So here we are in mid-June and we are still wearing long sleeves and long pants and even jackets at times. The wind has been blowing and isn’t that a March thing? So who knows what is next for us, but I know I am ready for a little heat just to help the plants along.

Happy birthday to all who celebrated their day this past week. Big balloons go out to Mario Hernandez-Burnham and Jovanna Lowell-Bettencourt who celebrated their day June 11, Gabriella Carlos, who celebrated on June 14, and to Kayra Carlos and Jackson Pizzano who celebrate their day June 17.

Well it is June and it is the time of the month I get as nervous as a cat and its tail in a room full of rocking chairs, as I know my friend Jan Norton’s birthday is coming. I am always late in saying happy birthday, or I remember sooner then I forget again. So here it is: happy birthday “Auntie Jan” on June 20. Phew.

Congratulations to all the graduates that will now move on from MVRHS. It was a beautiful day for them and from what I understand it was a nice ceremony. Best of luck in the next chapter in your lives.

I was thinking about my graduation, all the way back to 1972, because Patty Mundt and I were saying one of the employees at Donaroma’s just graduated and did not come in to work on Monday (it was planned) and we were remembering how we did not want to work the day after ours either.

We had beach parties, of course at South Beach, and I had my little 1968 red Volkswagen bug with a sunroof. Oh, if that car could talk. My parents bought it for me when I got my license so I could drive to the barn, and they did not have to take me and pick me up every day plus go to work. My dad was great but he was done with that scene. So I got the car and learned how to drive a stick shift on my dad’s Willy Jeep, but what a difference in a VW. I drove in second for a long time.

Anyway, it was a great car and took me many places but my favorite story was when I was driving to high school. One of my best friends was Brenda Costa and we were both in the band. Me and my clarinet fit quite nicely in the car. However, Brenda played the bass fiddle and we would laugh every time we put it in the car and all the people stared at us with the fiddle sticking out the sunroof of the car.

On a somber note, I could not write about the tragedy in Orlando this past weekend. My heart goes out to the families who lost loved ones and this reminds us to cherish the time we have together with our family or loved ones.

Even though I lost Ralph almost four years ago the wound is still open and I try to remind people to say I love you at least one time a day to your loved ones, even if you have argued and you say it through gritted teeth, because the minute you walk out the door you never know what is going to happen.

Have a great week and keep the home candles burning.

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