THREE GUESSES WHO THIS DUDE IS.....HE OFTEN FISHED IN ALABAMA....HERE IS HIS CATCH OF   THE DAY...SHEEPSHEAD....I’LL TELL U IN A LATER POST

IF ANYBODY HAS A GOOD PHOTO OF PEOPLE, MORE CLOSE UP AND CLEAR AND INTERESTING, EMAIL ME SO I CAN POST IT.  (Old photos are interesting, graduation pics, baby ones..parties,weddings)
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GREAT DAY ON THE KEWEENAW LOOP...COFFEE STOP AT ESREY PARK

GOT A PIC FROM BRITA HAAPALA...PETE HOLDING ONE OF HER SONS AFTER BAPTISM

MORE KEWEENAW

MY TWIN AND I IN CALIFORNIA.  IT WAS OUR 75 BIRTHDAY SEVEN YEARS AGO....THE LAST ONE WE HAD TOGETHER WAS WHEN WE WERE 16

MY GRANDSON PETE TOROLA AND I WERE AT BREAKIES FOR A HIKE A FEW DAYS AGO

A FISHERMAN SHOWING ME THE TEETH OF A SHEEPSHEAD 

SORRY, THIS SHOULD HAVE BEEN FIRST....SUNSET ON OUR STREET AT SIESTA BAY IN FLORIDA 

BRIAN CHATTING W A FISHERMAN AND WATCHING HIM CLEAN HIS FISH

THIS GUY WAS WAITING FOR FISH GUTS

VISITING CAROL HELMINEN AS WE LEFT FLORIDA FOR LOUISIANA...SIX FEET APART

BRIAN EATING CRAB...WE HAUNTED THE DOCKS WHERE HE COULD LOOK AT BOATS AND BUY SHRIMP AND A CRAB

EATING DELICIOUS SHRIMP

BRIAN CRACKING OPEN CRAB CLAWS FOR THE MEAT.  I SURE DIDNT CARE FOR IT...IT WAS STRINGY/TOUGH

Checking out Ft.Meyers one evening.  People were sitting next to the closed beach in parking lots to watch the sun go down.

Mounted police having photo/drone shoots on the beach

This sure is a different kind of police thing, so they could watch the beach...even had cameras 

Brian checking it out

STAN KESTI....HE SANG AT MANY WEDDINS AND FUNERALS....HE AND RUTH WERE GOOD FRIENDS OF OURS..(pic from Heidi raisanen who sent it ti Mikko Halonen....Mikko said “we grew up with Pete, Stan and Aabo”

A FUNNY STORY ABOUT STAN.  IT WAS HIS FIRST TIME TO SING AT A FUNERAL.  HE MADE A QUICK STOP OVER, TO ASK WHERE WAS   THIS FUNERAL HOME, SO I TOLD HIM.   HE LEFT, AND CAME STORMING INTO THE HOUSE  AFTER THE FUNERAL, ALL SHOOK UP.  HE SAID IN A LOUD VOICE, “ELLEN TOROLA, MAY THE BLUEBIRD OF HAPPINESS CRAP ALL OVER YOUR BIRTHDAY CAKE,,”. I said, shocked,  “WHY?”  I SENT HIM TO THE WRONG FUNERAL HOME...IT PROBABLY WAS THE FIRST YEAR WE LIVED IN THE COPPER COUNTRY,SO I  MADE A MISTAKE,  HE WAS ALMOST LATE FOR THE FUNERAL, AND BEING IT WAS HIS FIRST TIME SINGING, HE WAS REALLY SHOOK UP.  OF COURSE I APOLOGIZED (TRYING TO HIDE MY GRIN)

Brian looking at an electric cart at Ruth Nara’s home...(like  the Bluffs but 20 times larger)