2002-10-29 8:47 a.m.
Ray's 50th birthday party was way too fun for words. So, instead of my normal deluge of words, I will use mostly photos instead.
The theme was the 40th anniversary of the Cuban missile crisis. So, the food was all late 1950's and early 1960's American cuisine. Clockwise from top: Tang, Coca–Cola chocolate cake, hamburger casserole, cucumber/mayonnaise Jello mold with ham.
Some things have not changed one bit since 1962. Just like any Good American Mom, Ray was far too busy preparing food in the kitchen to socialize with his guests. The 1962 theme permeates everything—Ray pushes pickled miniature onions and bits of pickled herring onto toothpicks.
There is normally not a door in front of the stairs to the lower level of the house. But, Ray felt that this metal door and fallout shelter sign went with the 1962 theme. So, he added the door just for the party.
Water, water everywhere, and all the boards did shrink. Water, water everywhere, nor any drop to drink.
This stuffed animal was being bad. While we socialized and ate and flirted, it sat and thought about what it did wrong.
Boris always wears the hat that Chris gave him. It works on him. It underscores his already festive attitude.
The next day we walked in the woods, all of us basking in the afterglow of our respective moments.
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