Portage Park 1943

Saturday was the annual reunion luncheon of my husband's grammar school class. Strange but true. They started this tradition in 1993, for the 50th reunion, and have done it every year since then. One of their teachers even came to the 50th. She lived to be 106! It is an interesting bunch of people. Some even knit.



I feel that I should point out that I was not in their class, I wasn't even born when they graduated.

Progress on the Sandy continues. I'm about 9 inches up the first side panel.