Notes from comments

Since it is easier for me to look at the comments all at once than for people to go back and find them on each individual post, here's a recent summary.
Nancy must have been really knocked out from the "little toe surgery" because she reports that Lynn and Kyleah got her there and back and even brought her flowers.  Problem is Kyleah wasn't born yet, so I dunno what Nancy is thinking.  It was either Dane, or Lynn grabbed some little girl and took her on that particular mission.

As for Father's Day and the flooded highway, Nancy also reports that we did wait for her and Dane and so it was a three-car convoy that managed to get over the river and back home that day.

Regarding Grandpa's potatoes, Mom said he always tried to plant at least some on Good Friday with the goal of having new potatoes to eat by Mom's birthday in late June.  One year it was really muddy on Good Friday, so Grandpa stayed on the grass and planted a few potatoes on the edge of the garden in the mud.

Seems Kahlua was mixed with cream soda, as per Mom, something that sounds very, very good to me right now.

Just to keep the younger folk up on things, Mom reports that Dora was Grandpa's first cousin -- her mother (Aunt Kate) and Grandpa's mother were sisters.

Another Dora story (from Nancy, I think . . . I didn't write it down and don't want to go check right now) is that Dora took the bus from Fremont to Norfolk for one of the cousins' Christmas get-togethers we used to have.  It was getting later and closer to when Dora needed to be at the depot to catch the bus back, but Grandpa kept stalling.  Eventually he told her that he and Grandma would drive her back.  This extended the length of her visit and also allowed the three of them to look at all the Christmas lights on the way down.  Dora always remembered how kind that was of Grandpa.

Mitch reports that Aunt Myrtle is not the only plucky woman in the family.  Seems he thinks it is a common trait.

And the chocolate cherry cookies were, and probably still are, a favorite of Tom's.  Grandma often made some when she knew Tom was coming up and also made them at Christmas for him.  Ask his siblings and he was the favored kid.  Always.

Lastly, Mom got me straight on where the California people lived:  Uncle Raymond in Hacienda Heights, Aunt Irene in Alhambra, and Uncle John and Aunt Helen in West Covina.

I think I'm good for now.