In the early summer of 1967 (when I was 10 years old), while holding onto the end of an old rubber garden hose, I climbed up the Weeping Willow Tree in the back yard of my parents’ home. When I got about 20 feet up, I climbed out onto a thick branch and tied the end of the hose to the branch. Since my intention was to use the hose to swing around like Tarzan, I made sure it was securely fastened to the tree limb.
Last Saturday (April 2nd) my parents, Carl and Kathryn Williams, celebrated their 60th wedding anniversary. My sister and her husband, Colleen and Bill Brannon, organized a Mass and party for them. The people in attendance at the party were my parents, their children, grandchildren, great grandchildren, and some of their friends and relatives.