After a rendezvous at Walden Pond (and brief goodbyes from the Shishovs), we all headed off caravan style to a local pizza parlor only to find that they only had room for half of us. Julie used her magic smartphone and found us a place that could accommodate eleven hungry relatives. I will spare you the pictures as we packed into a lovely suburban pizzeria [check out my Facebook page if you really care] near the spot where the shot was heard ’round the world. I managed to get a few portrait shots in with my iPhone. And a shot of my nearly perfect parallel parking job (on the first try, in traffic, in the rain).
To many of you this may seem unremarkable, but after living outside of civilization for a decade, I think I did quite well to remember how to park this way (plus I had a bit of practice with Aren over the summer).