Happy Birthday Dad! We love you!
Megan and Steve
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Friday, April 20, 2012
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Zero to Boston, Doin' it for Dad: Feeling the Love
Hi all, just got back from Boston. Aside from the heat on race day, it was an amazing weekend. It was great to have Dad & Maureen up with me. My legs feel alright at the moment, but they will feel like solid wood again when I wake up in the morning. Just wanted to share my wrap-up post from the weekend:
Zero to Boston, Doin' it for Dad: Feeling the Love: Just got home after a whirlwind weekend. I had a PW and a PR at the same time. It was my slowest marathon ever 4:05, but that never bother...
Zero to Boston, Doin' it for Dad: Feeling the Love: Just got home after a whirlwind weekend. I had a PW and a PR at the same time. It was my slowest marathon ever 4:05, but that never bother...
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Easter Photo
We had the whole gang in for Easter and went to a photo studio. Here is one of the entire group.
Monday, April 9, 2012
I wonder if you read this account by Todd Richissin, Urbandale Patch Regional Editor for Iowa, writng about the day he brought Mike Wallace close to tears. He knew Mike had another son Peter who fell to his death in 1962 while mountain climbing at age 19.
"During our interview, with Chris at his side, Mike recounted how he hadn’t heard from Peter, who had been hiking around Europe, so he tracked down the youth hostel where he’d been staying. People there told him Peter had planned to climb a mountain near the Gulf of Corinth.So, Mike hired a guide and a donkey and found himself riding to the top of a cliff. I could see pain appearing on Mike Wallace's face as he recounted this story, and I could have interjected something, anything, to ease things for him just a bit, but I didn't. I'm not sorry for that. It helped me get to know him.“We sat down to catch our breath, and we’re sitting there like this,” Mike Wallace told me, hunched over, forearms on his knees. “I looked down, and about 150 feet down we saw somebody – and there he was.”
Quite a story.
"During our interview, with Chris at his side, Mike recounted how he hadn’t heard from Peter, who had been hiking around Europe, so he tracked down the youth hostel where he’d been staying. People there told him Peter had planned to climb a mountain near the Gulf of Corinth.So, Mike hired a guide and a donkey and found himself riding to the top of a cliff. I could see pain appearing on Mike Wallace's face as he recounted this story, and I could have interjected something, anything, to ease things for him just a bit, but I didn't. I'm not sorry for that. It helped me get to know him.“We sat down to catch our breath, and we’re sitting there like this,” Mike Wallace told me, hunched over, forearms on his knees. “I looked down, and about 150 feet down we saw somebody – and there he was.”
Quite a story.
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