Henry is what most around here might call a southern gentleman. Soft spoken and deliberate, taken by an occasional cigar, maybe a little whiskey now and again, an observer of the world around him, and ... is usually in the company of a lovely southern belle. To complete his persona is his faithful four-legged companion ... Buddy. A dark brown lanky mix of Lab and Poodle who is well groomed and well mannered but still likes act a little foolish when given the chance.
Henry and his wife Geannie returned to camp this summer with the intent of a short stay but, with maybe a little encouragement from the locals here, decided to stay for the remainder of the season. They, along with Jerry and Della, are refugees from Hilton Head Island who escape the summer humidity and oppressive heat there ... so it's the Palmetto States loss and our gain.
Anyway it was Henry's birthday and what better an idea than to have a little celebration. Since we were already planning on happy hour, ... with some extra bells and whistles (translate ... great pizza, food and deserts) we turned it into a first class party. Maybe the only sour note was the groups rendition of Happy Birthday which I think, caused Buddy to break into a howl before we mercifully stopped.
Probably not used to having a bunch of folks make a fuss over him, Henry remained the consummate southern gentleman and maybe with a little more encouragement, he and Geannie will return next year.
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| Geannie and Henry |
Still getting along just fine and continue livin' the dream.
Phil
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