In July 2003, I was riding through the Southwest on motorcycles with two friends.  Leaving the Grand Canyon, I called Irene on a whim and asked if she'd like 3 smelly, leather-clad bikers to pay her a visit.  Without hesitation, she replied, "I'll be ready by dinner!"   And she was there in a cute hat when we thundered into town!

After assigning us rooms and letting us clean up, she drove us to a nice diner where she had us all laughing. After dinner, she drove us around and showed us the sights -- what a tour guide, and what a wonderful visit that was.

I've included a photo from that visit.   

In January 2004, traveling across the US en route to Tampa, Florida, for a new job, my dad and I stopped in for a visit with Irene and MaryAnn. We stayed up way too late talking and catching up and laughing.

Here's a nice photo from that visit, all of us at dinner.