Well, Uncle Harry died and his memorial is today.   Nicest guy you could know.

Tomorrow I head home after breakfast with the brothers.  Beth is in the Netherlands, so while I probably would have excluded her anyway, I didn’t have to tell her to miss this meal.  Should be an interesting breakfast.

Many calls from the home front this trip, not necessarily from Nina.

Tori is out in Florida trying to find a new boyfriend and while I find it strange that she’s doing this at Disneyland I wholly support her effort to find happiness, even if it’s a talking mouse or some other critter.

I saw Kleyweg today.  He looked good standing in the ghetto, almost natural.  He held out his hand and I gave him $20.  It was only after I had driven away that I realized he wanted to shake hands and wasn’t panhandling.  Don, you owe me $20 you ugly thing.

Visited with Archie today too.  Damn, I’ve been busy!  We had a nice chat.  She’s amazed at Nina.  Not going to tell you why.  It’s more fun that way.

Well, I have to wash the ghetto/Kleyweg smell off of me and change to go to the memorial.  Looking forward to seeing all the people and regretting that it takes someone dying to bring them together.  Such is life.

Peace