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Bill and Breeze were artists, but they weren’t free spirits. “I don’t need to see pictures of you two, naked.” The family laughed. While they are having fun in the sun, the rest of us will be suffering through a cold and dreary Virginia February.” Breeze said, “I’ll send you all photos from the warm and sunny Caribbean.” “No thanks,” Harvey chirped. Breeze and Bill are off tomorrow for a well-deserved, ten-day vacation to St. He waited for the laughter to die and then said, “And lastly, let us say bon voyage to our travelers. She still credit’s her philosophy & ethics training for making her a more forceful and persuasive courtroom litigator. Meadow had been a great student in Professor Fielding’s classes. Meadow met Harvey junior as college students. He had retired from the college last year after thirty years of teaching philosophy and ethics. Harvey dramatically lowered his voice and said, “Arlo, happy as I am that you’ll be joining your cousin Wendy at R-MC, unfortunately, I have to report that the quality of the teaching staff there has diminished significantly recently.” He was kidding and everyone knew it. She and Bill earned their living selling the art they produced. Like her mother, Breeze could draw, paint and sculpt. She inherited that skill from her mother & father. “Maybe you and I were supposed to trade kids.” Breeze was a talented artist. “Wendy caught that bug,” Meadow said with a laugh. I tried to develop his artistic side, but he has not found his creative art talents yet.” With a mentor like you, he will go far in his studies. I am pleased that you’re planning to major in my favorite field Philosophy and Ethics.” Breeze laughed and said good-naturedly, “Father, it looks like you won. If I say so myself, it is an excellent institution of higher learning. Then Harvey said, “Congratulations to Arlo for his scholarship to my favorite school, Randolph-Macon College. Everyone raised their glass and congratulated her. He continued, “Congratulations Meadow, on being recognized by the National Association of Women Lawyers for the mentoring program you run for high school girls.” My departed wife and son, God rest their souls would be so proud, as would your own departed parents. These get-togethers are too short and too infrequent.” His family murmured their agreement. Harvey Fielding said, “I stand here a proud and happy man. Sitting across from them was his daughter, Breeze, and her family: her husband, Bill and their son, Arlo. She was raising Wendy, the patriarch’s beloved granddaughter. Meadow was an only child of two deceased parents. Her daughter, Wendy, was twenty and a sophomore at Randolph-Macon College. Meadow was a widowed woman with a single child. They were at his daughter-in-law’s house in Richmond, Virginia. With him, were his daughter, daughter-In-law, and their remaining families. She makes it right Thursday night, Feb 13th Harvey Fielding, the aged patriarch of the family stood and looked out with pride at the group sitting around the dinner table.
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