Evening, everyone.
I finally have time to sit down and write something. Drove up to Louisville Thursday through enough rain that it was getting sucked into the air cleaner and making the computer go all wonky. It stopped raining overnight and the computer seemed happy again, so the rest of the trip to Cleveland was uneventful.
Bill's military burial went very well. The Army does a good job when they bury one of their own. It was cloudy and threating but the rain held off until after the ceremony. The honor guard had a bagpiper that played
Amazing Grace. It's a beautiful song but I've heard it so many times at police and firefighter funerals that I've really grown to hate it.

My sister, Connie, held up pretty well considering. We had a wake at her niece's house afterwards and I had a chance to vist with some of my cousins, most of which I haven't seen for about 20 years. Holy cow, have we ever gotten old!

It just seems really weird to see guys you played with as a kid now bald, fat, and using canes. I'm the oldest in the family and feel really blessed to still have my health and be in pretty good shape.
Bob, Connie was told Bill was eligible for burial at Arlington, but it would have been at least two years before they had a grave site. Connie really wanted his grave closer to her, and the Western Reserve cemetery is fairly new and had sites available. It turns out he also has the Silver Star with Oak Leaf Clusters but he was never awarded the additional medal. They had a new one made and presented to Connie as part of the ceremony. Like I said, the Army does a nice job honoring their vets.
Haven't had a chance to read much else but I should have a little time now before I get back on the road Tuesday. Jeffrey, it seems like you should have a jelly donut before you work on that van again.
Steve, you mean a bunch of drunks were having a fight while the steam engine went by? I would have stopped fighting long enough to at least look at the train. Nice pictures though. That sure was a blue sky for gloomy old England.
My boys were holy terrors when they were teenagers. I think me beng a cop made it worse, since they tended to get off easy when they got arrested. Once I finally got my head screwed on straight, I told everyone to treat them just like anyone else and let them spend a few nights in jail. They straightened up pretty fast when they realized they were going to have to dance with the guy with most cigarettes.
Dianna is out in Colorado visiting wth her best friend. I swear, every time she goes on a trip, something happens at home. I got a phone call from my alarm company that they dispatched the police because they had a break-in alarm and a person in the house that didn't know the password. Turns out it was Amanda. She forgot she set the alarm when she left and then set it off when she came back. It has a really loud siren as well as notifying the central monitoring station. She panicked and forgot the code to turn off the alarm and forgot the password when the alarm company called. It's really hard to remember - her mother's middle name.

The cops were getting ready to haul her off when the alarm company got me on the cell phone and I verified her identity. She's a straight 4.0 in college but sometimes has the common sense of a hamster.
I hope everyone else is doing as well as can be expected. I'm hoping that life will be a little more placid when I get back...assuming the termites haven't eaten more of the house.