In January Papa brought me to the Annapolis Junction railway station to crush pennies beneath southbound freight trains, just like Papa once did in Rotterdam, New York.
In February my brother Tony and I helped Grandma Pat
enjoy her Valentine candy.
In early Spring we visited BWI Airport viewing area and playground.
In April our Ice Cream Man Charlie brought us "front-stoop" ice cream.
In May our baseball game was next to a real bullpen.
(My Dad, my Mom, Tony and me.)
In August at Brant Lake, N.Y. I caught my largest pickeral ever.
Papa sometimes pushes us too hard on our Adirondack swing.
Thank you for visiting,
Luke Anthony.
In june we walked the Ocean City Maryland boardwalk.
(Me and my cousin Logan.)
(My cousin Logan, me and my cousin Reagan.)
I caught my bass just after a spectacular Adirondack Sunset.
Sometimes my Mom gets wild summer camp ideas like "stealth and spying" on other campers.
(Me, Logan and my Mom preparing for "stealth paddling' our canoes across the dark lake to spy on our favorite neighbors.)
In September I returned to Maryland and my love of baseball.
(My cousin Reagan, Logan, me and Grandma Pat.
(My cousin Reagan, me and cousin Logan.)
(My brother Tony, me and my Mom Wendy.)
(My brother Tony, me and my Dad Joe.)
In July we searched for pre-historic and historic artifacts at a construction site.
(Logan, Papa, Tony and my New York Country Cousin Ryan.)
In October we visited Washington, D.C.
In November my friend Brittany and I visited my Grandma Pat and Papa Bill's new home in Bluffton, South Carolina.
In December we visited Parris Island, South Carolina near Grandma & Papa's new home.
(Brittany, me and Grandma Pat enjoying our first South Carolina campfire.)
