We are back from South San Francisco where I checked out with my dentist who has served me bavely for 35 years. There were tears in his eyes, and I felt bad about it too, but having to travel a hundred and 35 miles for an appointment was getting just too much. He did what he could for my teeth, then Mikie, Bob, Wanda and I went to the Haystack Pizza for a birthday party for Dominic. Cammie brought cupcakes and candles, so he blew them out. Mikie and Bob footed the Haystack bill, so a good time was had by all. Mikie drove us up and back safely. On the way up we stopped at Ikea for breakfast---what a feed!!!. Wanda was looking for a trundle bed to go into the pool room which she almost has ready for occupancy. I talked to Uncle Dave on the phone. He is having back problems, but says that he is getting better all the time. I planted an Elberta semi dwarf tree in the back yard, so hope to have a few peaches this spring. I had the two trees on the rental trimmed. It looks much better now, but what a job. John brought his daughter to pay the rent, so took a picture of her. So much for now, Ken
