Big Fire, Move Back

The birthday party for my dad was great last night. My brother and nephew, the original fire starters, made a rip roaring fire. (And we didn't have to call the fire department once.) Since it got cooler/colder as the evening wore on, the heat was much appreciated. My dad enjoyed himself very much while dressed in a hooded coat with a down blanket on his legs. Almost all of the family were able to attend to celebrate the big "88." Happy birthday, dad.