Sunday, July 25, 2010
On Friday evening Stephen and I went with our friends, Kurt O'Connell and Mark McLaughlin, to Bowlerama in Rutland. It was our first time bowling. What a blast!!! This is Kurt above.
This is Mark.
This is Stephen.
This is me. I throw the ball rather funny :-/
This is the score toward the end of the first game.
Friday, July 16, 2010
Every Thursday evening since late April, we've been hosting a study for local young people called "Demolishing Strongholds" - a curriculum produced by Answers in Genesis. I'm the "group leader" (can you believe it!!!!).
It has been a very good study. Everyone seems to enjoy it (at least they keep coming back!) and new people show up occasionally.
I've enjoyed every minute of our time together. I will miss it badly when the study comes to an end. Thanks everyone for coming!
On 10 July we played softball in Brandon with friends. Stephen did some pitching.
Dad was on my team. He hit the ball and it didn't get caught. It was great!!! :-)
We played some volleyball afterward. I love volleyball!
The next morning I went with Dad and Mom to Tunbridge, Vermont. We were searching for a graveyard called Ordway Cemetery. We found it on a country road at the top of a mountain. It was very small; we counted thirteen graves. Half of the people buried there were Ordways.
At the back of this tiny cemetery, in the shadow of the woods, we found the graves of Moses and Susannah Ordway. They are my great-great-great-great-great-great grandparents.
Moses was born in 1738, six years after the birth of George Washington. He died in 1813. Susannah died the same year.
I descend from Moses and Susannah through my Mom.
The two stones on either side of the inscribed stone are the actual markers for Moses and Susannah's graves. They were buried nearly two hundred years ago.
I photographed all the Ordway stones.
Then we closed the gate.
On the way home we went to a friend's baptism in Clarendon. It was a special event for everyone. It was a hot day. My friend enjoyed sitting in the water.
We chatted together afterward.
On Independence Day we visited Quechee Gorge for the first time. Here is Dad and Mom on the trail.
Here they are again...
And here is Stephen and me on the brink of the precipice. It's a long way down!
Mom got in the picture too!
We made it to the river bottom and snapped some pictures.
The bridge is a lot higher than it looks!
Stephen gives the "thumbs up" while climbing back out.
On the bridge above the gorge.
Stephen and me overlooking the dam at the upper end of the gorge.
At the bottom of the gorge again...but on the opposite bank (Stephen taking pictures).
Stephen taking pictures from the bridge.
Eating lunch. Yum!!!
Contemplating the last bite of my ice cream cone.