Family Tree

From Francy:

These are several pages that Johnny Tabert sent. They are a list made up by Bunny of her mother and father's family--Frank Nallin and Sarah Flaherty. A line or two got cut off when he photocopied them and some may be lost in scanning. Bunny says that Sade's mother was named Sarah Murphy but I have Sade's death certificate which says her name was Frances. These documents are made up by whoever happens to be filling them in so who knows what the names really are.

I ran some names through google and got some interesting results. More next week.

Happy Independence Day

Mimi sent me some photos to post while until she sorts out her technical difficulties connecting to the blog.

"Here are a few pictures of Max in a suit in Norway last week. He went to Stavanger, the home town of his girlfriend, Vicki, for the wild festivities they hold every year on Independence Day (independence from Sweden and Denmark, I think). All the Norwegians wear a "bunad", the national dress Vicki is wearing. Sh is half Norwegian and half Native American (her mother). Max will be coming home to Rome in a couple of weeks, at least for a short while, after he finishes his first year at the University of Brighton."

And Marta has a site for her travels.

Guess who just got his first TOOF!

Yes, Paul's finally got his first tooth at seven and a half months -- more than two months later than any of his siblings. He sends his apologies to anyone who has spent time with him in the last week.

Coming soon to a family party near you...

One from the Archives

Ode to Monte's Stump

(Embarassed and Apologetic)

Monte, I am sorry I killed your stump.
I wish I could say it was the drinking.
But really I forgot to do my thinking.
And now you know your sister married a hump.

Mother's Day

Kama came all the way over to Brooklyn just to join us for Mother's Day. It was a little too chilly to sit outside but we managed to have fun inside playing with photobooth (the funhouse pictures), skyping Rome and playing with axes and machetes.

Here's all the pictures.

My Aunt Janis taught me this...

I was taking an introduction to video editing course the other day and needed to shoot some footage to edit. I ended up shooting this since I did not have enough people to do the spoon-on-nose dance made famous by the Francy clan. It's a bit long but I'm hoping to show it at Sundance this year...

New cameras

For those in points elsewhere, many here in the US received a tax rebate this week. Tara and I dutifully injected ours back in the economy by way of a new camera AND a camcorder.

So here's a boring test video. The baby was doing barrel rolls about an hour before this and was visibly moving Tara's belly around, but unfortunately she doesn't do tricks on command (yet).

The Communicant