Hey Barry, what's a couple of thousand miles between friends? Stop in on your way through. We'll take you to Hao Mai's for fresh lumpia.

Talked to home today. They have a wedding scheduled for next week. It will be the third or fourth wedding at the farm. They should know better. All the previous weddings ended in divorces.

Dad says the big maple in the yard was damaged in a recent storm. That's a real shame. That tree was beautiful.

Today is September 30, the end of the federal fiscal year, the longest wrk day in the longest work month of the year. I used to hate this month and day. This is such a sweet time of year. I used to drive to work bemoaning my inability to enjoy the days of September. Now I can enjoy them. Retirement is great.

The arm is healing. My only pain now comes from the pair of pins that stick up through the skin. Unfortunately that is a lot of pain. Only 46 days to go...