Getting kind of apprehensive. Always do before going on a trip, but it’s the good kind, mostly excitement, mostly trying to remember everything we’re supposed to do.
I’ll be off the OKP until Monday probably, but with a little luck, I’ll get some time to meet up with Jawbone for a drink or ten. This isn’t exactly a happy trip to Florida. This will probably be the last time we see Marie’s mom, who’s fading away in a nursing home from inoperable heart problems, and that’s going to be a tough realization especially when it’s time to leave. The lady will be 90 on Friday, and she’s been a damn good soul for as long as I’ve had the pleasure to know her.
If I don’t get a chance later, take care OKP, I’ll see ya on the flip side of this trip.
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