Sad Return Back To My Family Home...
I'm getting on a Delta airliner at 6:30 AM this morning flying from Tulsa toward Atlanta, then meeting my sister for the drive to the Farm in Alabama to attend the funeral of my Uncle...Mom's youngest Brother.
It's an expensive trip in both time and money out of pocket, but I simply cannot justify missing the ceremony since I've known and respected the GREAT man for 52 years.
Today I find myself in the position of rapidly assuming the title of oldest living man on both sides of my family tree--Maternal and Paternal--a title which I reluctantly assume since the alternative is definitely less attractive.
(Sorry for the light posting recently but I'm up to my eyeballs in Injuneering work and my brain is too fried to think after 5 PM CST.)