I went to lunch with Steve, Glenn and his Fed Ex pilot friend from Alabama, then left from there and drove to Frankfort where I picked up the 340, and the owner's wife Amber, and on this super gusty day, and flew it to Ohio to leave it for annual. Ethan came and picked me up in a Saratoga, and we had a longer flight home. I drove back from Frankfort, and I was supposed to have a night flight from 9-11 too, but the weather tanked. Tomorrow I'm supposed to do a T-6 flight. We'll see if the weather holds out for that one. It's getting cold tonight, tomorrow, with 1-3" of snow Wednesday. Oh yay.
Kaylee is in the middle of finals at the moment, and stressing out. But starting to get excited about being at camp this summer as a senior counselor.
Ann is struggling more with her memory. She'll come in and check something four, five, six times. Is forgetting how to do some basic things, and is struggling remembering things like Richard's birthday, or her grandkids names sometimes. It's difficult. I wouldn't write this where she can see it, but she has forgotten about the blog and hasn't read it in a long time. If we ever show her where it is again, I'll delete it. Keep her in your prayers. And maybe us.
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