

Above: Shirley, Grace, Lamar, & Gloria, Below: me, Melanie, Shirley, Grace, Lamar, Gloria, Stacey, Angela (an attempt to get all the cousins in, but we were missing several in the end)
Below: Orville, Grace, Doris, Jackie, Catherine
Above: Emily and Jessica, Below: the men's table
Above: Goofing off.
We attempted to go to the condo for Labor day weekend and relax, but Hurricane Gustav cut us short. Sunday morning, the storm had gotten too close for comfort, so TK decided he needed to go back to Fowl River to secure the Bobbin' Along (the big boat) and anything else in the yard. At that point, all of Mobile Bay was projected to surge 6-9 feet. The house is built about 18 ft above sea level if I remember correctly, and we decided to drive back to the river and help out. We ended up staying Sunday night (and I worried about traffic Monday morning. What if the storm took an unexpected swing northward?) But Sunday was relatively relaxing, considering the circumstances. We flew a kite, in an unorthodox way (TK showed us a "new" trick). Nick helped out with the yard. And several of the neighbors ended up coming over around 7pm to visit. Strange, but it was nice to have company.
The trip home on I-65 was eerie. I've never, ever, seen I-65 that empty on a weekend. It made for a peaceful trip!
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