A poem by J.F. Conant

He who loves an old house never loves in vain. How can an old house used to sun and rain, to lilac and to larkspur and an elm above-ever fail to answer the heart that gives it love?

Monday, August 15, 2011

This is what I did this morning: I watched my son swear in and become a soldier

We are so incredibly proud of Ben as he steps out to follow his dreams. God's speed baby! We love you!


Granny Annie said...

Thank you dear Ben for your willingness to protect me and my loved ones and preserve our freedom.

Diane said...

I want to join in thanking Ben. This is a new chapter and huge milestone in his life. Joe must feel something very special when his sons want to follow his footsteps in choosing a career. Please let Ben know that we wish him great success. I love the picture of you three.