More Florida in January

Son, Erik and I, find time for our annual mother and son photo. Erik really showed us a great time in Coral Gables, taking us to all his haunts. He even took us to Crandon Park where I LOVED to go as a child. Some of my best memories are of going to the zoo that used to be there. He walked our socks off on a nature trail at Bill Bagg's park (I think that's right) and took us out to a top notch all you can eat sushi place. We're only sorry we all didn't have more time to spend with him.
 
Franklin relaxing in our hotel in Coral Gables. We'd taken the tri-rail from my mom's and then caught a bus to the hotel. We brought much humor to the bus system that day. Everyone was helping us and one guy in particular took it as his mission to get us where we were going. We kept standing up, afraid we might miss our stop and he'd say, "Don't worry. I'll make sure you get where you need to go." Another guy kept doing his Suduko, smiliing at our gaffs and offering help once in awhile. The hillbillies go to South Florida...I forgot to add that at one point when Franklin was trying to tell Erik where our hotel was, he was out on a full-floor balcony of the hotel, climbing up onto the sidewalls to look out over, trying to spot Erik's car. I kept thinking: This is NOT Fairview! Someone is going to think he's plotting a terrorist attack, getting ready to jump, or casing the place. Luckily he went unnoticed.
 
Uncle David always did want to be a pirate. Or: Uncle David always was a nut of the largest kind.
 
This one's for brother, Kelly.