This is where we walked Gerry and James ~ this hallowed ground where many young men and women have been trained and educated to make this a better world.  There is a field track down this brick walkway and an open field beyond that where the dogs could run high-spirited, as free as the wind.  Of course, James could run underneath Giant Gerry.

Jessie and I are home now from our work week in Alexandria.   Time is short ~ Christmas Eve is a week from today.  Yikes.