We Finally Got Together

The phone rang; I answered it; and lo and behold, it was Frank Fusco, who I hadn't seen in 55 years. We've been in touch via e-mail, and we've sworn to meet up one day (he lives about 125 miles from here), but as life goes by, so do plans for getting together. This day, tho, Frank was at his son's lake house, about 20 miles away, and with encouragement from us, he jumped into his truck and was here in short order. The next couple of hours passed quickly, as we reminisced and caught up and even took a cable car ride to the dock. Frank was in the area for the annual Muzzle-Loading contest in a nearby town --- Frank is an avid "rifleman" --- so had to leave to get ready for the next 2 days' activities.

As you might expect, we've vowed to get together again soon, and with any luck at all, we'll do it. In the meantime, any of the rest of you headed in this direction?