I too have fond memories of that wonderful rambling house in Sharon. Caroline and I sitting on the floor of an upstairs bedroom watching I Know Where I'm Going while Kendall crabbed about our crappy movie and the baseball game downstairs. When he started giving us all the reasons that the whirlpool scene was wrong we threw him out.
There was another night with a total eclipse of the moon.
There is always magic in that house.
Congratulations on 50. I hope you see 50 more.
Mary