Joshua and I moved over to my parents’ house tonight after work, and we will remain here until Monday night, November 12, Veterans’ Day.
Tonight we helped my Dad get his things ready for Zurich, and we had a special dinner. After a few phone calls yesterday, my mother succeeded in locating a fresh carp she was promised she would like, and we had baked carp for dinner, one of my mother’s many, many specialties. It was superb.
She served it with twice-baked potatoes and fresh green beans and fried red tomatoes and grilled red, green and yellow peppers. Before the main course, she served us one of her most complicated garden salads. It was a magnificent dinner. For dessert, she had made a raspberry-white chocolate torte. It was divine.
We will take my Dad to the airport early tomorrow afternoon. Afterward, we will come home and begin to get things ready for Thanksgiving.
Over the next week, Josh and I will help my mother get the house ready, and get lots of foodstuffs stored. We will have a lot of fun, and before we know it my Dad will be back and we will be joined by everyone else.
My Dad will get back next Friday, in the middle of the afternoon. My Mom will pick him up at the airport. That night, Josh and I will go to the airport and pick up my brother from Denver. Late the next morning, we will all go to the airport to pick up my older brother and his family.
We will all be together for the long Veterans’ Day weekend. At the end of that weekend, my middle brother will return to Denver and Josh and I will go back to our apartment. That will give my parents and my older brother and his family four days to spend together before my middle brother returns that Friday.
We are pretty much going to work on the house this weekend, all weekend, getting as much of it as possible ready.
On Sunday afternoon, we will go to Saint Paul to see a performance of “Agnes Of God”. Josh and I have seen the movie, but neither of us has seen a staged performance of the play.
My parents attended a performance of the original Broadway production of “Agnes Of God”, which starred Geraldine Page, Elizabeth Ashley and Amanda Plummer.
My parents say that they remember very little about that original production except for the fact that the stage, for most of the play, was enveloped in a thick cloud of cigarette smoke!