My daughter Sophie is in Missouri working as a teachers aide while her husband, Austin, is in Afghanistan. Here, she makes a new friend.
Here's Sophie with her paratrooper. Austin is keeping the Taliban honest, living in a tent out in the middle of the snow and the blow. We are so proud of him, and pray for the safety and success of his entire unit.
This Sunday, with the temperature too low for a pansy like me to go for a run, I took a nap on the couch. Little Scott decided to snuggle in beside me.
Here's my youngest child, dear Sam, crawling onto the basketball court at Mount Morris. One day perhaps he'll take that court as an athlete, the way his older sisters and brothers have.
Here's a closer picture of young Sam, wearing his dad's old hat.
Dear Lee has fallen in love. Beautiful Jessica surprised him for his birthday with a back-country cross-country ski trip in Wyoming.
On Valentine's Day she gave him these roses. He ate them.
Here's Lee, by the way, as a little fellow, all dressed up for Halloween.
We went out to the Maple Tree Inn, as we do each year once or twice, and dear blue-eyed Ellie ate a bellyful.
Scott was a fan.
And little Sam had his first Maple Tree pancakes.
Sophie got me this gun calendar for Christmas. On the 24th of February, we came to the first picture of a gun I own, the venerable Colt Python. Mine, though, has a longer barrel, as you'd expect.
Blue-eyed Ellie is a musical little girl, taking piano lessons and singing in church and trying to teach herself the harmonica.
The radio station recently helped out with the radiothon for Golisan's Children's Hospital. Thanks to our listeners, there was a 50-percent increase in pledges.
Here's chief engineer Randy Orbaker keeping two stations on the air.
Young Robbie continues to be a kindergarten reading star. Here he is with a medal for reading 500 15-minute blocks.
It's been cold around here lately.
Young Jack came in second in the Cub Scout pinewood derby again this year.
I forgot my running shorts the other day, and John Hutchings, who owns the Downtown Fitness Club loaned me his. Literally. The ones he was wearing. He's commando under those sweats.
Here's my heaven on earth -- Hessney Auction in Geneva. I was there for a gun auction, and I used lessons learned at previous auctions to be cool as a cucumber and get exactly what I wanted, at great prices.
Among my prizes at the Hessney auction, this monster. That's the Public Defender, the news gun in the Judge .410/.45 Long Colt line.
I was not the only winner at the auction. Dear blue-eyed Ellie's birthday present was found there as well.
Lee and a couple of high school friends went skiing in Lake Tahou a couple of weekends ago. They've come a long way since Mt. Morris Central School.
We love to go to George's Winton Place Barbershop. It's a family visit to an old friend. Here, Scott is on deck while Jack gets his ears lowered.
Now it's Scott's term. Good-looking photographer.
Very popular at George's, Lola the dog. Here, Robbie cozies up a bit, with the free sucker George always has on hand. George claims Lola is not a chihauhau.
We sent off a care package to Austin in Afghanistan. We weren't sure what he'd need, but we tried to cover all bases.
My son Lee got me an early birthday present, this custom-made holster. It's perfect, and this little .380 has probably become my daily carry gun.
Unless I'm wearing something bulky and I've got clothes enough to hide his big brother, this Colt 1911 .45
Mt Morris was recently featured in a national TV show about buying houses. Buy this house and you can be my neighbor. It's a beaut.
The network mislabeled this shot. That's not Geneseo, that's Mt. Morris. And that's my friend Mr. Long -- Slim -- walking down the sidewalk.
There's a better picture of the TV star. Mr. Long was the first friend I made when I moved to Mt. Morris 25 years ago. He was a great man then, and in his mid-80s now, he's a great man still.
My dear daughter Hannah and I went to the Rochester Philharmonic Orchestra to hear Beethoven's 9th. We got this picture before the usher informed us just how uncouth this was.
Outside, I ran across Rochester's other talk show host.
On another subject, I've learned how to make lasagna.
Young Sam has finally crossed the one-year mark. Here is the cake his Mommy made him.
Here's the birthday boy with his first-ever piece of cake.
The New York branch of the family celebrates Sam's first birthday.
Here's why we lost the Olympics.
Favorite snack at our Super Bowl party.
Ellie's favorite snack at the Super Bowl party.
Princess Ellie celebrates her birthday.
Working from home. This is my library in the basement.
Christmas morning with Jack and Dad.
Dad and Sam hanging out at the house.
You can tell those Saturday mornings when mom is away and dad is watching the kids -- and the pets.