Well, I broke my record of not missing a day entering a word or two on our blog. The office where my sister-in-law has her computer is also being used as a bedroom for company. By the time I remembered about doing the blog, the company was in bed. You all will have to pretend that it is yesterday as you continue to read.

John's brother and his family hit the road to Ohio bright and early yesterday morning (Wednesday). John's long time friend, John B., took us out for breakfast and that gave us time to do some catching up and put more pressure on him to visit us in Texas. The rest of the afternoon, John, his sisters, and I sorted through all of Pop's things. There were some tears, much laughter, and many fond memories recalled. All I can say is that Pop was one organized dude and a meteculus record keeper--he had kept record of every time he filled his gas tank, noting the gallons of gasoline purchased and the cost, since 1937 until he stopped driving. He probably filled his car two or three times for the cost of one gallon today. We also found a book where he kept track of his earnings back in the 30's. His federal income tax was, are you ready, 90 cents.

For supper last night we had, you guessed it, Philly Cheese Steaks. Bill, Carol T, and I ate our entire sub, John and his sister only ate half. They wanted us to be envious of them at lunch time today. The six of us spent the remainder of the evening sitting in front of a nice fire just talking and sharing more memories.

A little footnote for our kids. Remember when Pop would come to visit and would always come in the house with a North West Airlines napkin in his shirt pocket--he would use that napkin during his stay--didn't need a new one. Well, Pop had paper napkins wrapped up with a rubber band in his sock drawer. We all laughed so hard, checking to see if any were from Northwest Airlines.