
Left to right: Ralph and Roxann Groff, Aunt Bessie, Nikki, Brennan, In front Caitlin and Dalton and in the back Uncle Bob.
Deb and Jeanie
My son Dalton
Tenley
Reunions are so much more than just get togethers. Since my mom passed away it is the only connection I have with any of my moms family. You never know what you've lost until it isn't there anymore. Unfortunetly some of my aunts and uncles passed away before I got to know them. Family is so important and unfortunately my family isn't that close. It just kind of gets put on the back burner.
Left to right: Aunt Delores, Aunt Bessie, Uncle Bob, and Aunt Sarah
I understand that they have a hard time keeping up with us. They actually sent my invitation to my old address and got it back. They don't know where to send it. It's sad that I didn't do my part to let them know where I was at. Of course, I didn't know who to tell. My sister Deb knew where I was, so if they had asked her she could have told them. Oh well, were on the right track now. Even though I did tell them we probably won't be at the same address for the next one, but they can still get ahold of me through e-mail.
It's hard to live in one spot for very long. This next move will probably be our last. I can hope can't I. Some days more than others. You never know, in the world the way it is today, exactly where you'll end up.














Fourth was the top three cars from the first three heats going for the #1 slot.
Last but not least was the bash for the last, which is anyone who could get their cars going from all heats. All in all very entertaining.
Brennan screamed at Jim to stop, he was afraid of the truck rolling down either side. It really wasn't that steep, but you know how fear works to make it seem worse than it is. We tried to comfort him that his dad was a better driver than that, but his fears outweighed any sort of reasoning. It was pretty funny.