The First of May

In the words of that immortal bard, John Douglas Longfield:

"Hooray, Hooray, the first of May, outdoor f**ing starts today!"

I am certain that Dad would love to know that his annual ritual continues and we carry on the tradition of calling friends and family with this very greeting.

When I called my Uncle Bud, who most likely was still asleep, his comment (after a brief chuckle) was, "Isn't it a little early to start this?" I am not sure if he meant too early in the year, or just early in the day.

My Cousin John posted the annual greeting early this morning on Facebook. My Cousin Jim and I have had an animated conversation. It is a great day to bring the family together. And what a better introduction. All we need to say is "Hooray, hooray..." and the laughs begin.

When I called Cousin Lynne, on the other hand, I was told she feels as though she has "swine flu." I suggested it was merely nerves, but I don't think she will make the annual trek (by foot) around Indianapolis with us tomorrow. Speaking of which - it is time to complete the packing of "stuff," checking the list, and getting ready to amble down the road for Donna's. At least there will be the two of us.

"Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses ... let us run with perseverance to race marked out for us." - Hebrews 12:1