Thursday, September 29, 2011

Six days on the road....

It has actually been more than six days. More like two weeks. I am eager to end this road trip tomorrow night when I roll home around 2300 hours.

I am feeling a little melancholy today, as it is my dad's birthday. He would have been 72 years old. Even though he has been gone for some years now, and the pain of his passing has eased somewhat, I wish I could see him one more time. Sitting around talking politics, about the books we have been reading, drinking and talking and arguing late into the night. I wish I could hug him tightly, and tell him I love him, and to hear him tell me that he loves me, too.

I miss you, dad. And I love you.
Your son,

Thursday, September 1, 2011

The Night They Drove Ol' Dixie Down

And the people were singing.....

I am not singing tonight. Too tired. Maybe in the morning I will be singing a different tune. College football is back. In days gone by I might have been excited, reading the newspaper about the latest goings-on on the various campuses, listening to pundits on talk radio, but no more. I just can't get into it.