I got some bad news last night. My “Uncle” Harold died recently. I grew up with his family in Kenya. He was a hero to me of language study and the idea that I could learn anything if I had a book to teach me.

Always learning new words. Spanish AND English!

I took my Mom to the airport today. This notice kind of alarmed me. Everything turned out fine.

Español!

OYB!

We got to the airport in plenty of time.

Had to change plans about working on the column that K hit at Young World.

Listened to Don Cheto. Learned some new family words.

Wrote a letter to ENT of Georgia about a bill for Jessi’s operation. Our insurance should have covered it all.

Ashley sent me some picture of the girls in their back yard. Miles and Ashley have been sick. I’ll pick the girls up tomorrow morning. They’ll spend the night with us Friday night.

Signed up to spot the International Space Station again. I need my Mac Air to sign up. I couldn’t do it on my iPhone.

Just keep going.