My dad ended up on tv coverage of a gay protest outside of a Wal-Mart. No, he wasn't participating, just exiting the area, but it's still funny.
Today I turned a corner and am finally really on the mend--weak, but on the mend. Kaylee had dance, Steve is working on the BBQ Bash among other things, and I'll probably take my first instructing flight in over a week tomorrow if I wake up feeling all right.
And life goes on...
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