S: A Year in Review ~ 2010
FC: When I sleep, I dream of the life I am living. - Unknown
1: Live now, believe me, wait not till tomorrow; Gather the roses of life today.
2: Our Home
3: Our Little 1900's House...
4: Easter 2010
5: Troubles, they may come and go, but good times, they're the gold.
6: Jon & V's III Annual Halloween Party 2010 | The Myrtles Plantation
8: Used to Bees Grand Opening
10: Grandfather. | "When King Lear dies in Act V, do you know what Shakespeare has written? He's written "He dies." That's all, nothing more. No fanfare, no metaphor, no brilliant final words. The culmination of the most influential work of dramatic literature is "He dies." It takes Shakespeare, a genius, to come up with "He dies." And yet every time I read those two words, I find myself overwhelmed with dysphoria. And I know it's only natural to be sad, but not because of the words "He dies." but because of the life we saw prior to the words. I've lived all five of my acts, and I am not asking you to be happy that I must go. I'm only asking that you turn the page, continue reading... and let the next story begin. And if anyone asks what became of me, you relate my life in all its wonder, and end it with a simple and modest "He died."
11: To My Dearest Grandfather, I am writing to thank you for all that you gave me in the years we spent together, all of the adventures you included me in- all of the wonderful experiences and journeys we took. Thank you for treating me as one of your own- and showing me that blood ties aren't nearly as powerful as whats in your heart. Thank you for being everything that a grandfather should be. Thank you for taking care of my grandmother, and showing her what a treasure she is. Thank you for all of your wonderful stories, for all of the lessons and lectures that did not go unheeded. I know you were listening to me yesterday as I stood by your bed and kissed you goodbye, and I hope that you herd everything I couldn't put into words. Thank you for your generosity, for your kindness and humility- but most of all- thank you for being you. All my love. -Victoria
14: Fourth of July
16: T w i n s
17: meow | meow | meow
21: To Bobby Junior: You may never know all that your father did to shape my life- he gave me a chance when not too many people would (or should)! He led by example and kept a simple formula... work hard! His influence guides me today whether I am working, playing or cooking. There are only a handful of men that I keep in the company of my own father... Sam Carson, Mike Covert and yes, your beautiful father. I too, am the man I am today... not because I had the privilege of somehow being considered "family"... but because one man gave me a toolbox, a bit of courage and self-respect and told me that I could be anything! We spent countless hours in your workshop next to the house and of all the things he built in there, I like to think he helped me become me and it seems he did the same for you. I will miss him and yet I am confident with you, your wonderful mother and the fantastic sisters you have... His inspiration will live on. Thank you for sharing him with me, even if only for a few years. I am blessed for the privilege of his influence and the blessing of our relationship. *He made me pay him pack for the toolbox by the way... You know Bob... "Nothings free Andy..." Then he would call me some name... laugh it off and invite me in for lunch. Through your hands and your heart, you are well on your way to making him proud... as you have since you were born. I am sure of it Bobby.” - Andrew Aguilar | October 1944 - January 2011
24: Christmas 2010