Go-Go-Go vs. Guh-Guh-Guh

Yesterday, the West Virginia Mountaineers football team played against Rutgers in a rare October blizzard in Piscataway, New Jersey.



The early part of the game was back-and-forth, with neither team doing much tackling. On one play in the 1st quarter, WV running back Shawne Alston broke free for a long touchdown run. As he was weaving through Scarlet Knight defenders, I was yelling "Go, Go, Go!!" Not too long after, Cash started yelling "Guh, Guh, Guh!!" The funny thing is, it wasn't even during a time when you would normally cheer during a game...I think it was actually during a TV timeout. Little guy just thought that's what you're supposed to do during a football game. Just yell, "Guh, Guh" at the TV.

Monkey see, monkey do...

By the way, West Virginia won, 41-31.

Let's Go, Mountaineers!! Or should I say Let's "Guh," Mountaineers!!

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Cash and the Cash

Bridge Day 2011

Every year, The New River Gorge Bridge is shut down for one day so that people can walk on it and even sky dive off of it.

And for once, it didn't happen on a day that we had something else going on.

There must have been 40,000 people there.

The people repelling down looked like ants on a piece of string.



Cash had a great time. We all did. Big thanks to Holly's friend, Kelly, and her parents for hooking us with tickets and a ride.

Happy Birthday, Grandma and Grandpa Francis

Today would have been my Grandpa Francis' 89th birthday and my Grandma Francis's 90th birthday. They were both born on the same day one year apart.



This was also, ironically, the anniversary of the first time the ever met. Grandma was celebrating her birthday, and her apartment was below Grandpa's. He was trying to sleep, but they were making too much noise downstairs. He came down to complain, and she said it was her birthday. He said, "It's my birthday, too," but she thought he was just kidding.

We Love You, Papa

On Monday, Holly's grandpa, Wesley C. "Papa" Wickline, went home to be with the Lord. His death is preceded only three months by the death of his beloved wife of 63 years, Marguerite "Ninny."



In February, I also lost my Grandma Francis. We miss them all, dearly, but we know they are in a better place...a place where there is no pain, no sorrow and a perpetual celebration. They all have new bodies and new voices to sing with.

We love you and miss you all!!