In looking for pictures of Dido (Mia says, "See Dido"), we ran across these:

HAHAHA!!

What happens when your glass baking dish shatters in the oven. Birthday breakfast. Ooops!

It's the "Eye of the Dido" - they could make a song about that!!

It's a little spooky seeing your name on a headstone. Danny was my Dad's twin brother - he had hydrocephalus, I believe, and lived only about 6 weeks. Mom and Dad named me after Danny, and as Pop aged in years, "Oh Danny Boy" was one of his favorite songs, in remembrance of little Danny.
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