This has been a funny week. Kent made a confession the
other day, and yes, I have his permission to share it. First,
you have to understand that we are a very non-techno
couple (example this blog, I'd like to do a lot to it, but lack
the savvy and the time.) We do have some techno kids,
but that is not part of this story. Second, you have to know
that we do not own a cell phone. Six people in the family and
not even one single cell phone. Everytime I borrow one I
have to ask how to dial the thing. Third, Kent borrowed
his dad's phone when he and Billy went to Washington U.
for Billy's orientation last week. He put the phone in his
back pocket. Sometime during the day he was sitting on
a brickwall with a lot of bushes behind him and he jumped
off and started gyrating around. Billy, who is a techno,
although a cell-phone-less one (really we are just cheapies)
started to laugh. Kent thought a snake was crawling on
him, but it was just the phone vibrating because it had been
set on mute.

By-the-way, it was lovely to have Billy home for Labor Day
Weekend. We spent Monday on the beautiful jewel, Current
River. Our family and my-other-daughter Jen (mod Jen)
motored up and floated down. It was a shimmering pearl of
a day to add to the necklace of life.