The last time my dear wife Karen and I had been able to break bread with my daughter Elisabeth and George Three was in March.
Back before the virus caused us all to change our daily ways.
We went to The Clam Bar for a wonderful Father’s Day meal.
When they arrived at the house prior, we were able to give them the awesome Dapper and Debonaire masks we’d received from sister-in-law Lynne and nice Stormy down in Hot Springs, Ark.
Our waitress was glad to take a photo of the foursome, looking good and safe.
Yes, the day was worth the wait.