tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2060304369264535907.post6916781670087597566..comments2023-09-16T01:06:02.978+13:00Comments on Jeanne Wilkinson: Up and Down, Down and Up and Back Again: Summer with the Familyjeanne wilkinsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13671570651495153005noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2060304369264535907.post-52983873420002925142015-07-26T09:30:46.785+13:002015-07-26T09:30:46.785+13:00Thanks for the comments, Nina and Jacqui! I sorted...Thanks for the comments, Nina and Jacqui! I sorted them out from the bizarre spam that I get when I allow comments to be posted. A treat to get a real live comment every so often, like little pearls<br />.jeanne wilkinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13671570651495153005noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2060304369264535907.post-6207107658685924962015-07-26T09:23:41.700+13:002015-07-26T09:23:41.700+13:00Hi Jeanne, I can sympathize with your journey with...Hi Jeanne, I can sympathize with your journey with Shirley. My mother is 87 this September and I take care of her. So far, I have managed to keep her home with all her things. The clothes she loved so much (and will never wear again, but we don't talk of that), the photos of people she doesn't even remember now (ditto to prior comment), etc. It is hard and mournful, but there really is less and less choice. I love your blogs. Thanks for keeping me on the list. [I had to choose anonymous below because i have no idea what my url is]. Jacqui Beagan (former KBCC student).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2060304369264535907.post-20705526244298770802015-07-25T13:27:52.705+13:002015-07-25T13:27:52.705+13:00Ah, once again, I'm in your pocket as you trav...Ah, once again, I'm in your pocket as you travel through the M's. Montauk is getting too popular and what was a place of peace and serenity when I frequented it in the 70's. Something like they paint paradise and put up a parking lot. ( apologies to Joni). Back in those days, even the Hamptons were serene, the North Shore had no vineyards and I swear the LIE was actually a great road. East Hampton, where my great aunt Bella had a bar/restaurant, Papa Joe's was frequented by mostly locals. For 11 years, I had the pleasure of weekending in the North Fork, in Mattituck. Wineries were just starting and their bubbly offerings tasted like grass. We golfed at Land's End, a perfectly lovely public course and made early morning runs to Briermere's for their amazing fruit pies and blueberry and corn muffins to die for. Your travels to see Elliott were so worthwhile. That face, those eyes, there's trouble and intelligence brewing. Sad for Shirley to make such a big move. Surely, a lot of memories came up for her. I so applaud the way you decorated her new space. By the time you finished, it looked so comfortable and homey. Well done! Wish I had my mother as long as you've had Shirley. As much of a pain in the ass she could be, I do miss sparring with her and Sunday pasta dinner.<br /><br />Another enjoyable blog my dear, love the visits to galleries and seeing Frank's art. Still as inscrutable as ever he is. You're lucky to have each other! Cheers doll. I have to send you a link to my nephew's blog. He's in Japan this summer and such a good writer. I'm sure you'll enjoy reading the blog. Happy Friday! X NinaNonnanina3https://www.blogger.com/profile/11540044681162151974noreply@blogger.com