We're back moving after a family setback. My Dad died March 12th. He was 94. His heart just wore out. Not unexpected, but you're never prepared when things like this happen.
My Dad loved trains. The family requested a military burial with honor guard, and the local unit came through with a very professional job despite terrible weather. My Dad loved trains, so it was quite moving to hear the train whistles during and after Taps.
Nothing is really back to normal, but we're back on the road. We moved to Stone Mountain State Park, Georgia today. We're here to visit Donna's brother near Atlanta. And as it always seems to happens, we're already dreading the weather we're going to have to travel through next week.
So that gets everyone up to date. Thanks for dropping by and checking up on us. David