It seems as if the weekend has whizzed by.  We were at the historical society building in Cabot yesterday afternoon, working to rearrange things to get ready for the Fourth of July.  We can count on quite a lot of visitors then - we serve coffee and doughnuts, and it's a nice place to get in out of the hot sun for a few minutes.  Besides, there are lots of interesting items to see in the museum.  We still have another day or two of work to finish up, but it's taking shape and looking good, thanks to Bonnie, Peter, Joanne and Fred - plus three really hard working young men who came to help move the heavy stuff.  They were real pros and we were very grateful that they showed up.  They wouldn't accept any pay, either - it was very kind of them to spend part of their Saturday afternoon with us old folks.  They were all college age and all have jobs, so I'm sure they had more interesting things to do on their weekend off.

Today we did some of the chores we couldn't do yesterday since we were not here, and then after supper we went down to camp to see if any of the family were there.  Bill, Monika and the girls were just packing up to go home, so we had a few minutes with them.  Tangeni (I can't believe she will be one year old in two weeks!) was sound asleep in her mom's arms when we got there.  They had just been for a boat ride, and like most kids her age, Tangeni was lulled by the hum of the motor and motion of the boat and was fast asleep in no time.  Bill was going to put her in her car seat, and as soon as she heard him tell Monika he was putting her in her seat, she woke up.  No way was she going to be relegated to the car seat when there were visitors.

We had a great time with her after she was fully awake.  At first she just wanted to cuddle with Grandpa Fred or me, and then she began to join in, laughing and dancing with her big sister, Jo-Ann, and was wide awake by the time we left.  She's a live wire - and of course we took pictures.  Here's a very short slide show.

I did a small project for the Cabot Alumni Association today, pulling together pictures from the classes of 1962 and 1987 from class yearbooks.  It was fun seeing some of the pictures from those years - my cousin, Bonnie Bolton and Marvin Greaves in the Class of 1962; another cousin, Kimberly Jo Bolton and our mailman, Tim Gochey in the Class of 1987. There were 13 graduates in each of those years.  My class had only six in it, and three are now deceased.  I don't remember our thought process at the time, but we decided against a traditional class yearbook, and went with pictures in a sort of album.  We probably didn't want the hassle of selling ads to help pay for publishing the book, and since there were only six of us, there wouldn't be much to put in it anyway.  As it was, we had pictures of us, the basketball teams - no soccer, football or baseball at Cabot - our senior play and prom, but no text.  I don't think any of us bought class rings, either.  We were not really a "traditional" group, I guess, probably because there were so few of us.  Our class started off in our freshman year with something like 14 in the class, but some moved away and others dropped out.  The two boys and one girl went into the service shortly after graduation; one girl got married, the other girl and I went on to school.  

Keep cool and safe, and enjoy the hot weather coming up this week.