On New Year's morning, we woke up to these bodies
left over from the night before's revelry. So, we gathered everyone together
for the delayed Thanksgiving Day football game
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Next, we went to the Dobbs-Allsop's New Year's Open House where Paul Dimaggio
had a new camera as Adam
ate and Suzanne discussed with Carol
the issues involved in husband photography
while I took not one
not two
not three
but four tries
to get the New Year's picture of the GittlePeople.
A few days later, Ben and I decided to say good bye to Suzanne and Pam
and drive South stopping at the Club Diner
where Ben
enjoyed the jukebox
while his bread (which I ate)
and meatballs
and my omelet
and toast
came before his ice cream
came for him to eat for dessert
and then we could record the fancy machine
in the entryway and head to the bridge to Pennsylvania
where we entered the aquarium complex
where the penguins
were being fed as this man
told us their story and we noted the indoors
as we passed the turtle
and headed for the petting pool
and then the displays
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In the front yard, we met this dinosaur
whose egg
would be climbable after we checked out the skeleton
that let us climb in
and out
before Ben took a ride
to the houses of the three little pigs
where the story
was told. After visiting the tea party
and climbing in
for a ride
we stopped to see Goldilocks
en route to the status of Walt Whitman
for whom the bridge is named. Ben took these pictures of me at the blank houses
and this extra one
and then after seeing the balloon people
and the ants
we said good bye to the seals
and headed home for the new year.