steve, Theresa, Shelby, and Taylor

Jane, her mother (my Aunt) Jackie, Brenda (Rick's wife)

Smooth move, Rick!

Rick Angotti, Me, Rod Angotti.....cousins...these guys taught me everything I know. I'm not sure if that's good or bad.

Been awhile

Hi all...it's been awhile since I published anything. Just after I published the picture of James that Adam took at his anniversary celebration, things got very busy for us here. As many of you know my Dad had been residing in the Katahdin Nursing Home (along with his brother, my uncle Red) for the past year. Just a few days after I last published, Dad had a stroke from which he never recovered. Dad passed away on March 6. Art and my cousin Jane, had been with him shortly before he passed. His passing was as comfortable as it could be but, I know he suffered a bit. On the upside, while this was stressful for our family, I am so happy that he is now free from the sadness and depression that he's had for the past 10 years. Anyone who knows him, knows that these last 10 years since he had his first stroke have not been pleasant for him. The loss of his independence, his craft and ability to perform that craft took a large emotional toll on him. My aunt (G)Nat, had told me a while after Mom passed away that you're not an adult until your second parent passes on. She was right--it is such a weird ass feeling knowing that NOW I'm the one who "knows it all". Sitting in church on Easter and seeing both their names on the altar flower memorial list, was weird and it actually started to make an impression that as a child, I am now truly alone. The good part though is that I still have my sister, a wonderful husband, two wonderful sons, and an awesome family. And for them, I thank God everyday.