August 18, 2006
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He's home.
Above is Charles coming off the plane and heading toward baggage claim, and below is him greeting Dmitry:
Beth, Charles and Hannah:
Best darn smile I've ever gotten from him:
Him with us:
Afterward we drove to Jessica's so he could collect his old car, which she's been using while he's been away; upon hearing Brianna was asleep, Charles begged to be allowed to wake her up. Permission was given (if a little reluctantly...Brianna had gone unwillingly to bed):
Naturally, as soon as he got his car he went immediately to visit his friend, Tanner.
Yup....he's home.
Comments (3)
Awww! That brings back a wonderful memory of an evening back in '69 or '70, when my parents, out of the blue, got a call from my brother, whom they thought was in Vietnam at the time. He was in New Haven at the Taft Hotel, could they pick him up? PANDEMONIUM. We left the house so fast, I was still in pj's.
Omigoodness....I can't imagine getting a phone call like that from the son I thought still in 'Nam! =
Beautiful story, Eleanor.
Charles looks great! They made a sailor out of him! I miss that red hair, though. Can't wait to see everyone! Love, Jeanne
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