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We arrived at Mark and Heidi’s just in time for Halloween. This year, Alex became a brave fireman. We spent Thanksgiving and Christmas with them, too; and in February we kidnapped Alex for a few days to spoil him, just as grandparents should.
We spent time with Diane’s mom, too, and visited with other relatives at sister Mary Ann’s second home in Leesburg, now the gathering place for family escaping winter in Pennsylvania. We also visited Diane’s sister Debbie and her husband Dick, who also have a second home in Florida.
One of the highlights of Diane’s winter was learning to shoot a handgun. Taught by the local sheriff’s department, a group of 50 went to the gun range for a lesson and shootout. Diane was thrilled to get one bullseye (from 50 feet) and several within the inner rings of the target.
Alan became a pickleball fanatic and played several days a week. He became so enamored of the sport, played on a mini-tennis-style court with paddles and a wiffle ball, that he became an official Ambassador of the USA Pickleball Association.
Before we knew it, winter was over (no broken bones this year), and it
was time to head back to Texas.
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