The Olson family reunited August 14-21, 1999,
in beautiful Wintergreen Resort, in the lovely
Smoky Blue Ridge Mountains of western Virginia.

Vini, Munchi, Bunchi.  We came, We ate, We ate alot.

And we played -- Scrabble, Tennis, Golf, MonsterTag in the pool...

And we hiked -- I led Eric and Mark a long way down a wrong way;
but we ended up being rescued by an angel in the form of a
housing contractor from Brooklyn (he picked us up as we
hitchhiked home).

And we rock-climbed: I went first.  About a third of the way up,
I came to an impasse -- nothing to hold on to, nowhere to go.
After much effort and creativity I made it to the top of the hill, and
was quite proud of myself.

This lasted until I saw Eric walk up the hill barely breaking stride.
The instructor said he had never seen anyone go up so fast.
Eric is a climbing machine.

No, that's not me -- that's a fellow named Paul
climbing as Eric watches.

Oh, by the way, there are two new works of art in my Art Gallery -- one by Julie, and one by my Dad.

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