Boston, Part 4

The final chapter of our trip: GOBFest, the annual Gathering of Bogers. The first such that our family was able to attend (at least, since family reunions acquired their name). It was great! Here's to many more, with the rest of the cousins in attendance, too.

Note: Half the photos below were taken by my semi-professional photographer aunt, Robin Boger. I've included photo credits, but they're hardly necessary: If it's a great portrait or action shot, it's hers. Note, too, that Blogger captioning and photo positioning foiled me this time around--apologies if something looks off. After several hours, I give up.

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First an outing to Sudbury, where they Wayside Inn was a favorite of Longfellow's, and an old grist mill has been restored.

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 Did you know that a real little lamb followed a real Mary to a real school once upon a time? Neither did I. I assumed that it was yet more of our inherited English pastoral nursery tradition. But it's a fully American rhyme and supposedly, historically accurate, too. We visited Mary's school.

Alice and Grandpa, being schooled in the story of Mary and her lamb by a doughty New England schoolmarm:

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In the evening, we gathered for the feast, a sixteen-course tapas extravaganza prepared by Uncle Ken (corporate lawyer turned gourmet chef in retirement), with the unflagging assistance of son-in-law Brad, who may not have realized what he was signing on for when he married into this clan.

 

Alice waits for the meal to begin, while...

...chef and sous chef discuss a detail of the evening's feast...

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...and others get busy with some hoola hoop action...   

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Once we started eating, everyone was too busy to take pictures. But at the end of the night, all were happy campers.