2002

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Shannon Armitage wowed crowds and brought tears to the eyes of her aunts and admirers with a shockingly professional performance. Where did that amazing contralto come from?!?

Paula and MH walked and walked. During the 20-mile hike through Boston's better neighborhoods we marveled at the number of restaurants we hadn't been to, and buildings we can't afford to live in... not that we're looking along the Charles.

The kids in matching sweatsuits and insensible shoes were hilarious. But we were glad they were there too.

In the same day we suffered angrily through a family photo (which turned out not half-bad), got soaked in a saltwater bow-wave, and went (still soaking) on an evening quest for Trivial Pursuit Genus 6. The irony wasn't lost on us.

Cousin and Lady kept us company! The Beach and Bowie invaded, and we painted the town red.

Paula and MH met in 1992, the night before MH's birthday. The two, with Sarah Greer (it was her idea) rowed around the pond at Smith College and talked about Theater and night air.

In 2002, we took the Downeaster to Portland and spent the weekend at the Purple Parrot Inn. We ate at J's Oysters (best in the land!), steeped in the Art Festival on Congress Street (and the Portland Art Museum), saw My Big Fat Greek Wedding, and walked EVERYWHERE.

Polly taught Theater and American Society at Mass Bay Community College, and MH took Introduction to Programming with Java (B-). That's basically it. No, really, that's all we did. In the aftermath we are enjoying sunlight and freedom.