Got the "official" word yesterday that the older daughter's boyfriend
had finally proposed on New Years Eve. I knew it was coming as he'd
discussed it with me three months before.
Daughter hooked a good one. Not only is he a computer geek, but in
the bonus round, he has the option package that he's a fly fisherman
from Montana.
We've already determined that the batchelor party will be in Montana
in June during the salmonfly hatch on the Madison. Who cares when the
wedding date is, as long as the batchelor party is done right.
Frank Reid