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The Big Weekend

Here is a picture of my son Michael and Peter, my husband. This is one of a very few photos I have that show a part of our place plus the two of them together. This is not the best photo I have of them but they have their arms around each others’ shoulders and that’s what counts.

Peter’s birthday is July 2 and Michael was born on July 1. Five more hours of labor and the birthdays would have been the same.

So we’re going “downstate” from here to Phila. where Michael lives. For the first time in ages we’ll be together for their birthdays.

I’ve written so much about Pittsburgh and my own experiences there and I’ve never written down anything about our family life. The three of us together.  I don’t know why but it doesn’t come naturally to me and–oh yes–I actually do know why I can’t/don’t. I’m a timid kind of person and I’m always afraid of making myself stand out…being a “show-off.” This is because I have been so blessed, having both of them so close to me, that it’s going to feel like bragging…