This last weekend was supposed to the big 65th birthday party for Jim Honen (Beth's uncle). Intended as a surprise by his wife Sue, the gathering in Ogunquit, Maine had been planned for months in advance with guests coming from as far away as California. The only thing that wasn't planned for was Winter's one last hurrah in the form of a classic cold-weather Nor'easter. With our clothes laid out on the bed waiting to be packed, we checked and rechecked the weather maps trying to anticipate the drive from New York. After much soul searching (and after Don's flight was cancelled and Betty was rear-ended on the road outside Boston), we decided to cancel the drive. It was a disappointing choice to make, but we feel it was the safer one.

Happy birthday, Jim. Sorry we didn't make it. We'll make it up to you once the snow melts.