On Memorial Day Stacy and the kids and I took a drive up the 110 to Burbank and spent the morning visiting all Stacy's grandparents, real and honorary. First we took Lefty (a.k.a. GGPa) to breakfast at Denny's (nothing but the best!), and then went back to his place for a while so that the kids could climb all over him and Stacy could do some fact checking in the the scrapbook she's making for him and Bunny.
While we were there we heard a roaring outside. I went out in time to see nine WWII-era fighter planes race in formation over the backyard. They went right overhead and I could have pegged them with a rock if I had been so inclined. (Not that I generally get the urge to throw rocks at veterans.)
We then made it over to Grandma Helen and Grandpa Dick's house next door to say hello. We startled poor Helen in her bathrobe as she was coming around the garage to get her newspaper, but she didn't hold it against us.
And lastly we drove over to Glendale to visit Bunny (a.k.a. GGMa) in her convalescent home. Poor Bunny has had a pretty rough couple of months health-wise so it was so good to see her sitting up and talking and laughing. She really was a transformed woman. She really loves seeing the grandkids, so we try to make it over there fairly often, and it means a lot to Stacy too.(By the way, Bunny had just finished telling a racy joke when I snapped that picture. Yup. She's feeling better...)
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We saw those same WWII fighters! We had a whirlwind trip down south this weekend for my cousin's wedding and we made a stop in Beverly Hills on the way back to say hi to grandma. They flew over our head while we were out by the pool and were a hit with the boys!
Cool!
I've since learned that they were doing fly-overs over the Forest Lawn and the West L.A. military cemetaries as part of the Memorial Day events. I've guessing we saw the F.L fly-over and you were treated to the West L.A. show.
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