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As promised, more pictures…

Art, Patrice and Me

Art, Patrice and Me

Carm, Mom, Hil and Me

Carm, Mom, Hil and Me

Family Photo

Family Photo

James

James

James and Me

James and Me

Mom

Mom

Hil, Mom and me

Hil, Mom and me

Sarah, James, Carm and me

Sarah, James, Carm and me

Sarah, Shiva and me

Sarah, Shiva and me

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On This Day In:
2016 Are You Waiting?
2015 The Future Myth
2014 Hands
2013 Because You Have Lived
2012 47%
2011 Conservative Values: Low And Lax
2010 A Non-Zero Sum Game
What If “c” Isn’t A Constant?
2009 Pictures from UCLA trip…

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Sarah Through The Years

HilAndBabySarahInLiverpool

Hil & Sarah In Liverpool

Sarah in pre-school

Sarah in pre-school

Sarah's school photo in Saudi Arabia

Sarah’s school photo in Saudi Arabia

Close-up of Sarah

Close-up of Sarah

Sarah In L'pool Reds kit w/ LOTR sword

Sarah In L’pool Reds kit w/ LOTR sword

There’s no point in being grown up if you can’t act a little childish sometimes.
  —  Doctor Who
[Hi Sarah,Your mother and I would like you to know how much we’ve enjoyed your being with us as the last child at home.  We look forward to your going away to college in the Fall only because we understand how these first tentative steps away from home will help you become the beautiful young woman you are meant to be.
Happy Birthday!!
Love Always,
Mum & Dad
  —  KMAB]
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On This Day In:
2013
2012 Trust Him Smile
2011 Why Change?

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 Waiting to go inside…  Is that camera still on me?
 Did someone say,
“Squirrel”?
 British gardeners
require constant
supervision…
 Hey Youse,
give us a treat!
 Just a little shade…
 In yer face training…  Are you ever gonna
get a life, Dad?
 The kennel never
said my new home
was a fixer-upper.
 I’ve gotta do
everything myself
around here…
 Yeah, the garden’s ok now,
but wait until I’m done with it…
 A quick pause
between
making trouble.
 That’s right – I’m gorgeous!  Not quite enough shade…
 She’s not fully trained,
but I like blonds.
 There’s like
NO privacy
in this house-hold!
 Squirrel???  Someone please
take that camera-phone
off him!

Introducing “Shiva” – the newest member of the Barrett Family. 
 

75 pounds of Anatolian Shepherd and Golden Retriever.  Two years old and compliments of Tony La Russa ARF (Animal Rescue Foundation).

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Val and Family - Christmas 2011

Val and Family - Christmas 2011

Sarah and Val as a puppy

Sarah and Val as a puppy

Hil and Sarah with Val at Martinez

Hil and Sarah with Val at Martinez

James with Val in front of the house.

James with Val in front of the house.

The following are the “10 Canine Commandments“.  The day after Val passed, they were posted by a friend on Facebook.  I don’t know if there was any significance for her at the time she shared them on Facebook, but they were another reminder of how much we loved and are missing our Val.
 

  1. My life is likely to last 10 to 15 years.  Any separation from you will be painful to me.  Remember that before you buy me.
     
  2. Give me time to understand what you want from me.
     
  3. Place your trust in me.  It is crucial to my well being.
     
  4. Don’t be angry at me for long, and don’t lock or chain me up as punishment.  You have your work, entertainment and friends. I only have you.
     
  5. Talk to me sometimes.  Even if I don’t understand your words, I understand your voice when you are talking to me.
     
  6. Be aware that however you treat me, I may forgive you, but I will never forget it.
     
  7. Before you hit me – I have teeth that could easily crush the bones of your hand, but I choose not to bite you.
     
  8. Before you scold me for being uncooperative, obstinate or lazy, ask yourself if something might be bothering me.  Perhaps I might not be getting the right food, or I have been out in the sun too long, or my heart is getting old and weak.
     
  9. Take care of me when I grow old.  You too will grow old someday.
     
  10. Go with me on difficult journeys.  Never say “I can’t bear to watch” or “let it happen in my absence“.  Everything is easier for me if you are there.
     

If you can promise me these things, I will give you my unconditional love.  Something money cannot buy…..  REMEMBER THAT I LOVE YOU
 

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Back in February of 2001, the week of Valentine’s Day, we adopted a little German Shepherd / Pit mix.  We named her “Val”.  She had been found on the street and was terrified of people.  The animal rescue people (ARF), said she had been abused before being abandoned.  We welcomed Val into our new house (new to us as we had just moved back from overseas in December of 2000) and over the next 11 years she has helped to make it our home.
 

Val had hip dysplasia and so she never turned out to be the jogging mate I had hoped she would be.  In fact, we could rarely walk her for more than a few blocks before she would develop a limp which would be noticeable for a couple of days.  So, Val became a house dog.  She had run of the back yard, but mostly she would play tug-of-war with her toys and the kids or just lie in the sun.  Val seemed to accept her role as a house dog and would rarely venture outside the front door – even if it was left wide open.  She would go have a nose – look up and down the street, but rarely go out.  Up until near the end, she did love to go for short walks around the block.  I’m sure it was all of the new smells she couldn’t find in the yard.
 

Val also had extra claws on her two front legs.  The ARF folks said it was common on dogs that have been in-bred too much (as is the dysplasia), and they made us promise not to have them surgically removed unless she accidentally tore them.  We promised and they never bothered her.  We used to kid that Val was our “X-dog”, because she was a mutant.
 

