Like grandfather, like cousins, like father, like son!

Their theater of seasons
Or: Know thy family, know thyself!

Mounds View Swede: “Fall color here is pretty much over, but I just received some colorful photos from my son in Oregon that he took when he visited a Japanese Garden in Portland.

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Why won’t she play the National Anthem for these folks again?

The Greatest Generation

KMarie writes: “The activities manager of the care center at Atrium Village, where my mother lives, occasionally requests me to play piano music. I’ve found books of popular songs from the ’20s, ’30s and ’40s, as some of the residents, including my mother, are over 100 years old. My daughter joked that perhaps my music isn’t old enough for this crowd.

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