Congrats to William and Kelly!

Butterfly Gap

What a wedding! William and Kelly married in a wash of feet and much good times!! If that doesn't ring a bell, ask those who were there. We will forever remember the day as the day they exchanged clean feet!

We had a great time. The ceremony was beautiful and the reception was taken over in true Hepbron tradition. From the rehearsal dinner at Sullivans to the final lost revelers in the backwoods of Tenn. the party lived on in true Hepbron flavor. ( Yes, Helen and I got lost leaving Butterfly Gap! We were finally rescued by a nice something who put us back on the road to somewhere where we finally found a way home, I think. ( And Helen was driving, thank God.)

For all we know, the wedding party may still be winding its way to or from Butterfly Gap!



Sue and LLoyd- we had a great time!. You were great hosts to a lot of laughing and other Hepbron nonsense. But after all, isn't that what weddings are really for? A chance to say hello to old friends and to welcome new members into the tribe. I saw Sandy taking notes, so we can expect something really spectacular when Matt's turn comes. Wonder what they will wash? OK - just daydreaming. Great to see everyone. Dad and Helen.

Who left a blog?

Some of the family has asked how they go about reading, commenting, and posting their own material on the hepbron blog. Here is some information that may help. You must remember that I am new at this too and have a great deal to learn myself. However, here is what I have found to date.
1. You get to the blog by using the address http://thehepbronblog.blogspot.com. Once there, you should put the page in your " Favorites" so you don't have to retype the address every time you want to get to the blog.
2. Now anybody can post a comment about material they read on the blog. ( Note: this is a recent change) Under material you find on the blog you will see in small letters the number of comments that have been submitted for that particular posting. Click on the word "comments" and a page comes up to enable you to add your own own comments about that posting. You can write, edit, etc. When finished, click "post comment" and your comment will appear after the last comment under that particular material that has been posted.
3. Everyone in the greater Hepbron tribe has been invited to be an "Author" on the blog. Authors can publish their own material (postings) on the blog. I have submitted all the email addresses of family members, grandchildren, etc. that Sue gave me to the blogspot as "authors". BlogSpot, in turn, has sent each of these people an invitation to join the blog as "authors". You must respond and sign up for a free Google account, if you do not already have one, in order to become an "author". Once you have signed up for the Google account, you will automatically be able to post your own material. articles, etc. on the blog in addition to commenting on other's material. This is what we are hoping everyone will want to do. As of June 29, we have only 4 families signed up as authors: : Helen & I, John & Deb, Spencer, and Sue & Lloyd. I know some others have Google accounts as they use Gmail, but so far they have not signed as authors. If I missed you, or you forgot to sign up, Email me and I will send your name in.
Hope this helps some of the older Hepbrons like me who are still trying to figure out how the electric stove works. George

hello to all......

This is my first time as a blogger.......I just figured out how to sign in and get started.....First I want to say Happy Fathers Day Dad!!!!!!!!! I hope you have a wonderful day!!!! Thanks for starting the blog....It's a good way for our family to keep in touch with each other.....we all get caught up in our busy lives and need to take a few minutes and communicate even if it is in a blog!!!!! I am looking forward to seeing all my sisters and thier family members at the wedding.....also can't wait to see dad and Helen....okay whooooo is going to be next to blog?????? take the challenge!!!!!! Deb and John

This is to be a team blog

Hi- Just discovered that I need to make this a team blog to have it what I hoped it would be: a blog in which everyone can compose there own topics in addition to adding comments to other's topics. I am submitting email addresses to blogspot. They will contact you with an invitation to join the team. Its free!! Join the team and start publishing your own stories! Mr. George

Spencer at the vet

Took Spencer to the vet last week. He has had ear problems and we needed to get something to keep him from shaking his head all the time. Well- you might already guess that Spencer does not like anyone fooling with his ears. Or anything else for that matter. When we arrived I discovered that the regular woman vet was not available and we had to see a male vet. We were taken back to the small examining room and a young female vet-in-training came in to take vitals. She began by deciding to take his temperature. When she lifted his tale, Spencer knew something funny was going on. He is not the kind to appreciate someone invading his ass. I had to hold him to convince him there was only to be a brief invasion. That over, she left and the new male vet came in. Now Spencer dropped his tail and sat down. He glared at the vet as if to warn him not to even think of his ass. One invasion was enough. The vet, however, wanted to look elsewhere-in his ear. Now if there is one thing worse than putting something in Spencer's ass, it is putting something in his ear. The vet immediately sensed trouble when he said "ear"and I had to intervene and try to quiet Spencer. He decided then it might be better to try a muzzle first. Spencer does not like muzzles at all. The vet called in a nice young male assistant to help with the muzzle. This guy apparently saw some pitbull in Spencer and looked very nervous . Spencer sensed dog power. The vet apparently gleaned the need for reinforcements and decided that it would be better if they took Spencer in the back where they could do God only knows what to complete the exam. Spencer disappeared with the two men and the little girl and I went to the waiting room to wait. I was there for about two minutes when I heard a crash . A moment later Spencer came racing into the waiting room with the vet and his assistant running wide eyed behind him. Spencer almost leaped into the arms of a frightened lady sitting with her cat two chairs away from me as he rounded the corner for the door outside. I was able to grab him just before he made his exit. If he had made that door, he would be in South Carolina now. The vet looked startled, frightened, and embarrased- all at once. I almost felt sorry for him. Spencer just smiled at them both.. The girls behind the counter in the waithing room were in hysterics. The poor woman with the cat looked to be in a state of shock . I think her cat may have lost on of its lives during the excitement.
Well, we then all recouped our composure. I took Spencer back to the examining room and spoke kindly to him about behaving at the vets. With a couple of treats (bribes) we were able with my help to finish an exam of sorts and get some medicine in Spencer's ear . Now Spencer still lowers his tail when a girl is around, but -by God- he is not shaking his head .

thehepbronblog.blogspot.com

The title thehepbronblog.blogspot.com is the address for this blog- I think. I have tattoed this title on my thigh so I wont forget it.
Heard from Linda Powner last night. Tom is not good. He has dementia and Linda had to place him in Care 1 ( where Ev was in Hamilton) as he was leaving the house in the middle of the night, etc. He still knows Linda but has bad days where he doesn't know where or who he is. Poor Linda has had her hands full over these last few years. Tom has had every bad illness and operation possible. I am planning to go up in the next week or so to see Tom. Linda says this would be helpful. Torey's wife is not well and has had a recent back operation so he can not spend alot of time in Jersey. Scott is in denial and has not been to see Tom in months. I'm not sure what the story is on the daughter. (can't remember her name). Will keep you informed. George