Val was a part of the family.  She was always there to greet us when we came home from being out.  She would bark at the door until we opened it and then run between us to say “Hi” to each of us like she’d not seen us for months – even if we were only gone a half hour.   Val was a true “pack” dog.  She hated to be alone when she could be near someone.  Constantly under foot, she would lie down on your feet when you sat on the couch to watch the TV.   Most of all, Val loved Hil.  Val would follow Hil from room to room – not to get a treat or anything – just to be near her.  We used to kid each other that Val was Hil’s extra shadow.  Hil bought a little placard to keep on the wall near the back door titled “Chores List“.  It read: “1.  Let dog out;  2.  Let dog in;  3.  Let dog out;  4.  Let dog in…”
 

About six months ago, Val developed a distended tummy.  Val started getting skinny everywhere else and losing energy.   I think both Hil and I knew there was something wrong, but we didn’t really want to face it and we just put it down to her being over 10 years old.  We were feeding Val more, but she was continuing to lose weight everywhere except her belly.  Finally, Hil scheduled a trip to the vet. 
 

Val saw the vet on 28 March and they said she had large tumors on her spleen and liver and probably the cancer had spread to other places too.  They said it was operable for her spleen, but because it had spread, she would not have long anyway.  We decided to bring her home and make her final days as comfortable as possible.  The vet said, “When she starts to go, she would go down quickly.  She will lose all interest in food and not want to move.  She will start panting and her gums will get pale.  When that happens, bring her back and we’ll help her.”
 

For the last two weeks, Val was treated even more like the queen of Sheba than she usually was.  A new chewing toy, lots of treats and plenty of scratches…  And she loved it.
 

On Thursday, when I got home from work, Val didn’t get up to greet me.  She didn’t even raise her head.  I checked her several times to make sure she was breathing and to give her a few scratches.  She got up when Sarah got home from school about two hours later, but she had barely moved the whole time in between.   When she sat back down, she was panting.
 

Hil got home and let Val out for her business and then Hil called me over.  Val was passing blood in her urine.  She was still panting and was completely off her food for the day.
 

We called the vet and they said to bring her in right away…
 

We got Val’s leash and she seemed to buck-up.  She went right to the front door and was panting excitedly.  When we started for the car, she got even more excited (because this meant her favorite walks).  When we got her to the vets office, she was shaking terribly.  They examined her and asked us what we wanted done.  We signed the forms and paid the fee.  They spread a blanket on the floor so she would be comfortable.  The doctor gave Val her shot and she passed on quickly while the three of us were petting her.  She simply relaxed with her head in my hands and then stopped breathing.  The vet checked her pulse and said she was gone.
 

Sarah, Hil and I continued to pet Val for a few minutes and then we left her to have her ashes spread over a field in Napa.
 

The house is less full now without Val here to greet us.  But in a strange way, I feel like she is still here.  Like a legendary Chinese guardian dog, Val is still waiting at the door to welcome us home and still ready to bark to protect us from danger.
 

Rest in peace, girl.  While we remember and celebrate your life with us, we also mourn our loss.  Thanks for being a part of our family.  We miss you.  We loved you.  I loved you, you silly, playfull, wonderful dog!

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Today, Hil and I drove down to Merced, CA to watch our youngest daughter (Sarah) participate in her final Concord High School Marching Band competition.  They still have two more performances in December, but those will not be “judged” competitions. 
 

Sarah plays the flute in the Marching Band and Cymbals in the Percussion Line. 
 

This is Sarah’s fourth and final year in Band and the following photos are just a few from this trip and from the Santa Cruz Band Review (back in Oct. 2010).  Also included are a couple of photos showing the Band Moms helping to get the students ready for the competition.  The dedication of some of the Band Moms to their kids and to the Band / Music program is really something to watch (and experience.)
 

Enjoy…  (And please support Music and the Arts in your schools!!!)
 

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Victory in the World Series got the best of me and I decided to take the day off of work to attend the Giants victory parade in San Francisco.  Being the conscientious parent that I am, I brought along my daughter Sarah. She, in turn, invited along some of her friends.  Before I knew it the whole thing had gotten out of hand and I was surrounded by about 800,000 of my closest friends.
I asked for leave at work and called in sick for Sarah – and off we went…
The following are some of the photos.  All of the good shots were taken by Sarah.  All of the bad/fuzzy ones were by me.  In fairness, she was using a real camera.  I was using my phone.
The photos start off with our 45 minute (!!) wait at the BART station in North Concord / Martinez to get tickets.  I’ve then added some shots from the train showing how the train went from empty to packed in only 4 stations – North Concord, Concord, Pleasant Hill, Walnut Creek.
I’ve then added some crowd shots from where I was at the Powell & Market Cable Car turn-around / BART Station.
Then come Sarah’s photos from the Civic Center – where the parade ended, in front of San Francisco City Hall.
Finally, there’s a photo from a Mr. Luis C., a friend of mine who is one of the most devoted Giants fans I’ve known for some time.  He sent me a picture of his “shrine”, which was set up when the Giants clinched the title by beating the San Diego Padres.
Sound delicious?  Enjoy…

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Here’s the seven photos Hil and I keep on the dressers in our bedroom.

Where your treasure is, there also is your heart…
Luke 12:34

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