This is Ayden and my Papa. I used to spend summers with him in Mad River and Fort Dick. yep a little town called Fort Dick. I remember there was a bee farmer nearby and Papa was allergic to bees. Such an odd thing. I also remember how he used to softly pinch the skin on my neck. Ayden used to do that too me when he was little and I held him. So odd since Papa never really did it to Ayden.
This is Uncle Jose. It was a strange time when we were in Cali. My cousin died just before my mom did and then like the day before I was home a childhood friend committed suicide. Lots of sad times. But Uncle Jose found time to hang with us and Ayden is great at making people smile. Here they are outside Capt’n Flints.
Ayden on the rocks at Glass Beach
My friend Joye’s kids Riley and Taylor (Joye was ever so kind to let us stay with her) and Ayden checking out this huge tree. I can’t remember how old the tree is, but each of those little diamonds represents major things in history happening. It’s crazy to think that that tree stood there while so many events in history took place. And then someone cut it down.
We went out to visit my cousin Tammy and her husband Ted and they had some four-wheelers for dad and Ayden to play on. They had so much fun!
And at last Oly beer. I don’t know if you can find it here in SD. It’s just one of those staples that you know your home. Although I have never had any to drink, no thanks.
And on our way home.
The night that we left Ayden fell asleep in in my lap and my dad and sister left him a little message to read later.
by Cory Ann
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Jessica Rehder - CA, I have been finally getting caught up on your posts. I cried all the way through them. I can see how much you miss your mom and see how important family is to you. Not that I ever doubted it but to see it through Aydens eyes is amazing! Hang in there, we are thinking about you guys!