Calgary Trail – the ride
My son, Tim, took off yesterday. Back to his work in Chicago. We needed to head down to Calgary to get his visa approved, and then to fly out.
The trip was great – I talked too much – but hopefully I’m handing on my wife’s legacy through stories and illustration.
800 kilometers later I arrived home to a hot meal. Not my own cooking, of course. Not at my own house, but at the Kehrer’s. The Kehrer’s had prepared the meal and I just sat back and enjoyed.
Then home, and I’m by myself. We’ll see how that goes. I have a friend coming up next week to stay for a while. And the church has made an effort to be sure I’m not left alone.
Thanks!!
