Better!

First, let me say with great relief that Mel's leg is looking not only better, but quite good.  Second, today is my birthday, (65!) and the photo above is of dental impressions which my father (a dentist) took of me in 1947. (I was 4) Sister Janie is the keeper of such stuff, and brought them  as a birthday gift to me. I was a serious thumb sucker and the results are apparent in the impressions. The photo is blurry and the details aren't evident, but I thought the size of them was worth showing.

Also worth reflecting—today is the 67th anniversary of the bombing of Pearl Harbor. It was also on a Sunday, and pretty close in time to the very moment I'm writing this. It is interesting to ponder, and compare the times then and now.

I'll be driving with Mel to Forsyth, in a couple of hours—he has another field trip, and will drive his bus back home after the field trip (ROTC to a Branson Christmas parade). He'd left his bus at the barn on Friday to have his surgery (I'd driven in to pick him up after his route). That sounds confusing, I know, but things are backwards for him since he keeps the bus at home.

Huge hugs!