FOB Smart at 2130 - Wednesday
Happy Birthday to my dear father. I wish I could be there today to take him to Tee Pee Mexican for lunch, or have a beer with him, or hang out with him at home and enjoy a good conversation. Alas, I cannot this year... I spoke with him earlier on the phone and wished him well. I miss him, especially today on his birthday. 1943 and all of the goodness he inherited from Texas is still right there within him! Happy Birthday, Pop.
My work day went rather well today, save for the usual nonsense we often have to put up with in order to be blessed with the honor and privilege of being here in this magnificent land. Life is slowing down here every day fall creeps and continues forward. The chill in the air is evident morning and night and the days have really become beautiful. All we need here are some fall tree colors and a little more rain.
Kaesen is on his way to Seattle for a professional soccer game with his momma and our good friend, Ellen and her baby son tonight after school. He was explaining to me, on his way to school earlier, that he was reviewing a catalog for toys that he could get for himself and his "baby." Funny, I have been looking for toys for Kaesen too.
143, Kaesen.
Good night and good day.
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