Our Story So Far: My parents’ languid day to recover from coast-to-coast jet lag has turned into a genealogical and historical treasure hunt. My dad has mentioned nonchalantly that a Civil War veteran named Richardson lived next door to his family in south Texas in the 1930′s and 1940′s. “He had an old canteen with [...]
A relatively cool [85 deg. F.], slightly overcast, but muggy, start to the Independence Day weekend around the Nation’s Capital . . . my parents, visiting from California, are content to spend this humid day checking out my new abode in Tysons Corner and having the conversations that older people have with their middle-aged progeny. [...]
