Josh and I returned from a full day of work at NIST one day (July 26). At the door we were greeted and instructed not to enter in by the front door but to go to the deck. This we did, and to our surprise a simple elegant dinner had been prepared. Megan even prepared a nice menu which featured the main course of Penne Pasta. The weather was perfect, and the food was delectable. What a wonderful evening dinner under the skies!
Living thousands of miles from my grandson, it is a grand honor to participate in some of his activities. So when the opportunity arose to attend one of his soccer games, we were delighted to accept the invitation. Although his team did not win, the game was not about winning but was about rewarding every member with the same rewards: a large conspicuous badge and a sumptuous frozen treat and a photo op of the team and coach. Although he did not score and at times seemed not to know what was going on, we enjoyed watching him grace the soccer field with his running around the whole field. He seemed to be saying to us to watch him, which we did with pleasure. I am proud of my grandson for trying. One day, I believe, he will be a great soccer player. But for now, he is still my favorite soccer player in America. And that's what counts. Go, Blake!

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