A Letter to Spain

Dear Nicole. I wrote you Saturday but I didn't finish it, now I can't find it. I'll try again. I want to wish Matthew a Happy Birthday. I don't know his e-mail. You said to send you my weekly blog so I'll send him a message VIA Spain. (AMAZING)!! I remember well the happy day you were born Matthew. I want to wish you a wonderful day and tell you that I love you. I'll send you a card and give you a bottle of my new apricot jam next time I see you.

I love reading your e-mails Nicole. It's the next best thing to being there with you. It will be fun to hear more about it when you come home. My news isn't as exciting as bull fights and carnivals. Actually my back yard looks like a bull fight. Everyday there is a dynamite explosion and the enormous bulldozers dig
up the big boulders and crush them into gravel. Sweeping red sand out of my house is becoming a daily unwanted routine.

I'm sure Cindy told you that Jean passed away. We had a small memorial for her Thursday. You can be very proud of Quinn and your Dad. Everything was done to perfection. Carol Ann was so pleased. David took us all to Olive Gardens after. Quinn went with us. It was a nice way to end the day. Today he is in California for the burial. They were so happy that he was the one to go. Aunt Marie and I are the only two left in the Smith family. It's very sobering. I need to shape up fast.

Adios for now. Mucho gracias for the great letters. Don't worry if you aren't able to forward this message. I don't know the situation there.

Grandpa Polly