Rob, your brain teaser is making my head hurt. Did you propose over the phone?

Terri tells me I proposed to her in Pringle, PA, which she reminds me was unromantic, because I was driving the car at the time (I recall it a different way, with a ring and bended knee, pleading ). I don't really think this Pringle proposal story is true, but if it is, it must have been induced by some kind of spiritual intervention on the part of my dear departed paternal relatives who lived in Pringle many years ago (a town that has an absolutely breathtaking view of the valley, BTW).

Terri and I will be in Scotland and in Ireland in June, so don't be surprised if we run into each other. I made my first trip to the Emerald Isle in 1967 at the ripe old age of 7 celebrating my 8th birthday there and still have fond memories of the place. My mom's house in Kilkenny is still in the family and I have quite a few cousins over there. Many of my relatives have migrated to the States, a trend my mother started in 1953, to seek fame and fortune. More than half of my cousins are currently living in the states, spread from New York to Washington state, (and for a while, Alaska). They return to Ireland often, presumably because they miss the 'old sod' so badly. If I catch up with you there, we must tip a Guiness or Jameson's for old times sake and toast to our Irish heritage.