My dad was going to have a hip operation, yesterday in fact and I was heading out west to be with him while he recovered. As many of you know he died Oct 27 and even though I'm starting to feel a little better, there are parts of every day I think of him and parts of ever day I'm sad. There are fleeting moments when I want to call and realize I can't and those are the worst.
In case you missed this entry here's another look at what I thought of Lou.
I'm going back home in a couple of weeks to close down his house. That should be a lot of fun!
After that I'm not sure when or why I'd be going back. Man this sucks.
Category: HumbleStuff
