Teh Squeaky Wheel
MamaK seemed satisfied re the folks who showed-up yesterday for the family visitation; hope that is so, rather than just her graciousness. Met PapaK’s best friend of forty years; he and his wife drove down from IN; seemed liked (unsurprisingly) lovely people.
Also met some of the folks from the local veteran’s group who helped sort-out the military honors being accorded to PapaK. Nice guys and I was appreciative of the opportunity to thank them personally because it means so much to the family.
Coping continues; your support has been greatly appreciated, too.
A blessed Sabbath, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa!
Please excuse the slow-typing -- I have very little voice at the moment. All the dry materials we work with on the floats suck the moisture out of the air, get in your nasal passages and throat, and result in chapped lips, dry scratchy throats, and stuffy noses.
We’ve been leaving home at 9 am and returning at 11:30 pm, or so for 4 straight days. This morning we slept in and will go back up in the afternoon and work through the night to finish everything up. Judging of the floats is tomorrow morning.
Fatwa -- I’m glad everything went well, yesterday. It sounds like your FIL was a good man and well respected. Give your lovely bride a hug for me.
The float-building side-effects sound like teh suck; hope they clear-up quickly after tonight’s final push. Best wishes for a relatively easy completion and a finished product the judges love.
PapaK was, indeed, a good guy whose company I enjoyed. (Lucked out with him and MamaK.)
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Hellcoldflu. Not. Fun. Best wishes to all and thoughts and prayers to those that need ’em and even those of you that don’t!