Andersons are here

Hi everyone. Thanks for the work on the blog Eric. Well, we saw Itzhak Perlman at the Grand Theater tonight with Michele and Eugene. He plays fiddle, or I mean Violin. Sounds a lot like Michele. The weirdest thing was the pianist. About halfway through the show he sprained a finger. They called out to the audience looking for someone who could take his place. Eugene of course volunteered and ended up playing piano with Perlman for the rest of the night. Perlman said Eugene was the best ever, and asked him to come to New York and play at Carnegie Hall this weekend. Eugene said no, he had to go up north.

On a serious note, things are going fine with the Andersons. We have told some of you that we are about to move an old garage onto the land we bought east of town. Above is a picture of the garage. It is located on the part of the forty we couldn't afford. Okay, time to check on who won baseball games tonight (even though the Twins are out of the race) and then go to bed. I will encourage Ellen to contribute often.

Bye, Steve