Sibling Reunion: Day Two

It is amazing what a good night’s sleep will do for one’s outlook. I am not really feeling jet lag tho I may not have been in LA long enough to actually become accustomed to the Pacific Time Zone. Perhaps my body’s clock thinks I am near the border of Texas and New Mexico.

Last night’s sleeping accommodations persuaded one brother and his wife from Texas to check into the Hampton Inn. They had brought their own Aerobed so they can’t blame us for their lousy night. It appears our newer elevated queen-size Aerobed was acceptable to the California brother and his wife. Our oldest brother and wife had driven from Pennsylvania in their RV and were enjoying the amenities of the local KOA.

It was a quiet afternoon spend in various individual pursuits: sightseeing, shopping, reading, napping, downloading photos and video to name a few.

When we reconvened, my sister and I had prepared a list of questions for our big brothers. Since we moved from the farm when my sister was 8, she does not have many memories of it. Being 3 years older meant that I do but I wasn’t sure if they were true.

One of the pressing questions was whether we had chickens or not. I said that we only had those 2 mean Easter chicks who grew up to attack us. Maybe the dye addled their brains. The brothers remember egg-laying hens but it was either before my sister and I were born or when we were really little.

Later in the evening I presented the siblings with the second reunion commemorative mug.