Jun 14 2010
My Uncle Gerry and Aunt Paula were on a tour of this America’s eastern shores and the other weekend they stopped by our little ole’ Brooklyn apartment for an overnight visit on their way back to NH. Luckily for them it also happened to be one of the hottest weekends of the summer, and in that heat I dragged them to the Brooklyn Flea for a quick lunch. Not very nice of me.
Noah and Aunt “Coo Coo” (a nickname my Aunt Paula gave herself) cracking up over the girl with the bullhorn behind them.
Nap, then dragged (driven) to the grand opening of the new park near the Brooklyn Bridge.
Nana!
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