We finally arrived at Pete's House in MA. What a relief! We found Pete and Jimmy at the stove busily cooking something that resembled chicken. It looked like hell but tasted great!
This is Pete and Jimmy at the Stove. Or, rehearsing for a broadway show that caters to alternative lifestyles. I can't figure out which.
My cousin Matt was kind enough to make sure that we had plenty of Sailor Jerry's Navy Rum on Hand. (these guys finished one bottle before we even got there) Sailor Jerrys is a family tradition in the making.
This is Matt and his Fan Club.
Peter threw a little party for Jim who has recently turned the big FIVE OH!
Somewhere along the line one of the greatest birthday inventions of all time was concocted. I do not know whom to credit with this masterpiece, as it was in the works while Jeffy and I were dripping sweat along the blacktop of Route 95 in Connecticut. I sure hope someone rememebers to do this at my next birthday party.
A Donut Soaked for hours in Sailor Jerry Rum!
Father Jim is a practicing Hobbit and so, gives gifts on his birthday instead of receiving them. He outfitted the whole team with custom T shirts for the trip. More stories on the shirts later in the adventure. (Much Later)
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