By Charlotte Byus
The statement Coming of Age could mean so many things but this week it has reference to our friend Paul Williams. You see Paul turned 60. Now to most of us on the Peninsula that’s just a young whipper snapper, but he is getting there. Shannon, Paul’s wife, decided it was time to celebrate this coming of age. A fun time was had by all, good job Shannon!
There were four generations of family there to celebrate. Great-grandmother Jo, Peepaw Paul, son Travis, daughter Jennifer, and Paul’s grandson, Roscoe. Now that is not really that cutie’s name, it is Sebastian, but Paul decided Roscoe was better for this inquisitive young man of 3.
Back to the party, covered dishes were abound and delicious brisket, links, chicken and ribs to die for. You needed to go back to the table just to get a bite of all the goodies. Then Shannon brought out the deserts, oh my!
Games were brought out and the fun began. Roscoe was ready to help too. You see, his game was bringing the bean bags back and the washers to Grandpa. What a helper he was. But all good things come to an end. Someone found another game for Roscoe.
[10-1-2018]
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