My brother & nephew drove from Pennsylvania to visit me today. My brother used to live fairly close where we didn't have to plan ahead to see each other. You know, just pick up the phone and say "ya wanna grab something to eat?" But, he fell in love a couple of years ago and moved out to PA to be with Joan. It's kind of a neat story.
My bro got divorced after 25 years of marriage. They didn't have kids. Meanwhile, our nephew fell in love with a super girl from PA, Debbie, and got married. Debbie is an elementary school teacher and said she worked with someone who would be perfect for him. But he kept saying no. Even after Deb had Joan stop by one afternoon when we were all visiting, he still resisted with excuses like "she's geographically undesirable, iI'm too old, yadda-yadda-yadda. Finally, Debbie got them together to join her and Jack, my nephew, to go to a Mets-Phils game (in the enemy's territory). They survived and the rest is, as they say, history.
My nephew comes over to Jersey to visit his sister (my niece), Chris, who is in a home for the developmentally disabled in Edison, usually once a month. Since they were going there first, I asked if they would stop at my favorite sub shop in the world, Tastee Subs, a little hole in the wall in the town I grew up in. I haven't had much of an appetite lately, but I knew a #10 with provolone, lettuce, tomatoes, onion and mayo would do the trick.
We had a nice visit, talking about the upcoming baseball season, tomorrow's Super Bowl (Go Steelers) and as always, a few memories are brought up that never fail to make me laugh, even if it's at my expense.