We had a good time when my parents were here for Father's Day. The BBQ was spectacular, and Dad liked my first-ever coconut cake so much he even ate it for breakfast.
On Sunday we took a field trip to Aquarena. My mother grew up in San Marcos but she hadn't been to Aquarena in many decades. It's not the same as it was when she was a girl. No more submarine theater and diving pigs. But you can still take a glass-bottomed boat ride and look down through clear 68 degree water to where the Edwards Aquifer bubbles up to form the San Marcos River.
It was a day to remember, for all of us. Denny and I, who had never seen the bottom of the river. Mother, who was a girl when she left her hometown. And Dad, who's looking toward the end of his life and enjoying the pleasures he can have now, while he can have them.