laramie

In brief:
I survived a weekend with family, flights to and from San Francisco and the memorial service for my uncle.

I learned that there are not one, but two terminals at the Minneapolis airport. I got to ride the light rail from the Humphrey to the Lindberg terminal - just in time to catch my flight.

Airport security confiscated one of my Swiss Army knives.

I went through a lot of Uncle Jim's artwork and put it in portfolios. I'm looking forward to scanning it and putting it online.

I saw ambertatge! (We Did Lunch and cruised The Camino.)

I met Jean Schulz and Nat Gertler.

I sang with Asi and Joyce (on guitar) at the memorial service.

I saw roses blooming in December. Also palm trees. Eucalyptus grows like a weed out there (I brought some leaves back with me.)

I looked down on the clouds, and on mountain tops rising like islands from a sea of mist.

I got charge $56 for parking at the airport.