By one o’clock, everyone had moved to the flume for a pleasant float.
Clark stayed behind and did the barbecuing.
Wet and cool and hungry, it was time for some serious feasting and games.
The food, contributed by all was outstanding. We gathered 44 family members, relatives and friends for this yearly event in Murphys.
Then the games began. There were horseshoe players and the watchers. A bit of volley ball on the side. The kids played on the trampoline, had squirt gun wars, and in general kept themselves happily occupied.
Adopted Daughter Karen has been the Bocce Queen for many years and lost her title this year. (That’s Karen in the middle.)
A new champ emerged among the younger set. Grandson Owen did 368 double bounces on the trampoline.
By nightfall, five tents were up, the house was wall to wall bags and shoes. Ice chests took up large portions of the decks. Everyone comfortably fed and worn out, was up for a small display of fireworks.
Kris reminded us it was Independence Day, and sang a patriotic song.
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