Sunday, November 22, 2015

A quiet afternoon at the bookstore

...can turn into something else entirely when my youngest grandson, aged 14, is out and about.



































In other news, we are expecting our first hard freeze in North Georgia tonight. Temperatures will drop into the 20s (Fahrenheit) , so I have turned off the water supply to the outside spigots and covered the gardenia bush with a queen-sized sheet. The camellias and azaleas will just have to fend for themselves. But they are a hardy lot and have survived every winter of their blooming lives so far.

Today is also the 52nd anniversary of the assassination of President John F. Kennedy in Dallas in 1963 by Lee Harvey Oswald. Fewer and fewer people remember that terrible day. To my grandson, so full of life, it is ancient history.

John and Jackie Kennedy at Love Field in Dallas, Texas, on Nov. 22, 1963. (Photo by Art Rickerby—Time & Life Pictures/Getty Images)

“Now, in the sunny freshness of a Texas morning,” LIFE magazine would write in its Nov. 29, 1963, issue, “with roses in her arms and a luminous smile on her lips, Jacqueline Kennedy still had one hour to share the buoyant surge of life with the man at her side.”

Life goes on, except when it doesn’t.

11 comments:

Elephant's Child said...

Love your grandson's vitality and smile.
And how right you are. Life does indeed go on. Until it stops.

All Consuming said...

Your grandson cracks me up completely. He clearly has an excellent sense of humour, or is a nut, possibly both *laughs*. I enjoyed those pictures a lot rhymes, thank you.

"Life goes on, except when it doesn’t." - Yes indeed.

Snowbrush said...

Such a shy young man. You really must try to draw him out of his shell.

Snowbrush said...

P.S. Your potty post in combination with the Kennedy reference reminded me that when I heard Cronkite interrupt my Mother’s soap opera to say that Kennedy had been shot, I heard the news from the bathroom where I was sitting on the pot smelling all of the cologne that I bought my father every Christmas and that he never used.

LightExpectations said...

Your grandson seems, like his grandfather, the perfect combination of intellectual and fun-loving.

Hilltophomesteader said...

And why did you leave all the fun to your grandson? I think it would have been fun to see you and Elly in those various hats/masks!

Snowbrush said...

“I think it would have been fun to see you and Elly in those various hats/masks!”

You are SO right that I feel like an idiot for not thinking of it myself.

Yorkshire Pudding said...

I can see that your grandson was dressing up in the manner of his favourite fictional characters. To prove that you are a good sport could you please do the same Bob? I am expecting Bob The Incredible Hulk, Bob The Lone Ranger, Rhett Butler Bob and of course SpongeBob Squarepants!

Pat - Arkansas said...

Hello, RWP. Looks like grandson had a great time, and so did the person who took the photos, I suspect.

No, I have neither died nor disappeared; just dropped out for the nonce. I was thinking of you today, however, and wanted to wish you and Mrs. RWP a very Happy Thanksgiving.

Pat - Still in Arkansas

rhymeswithplague said...

Hi, everyone, and a very happy Thanksgiving to all of you! It has been a busy week for Mrs. RWP and me. We traveled all the way to Alabamistan (it's only 170 miles, but at our age that's a trip) to be with our daughter's family at our son-in-law's parents' house for Thanksgiving. We will return to Georgia tomorrow, and on Saturday our entire immediate family (16 in all, including our daughter's bunch who will return the favor, and our daughter-in-law's mom and stepdad from Tennessee) will gather at our second son's house for another Thanksgiving feast. When I am completely recovered, I will attempt to return to blogworld.

Snowbrush said...

Some sublime music for you: http://www.myqualitytime.net/2015/11/have-great-thanksgiving.html