Bobby Hicks and Katy Kine

The Hicks family have been our friends even before I was alive. Bobby, his sister Lacy (the person who helped us with packing on June 13th) and Katy, another sister of Bob, and my sisters Julie and Lauren, played together as kids. I could tell you a thousand stories about our times with the Hicks, to Bob's room in his basement to me being allergic to cats, to Hicks Automotive, but I suppose you came for a detailed event of what we've been doing, not a flashback album. But anyway, Bob Hicks, or Big Bad Bob, as we sometimes call him, and his fiancee, Katy Kime, our now living in Pittsburgh, PA. Since we were really close to Pittsburgh, we arranged lunch with Bobby and Katy, and proposed to meet at Skyline Grill, a restaurant on a hill over looking Pittsburgh.

In the jeep, I started reading Le Morte d' Arthur, a book about King Arthur, as we rolled down the highway. Then, we went through Squirrel Hill, and saw a beautiful town. This town was Pittsburgh.

It had four three hills surrounding it, with rivers flowing through the main center. In the main center, there was a lot of skyscrapers, and many buildings. We went on to one of the mountains, and had a great drive up. We then parked the car at the Skyline Grill, got a table of 6, and waited for Bobby.

We had only waited for a little while, when Bobby and Katy came. I will now give a brief telling of what they look like.

Bobby has a mustache, and blond hair, and he is tall. Katy is blond, and has about the length and Mother's hair, but a little shorter. She is also very pretty.

We met them with exchanging words of welcome, and had a wonderful and fun time. We ordered, then looked and talked about the city, how they liked living in it, and stuff that they do. Bob had just finished his masters, and was looking for a cool career in management, but not locked up in an office all day, so he thought he could work at a museum or something.

We also talked about politics (which I took no part in) and other "fun" stuff.

Bobby, Rebecca and I talked a lot about fun stuff, and R. and I talked about living in an R.V. We talked about comics, movies, DW (Doctor Who, which Bob was and still is a fan of) and I asked some questions to Katy, who was a physical therapist. I asked her if it was okay to crack my back and fingers, and she said "I don't recommend it, but we all do it."

The main course came in, and we ate, but still talked. As the meal ended, Bob and Katy accompanied us to our car and we dispersed with farewell words, but not before Bob lifted Rebecca in the air and placed her on his shoulder. It was funny to watch.

We said goodbye, and I was glad to see them again. We had many good conversations that day.

Riding in the jeep, we saw some cool mountains and coal mines in West Virginia, not to mention steel factories. We also went into Bellaire, OH, and saw what we think to be the home where my grandma was born. Bellaire was a very cool town, with all the hills and neighborhoods. I liked it a lot.

That is the end of this blog post.

"Alas my liege,"

Andrew.