Chip's Annual Fishing Tournament and Fish Fry

 

My nephew Chip likes to put on a Fishing tournament (with trophies) and a fish fry for his fellow workers every year...Here's a few pix which will help document this event taken by yours truly on my cell phone...

Host and Chief Fry Master... Chip Chapiesky

I told you<"You gotta spit on your hook"!!!

A'fishing we will go...a fishing we will go...

Smile?  This is my smile!

You're pulling my leg...Right?

Aoooooooooooo!

 

 I won one...

 

 I won two...Hehe

 

 Who'd you say your doctor was?

Chief photographer Uncle Ron

Get out of my face!

Doesn't get better!!!

You sure you caught this one?

I love my beard...

He was a monster!

Ya gotta wash em...then you can fry em...

He looked bigger in the cooler...

 

 Fried Catfish and Bream...Fries and Slaw and Hush Puppies Mmmm  GOOD!!!

You got that right...MmmmmmmmmGOOD...MmmmmmmmGOOD!!!

Here's a collage which captures the day...

Great nephew Jake Marrys Katie...

Saturday turned out to be a fine day ....a sunny day...a day of joy...a day my great nephew Jake Chapiesky married Katie Semon at the gardens of the oldest house in Columbia, S.C. called the Seibel's House...And Cocky , USC's mascot was there to witness it...

You got to love that Cocky...

Here's how it went...

Jake is ready to party with Linda and myself...

Katie and myself...

Jared Beard looks spiffy with his blue shades...

Mike Hutto and Mary and Ashlyn  and Lauren and Grandad Johnny are ready to party...

April Desk Top Photo

Here's a Desktop picture for my friends...

I'm BAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!!

 

I'm finally getting back to my blog...Dear friends...I'm home again! I've been in the hospital and recoup center for over 5 weeks...I feel great...My bodily functions are back to norm...I've been reunited with Cocoa and Pumpkin and Magoo...They have missed me and I have missed them...Linda (Margie) has taken good care of me and I owe her for ALL of the little things she has done for me ...Thanks to all who have come to see me and  who sent cards and letters...And to the many nurses, doctors and aides who looked after me...God bless you all...

Leaving Heartland ..."HOORAY!"

Picture of the Day

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is Cocoa (the dog from Hell)

 

Sometimes I think that...Sometimes I don't...

 

She's resting now...but what is she thinking?

 

I believe this dog understands every word I say...

 

Shhhhh...let's not wake her up....

 

 

Happy New Year...From Uncle Ron

Happy New Year

December 7th...Nancy's Birthday

Happy Birthday Nancy

Nancy went into the hospital on Dec. 7th, 1995 and seven days later she returned to Jesus...December 7th was Nancy's birthday...She told me on a few occasions that she wished God had picked another date for her...Growing up in a small town in Ohio, she was always reminded that Dec. 7th was the day the Japs bombed Pearl Harbor...That always took the fun away from having a happy birthday...

 

We met at a fort in the middle of Missouri named Fort Leonard Wood...It was Sept. 17,1958 and I was about to get discharged from the Army at the end of October...We were at a company picnic on the banks of the Big Piney River...There was lots of folks there...Eating and drinking...I enjoyed drinking beer back then...The picnic entertainment was furnished by Special Services...which composed of a band (5 pieces) ...a Magician...and a female singer...Nancy was the singer! She sang beautifully and I admired her looks...She was all of five feet tall...I invited her to play bingo with me and I tried to make her laugh by imitating the magician by making my cigarette lighter disappear...I also invited her to go out with me that night when the picnic was over...She said she would be waiting for me at the WAC detachment at 7 PM...I went back to the barracks and fell asleep...A friend woke me up at 7:30 and reminded me that I had a date...Oh Boy!

I hadn't met her but a few hours earlier and already I was screwing up...So I called her and asked her to wait for me...I borrowed a friend's car and drove over and picked her up...We went out to a café off post and had some coffee...We talked up a storm...We knew we liked each other...

That following Wednesday I knew I was in love with her...The following Saturday...I asked her to marry me...

On December 31st, 1958 we were married in Columbia, SC at 8:00 AM mass...

An old Irish priest, Monsignor Murphy presided... When it came time for me to say those two words "I do"...I said them...Monsignor Murphy said in a harsh Irish voice,"SPEAK UP MAN!" ...and I did...My brother John and his wife Kathleen and their son Joey and my brother Roger were there...Our folks could not make the wedding but sent us their blessing...

We were married 37 years...We were blessed with four children...Mark...Robert...Sandra and Daniel...and four grandchildren...David...Joshua...Cheyenne and Michael...