You'll Hardly Know I'm Gone

We leave tomorrow earlyish to head for our 50th reunion. They call it Traditions Weekend now and the reminders to give money are already more than other years, and we haven't even got there yet. We will be going down by the more coastal route which includes two ocean ferries, which I took with Sons #1&3 when we went down to Parris Island for their brother's graduation from Basic in 2009.  Tracy has never been that route. Which route we go through Long Island and NYC is TBD.

When we went to Ireland last year I preloaded posts for you to read while I was gone.  I enjoyed it so much I have quadrupled down on it.  Each day will have music from 1971-75, plus a reprise post from 2011, plus other recent posts that were not time sensitive and I thought could delay publication for a few weeks.  There are a few reposted series, so you'll have plenty of AVI to lift your spirits. Now that I am briefly back on the news I have gone back and changed a few of the recent ones. One of the main things I learned is that CS Lewis was right: If something big happens, people will tell you about it, you don't have to go looking. FOMO is wasted.

I may check in and read your comments but I will not reply until after I am back.  Talk among yourselves. 

Actually, any attention is good attention.  Talk about me all you like. Even better, more than you'd like.  As much as I'd like.