bicentennial to see tall ships from around the world, and to Canada by way of NY Canals on the Hudson River. In 76 there were so many boats in the harbor you could hop from Hoboken to Manhattan. On some of those vacations we all got seasick which we tried to sooth with Saltines and 7Up. He also made us work on that boat at the Poughkeepsie Yacht Club until I would disappear down the train tracks to escape.
Stratton, Vermont like only an IBMer could. For my part it was mostly falling down the mountain but for Dad it was a lifestyle. I have many fond memories of Christmas vacations and summer visits to Peru.
I will miss you, Dad. I love you.
A few more photos. I hope to add more later. Below, Dad on one of his many trips around the world.
Below, a few months before his death at David and Amy's wedding. I'm glad he was able to be there and celebrate with everyone.