A Letter from the Weaver's

Dear John and Linda,

35 Years - Impossible. Where did the time go?

I am sorry I did not get this out before today. I am in a park in Lisbon and can not find a wireless connection but I am on my way to a conference in northern Portugal tomorrow and am sure I will be able to send this onto you soon.

Remembrances

I remember first meeting Linda at one of the MSU graduate parties or Don Taylor's Christmas party. I am not sure which. But I knew immediately that I liked you a lot and felt a real sense of comfort.

The graduate school years:

You were the rich graduate student couple. After all, you had a trailer of your own while we lived in good old Pebble Creek, government subsidized housing. Of course, that was until there was a fire in one of the other trailers in your park and you became too nervous about trailer living and on you went to your apartment too.

But mostly I remember John and Terry playing ping pong on Friday. With Linda working, it was usually my job to call Linda at work and invite her over for the evening. The guys never had the nerve to admit they were playing while she was working. I also remember Linda helping me reupholster my sofa (or should I say I kept you company while you did the reupholstering). This ended up being one of my life time pursuits. The only difference is now I have a professional do it.

We had lots of fun in East Lansing. Just getting together for the evening and talking graduate student and female chit chat. This was before Kristine and Matthew and Brian was just a first grader.

We also shared part of our big trip out west. I am not sure if you were both still in E. Lansing or it was when you had just moved to Bowling Green. But we were both headed west. I can remember stopping at Las Vegas. We saw Roy Orbison, while you saw Bob Newhart - talk about different tastes! But your old camper made it all the way.

Bowling Green

From there you were on to Bowling Green and we were on to Chesaning. You had this great house and I can remember we cane down to help you clean while you moved in. I don't think it ever did get furnished. But after Bowling Green and boxer shorts, Kristine was born.

Mt. Pleasant

I can still remember Linda and the babe in arms as you were moving into your new house on that hot summer day in Mt. Pleasant. I also remember your dad told you that this time it was time to buy a new couch. Little did he know you were going to have to help me cover yet another couch!

Not long after youmoved in we went to a wedding. Do you remember who's? Little did I realize I would still be using the napkins we bought for a wedding gift. If I had only known we would have sprung for a more expensive gift.

We did several Christmases and Thanksgivings together and we both had big life changes. You got Matthew and I got Ken, Blake and Ryan. What a change!! Although we are not close to 35 years, we will be married 25 years this Jan 1st (and the cross stitched wedding day memory is still hanging in our house).

I still can remember Ken and me coming over in the evening and Ken getting the kids all riled up so they would never go to sleep. Then you came to our house on High St and how much Kristine loved those stones under our Hawthorne tree. She could keep busy for the longest time just sorting through the stones. I also remember the picnics on summer holidays and the visit to our cottage on Lake Huron (another memory in one of our picture collages that is hanging in our lower level). But most of all I remember just hanging out!

Beyond Mt. Pleasant

Ken and I left first as empty nesters and you soon followed for a different life. Although our paths have not crossed as much as I would have liked I still hold thoughts of the two of you dear and feel like we could still pick right up where we left off.

And here is hoping we get to pick up again!

Happy Anniversary!!!!!!!!!

Love,

Pam and Ken