Hey, Hey, Daniel.  

Glad to hear you got boxes from Uncle Wense.

I'm going to send you a box soon.  Just have to find the time to get to the
post office.

I'm going to work early voting the last two weeks of February.  I'm the
Dem supervisor.  At least it's not the dim supervisor.

Rookh finished Drivers Ed and has her drivers license!  Well, she has to
file some paper work and THEN she's ready to roll.  She's a really good
driver and doesn't speed.

We take your Mustang to church just to keep the battery up and so forth.

I washed my car yesterday.  Did you know there was a white car under
that Louisiana dirt?

Will write more later.

Mom



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Well, while you were marching from one town to another while there were
perfectly good Hummers around, your dad and I were on a cruise.

No, reverse that.  We were on a research mission.

Seriously, we went to Chichen Itza and got some dandy ideas for a book
about it.  It is absolutely awesome.

The tour guide was a Mayan.  Every time that he talked about the
Spanish conquistadors and how they did this or that, he looked
DIRECTLY at your dad.

After a while, your dad whispered to me, "Is it my imagination or is he
blaming ME for things my ancestors allegedly did?"

I just smiled at him.  (The tour guide had already seen your dad's name
and linked it in his mind to Bloody Guzman, one of the most hated
conquistadors in all of Mexico.)

I'm going to try to put some pictures on this page with an explanation of
what they are.  Let's see how THAT works!

Mom                                                                   Dad



                                             
I'm inside and that stupid dog isn't!
Who is this person?                              Your sister, the witch








Pictures of Chichen Itza
DANIEL'S PAGE
Isn't this awesome?  This is the back and work is being done
to fix it up.  You can't climb to the top any more.