Dear Family and Friends,
As you can see, the theme for this year’s Christmas card is music. Elliott is tickling the ivories, Max is holding his new string bass and Chloe is tooting the horn of Beverly’s year-old Chrysler convertible (The Gray Lady). What you can’t see is Beverly (who is deploying Spotify on her phone) or Jon (who is warbling Grateful Dead lyrics) as they attempt to keep their No. 2 grandson distracted, if not amused.
Retirement suits Beverly quite well, even though she claims to be far busier than during her working days. When she’s not sketching nudes for her Life Drawing class, she occupies her time keeping up with Friends of the Library activities, penning her bi-weekly column, tutoring adults in the library literacy program, and, accompanying Chloe the Therapy Dog, chatting with the mentally challenged daycare patients at Oceanview Pavilion. She has also hosted Elliott during a sufficient number of overnights to personally testify that he is, indeed, an actual genius. Not only does he giggle at all her jokes but can’t get enough of her mashed potatoes. Beverly also managed to publish two books this year: Reelpolitik Ideologies in American Political Film and The Oldest Cold Case in Port Cabrillo: A Hunter Triplets Mystery. Guess which one is raking in the royalties? She has also finally agreed to two total knee replacements now that she’s run out of pain-reduction options. The first operation will take place two days after Christmas with the second following in two months. She would greatly appreciate your prayers.
Jon is up with the dawn each day as he meets with something like ten county boards and working committees. He shudders to think he has evolved from the pony-tailed radical elected in 1994 into the institutional memory for Ventura County politics. And, but again, Beverly will be forced to embroider “Hizzoner” on his shorts. This is the fourth time Jon has been tapped to serve as Mayor. Apparently he can’t get enough of Goodyear chicken, greasy hors d’oeuvres, watered-down cocktails or crises. The city is actually making a federal case out of the erosion emergency at Hueneme Beach Park. The Army Corps of Engineers so shorted the sand nourishment allotment this time that Surfside Drive is in serious danger of washing away during the winter storms. Fortunately, we reside on the third floor but, seriously, folks, we really don’t need our already up-close-and-personal view of the ocean to get closer.
Both Trevor and Brendan have become homeowners. Trevor and his growing family (Elliott was born 11/29/12) are already occupying their newly renovated 3-B house in Echo Park while Brendan is busy documenting the construction of his 3-B condo on FB and preparing for a January move. Angie is now a full-time homemaker and doing a fantastic job with Elliott. Trevor is a devoted father as well. Just recently, Trevor was promoted to Disney Music Group Vice President of Digital Marketing so we weren’t exactly flabbergasted when Elliott was dressed as Mickey Mouse for Halloween.
Brendan shared his passion for all things Frank Lloyd Wright with us this June. The three of us (plus Chloe) set out on an eight-day pilgrimage starting in Oak Park, IL and spiraling out to the surrounding Chicago environs. Brendan was able to add 45 FLW structures to his life list. In addition, Bren, who has never been much of a reader, stunned Beverly by devouring her murder mystery in three days. Of course he had an ulterior motive. Beverly had already confessed that she based the character of Anne, the sleuth with the photographic memory in her novel, on him. In addition, Brendan is still writing graphic novels and creating music when he isn’t putting in oodles of overtime @ QBE First/B of A Home Loans.
Naomi and Max have relocated to Chandler, Arizona. Max loves his new school and has progressed so rapidly with his bass lessons that his teacher invited him to join the elite Chamber Orchestra. Naomi is gradually adjusting to her 12-year-old son asking to go out alone with his friends rather than hang out at home but they will always be close. Max still relishes anything scientific (especially explosions on “MythBusters”), is getting quite proficient on his flight simulator, dreams of the car he will drive at sixteen, and thrilled Jon (who was present) by scoring a basket during the championship game.
We remain most grateful for all of our many blessings and for all of you.
Jon, Beverly, Chloe, Nat, Naomi, Max, Brendan, Trevor, Angie, and Elliott