It should come as no surprise that the first images of grandparnethood is that of the grandchildren. Marcus at Potter Park Zoo during the Ahlfeldt US tour in anticipation of their getaway to Sweden. Hear Marcus roar! 
Ellen with her green (most important is the color) back scratcher, on her head, dazed by the flurry of the changing times.
I struggle to capture the intensity of the moment, the absolute, the mind boggling speed of life as it passes us by. Behold, Kathy and I around the fire pit, next to Rudy at Warren Dunes Michigan on the South side of Lake Michigan, near the Indiana border.
And here am I, on the down
side of the dune, as I look out, I can see Chicago, almost as a mirage on the distant Western shore more than 60 miles away. Much like Sleeping Bear Dunes to the North, these are massive dunes, trampled by feet of adventurers. In front of me, about 1,000 feet, are the shores of Lake Michigan, placid for now, clear water, and barely a ripple. For four days and three nights we lingered, a fire every night; meeting up with Justin who was in the USA for a business meeting from Shanghai, leisurely meals either straight out of the camper or just down the road a piece, and some stops for some road side antique shops. Nice work if you can get it. More news and film at eleven.
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