Larry's turning 52 on March 24th. We celebrate by inviting a few of Larry's old-time friends and family over.
My son, Kyle, home from college for the weekend, volunteers to clean the bathroom before the party. What a thoughtful young man!
Larry's soon-to-be-someday-nephew-in-law, Poncho, is excited to be on the guest list for Larry's old guy party.
The Callister Clan gathers on the couch. The only person missing is Larry's mean older sister Teri who tortured him as a child. She decides to vacation in Phoenix and forego her sweet little brother's party.
The guest list reads like a reunion of Larry's old high school, college, and huntin' and fishin' buddies. One of Larry's former students is among them--can you pick him out of this line-up of old guys?
There are lots of old photos to look at and stories to share.
In keeping with the party theme, everyone brings a story about Larry's 1956 Chevy, a car that's been in his family since 1961. Larry reads the stories and guesses who wrote each.
Larry's dad, Vaden, attracts a small crowd with a story about a memorable day spent trout fishing on the Deschutes with young Larry and a couple of his friends back in 1973.
"Larry caught thirty-five trout like this," Vaden says.
"His friends," Vaden goes on, "caught a few of these."
"And I caught a steelhead that stretched from here to here."
Jim, listening in, is skeptical because he measures fish that way, too.
Lighting 52 candles is a big job that calls for two experienced cooks and one brawny bartender.
A cloud of smoke ensues when Larry blows out all his candles in one lucky breath.
Larry joins the young folks at the bar for pie.
Meanwhile, on the couch, Sig nods off, getting whipped cream on his nose.
Heather decides the old people party is pretty boring and falls asleep despite Poncho's efforts to revive her.
The next day, Larry's son Drew arrives, a day late and a dollar short. Not wanting to be outdone by my helpful son, Drew also pitches in to help. His job: drinking the leftover beer.
Meanwhile, outside at the curb, the Chevy waits to take Larry into his next fifty years of adventure.
3 comments:
Mom, you look like you're about 14 years old in that *lovely* pink polka-dotted sweater-tee. My oh my. Next time, call me before you get the crazy idea of dressing yourself for a party. I'd love to help you look more like a 52 year old and less like a Merry Miss.
Happy Birthday Larry the Most!!
For your information, Katie, Larry says he likes ten year old girls.
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