Trip
Dog in kennel, car washed. gassed up, and packed with liquid oxygen and pariphenalia. Bags nearly packed, lawn mowed. Meds and toiletries and sundries must be rounded up. Tomorrow we are off for Idaho Falls. Daughters and niece have been and gone reporting fun. Dianne's sister got there today. We will arrive tomorrow, Dianne's brother's son will be in from Afghanistan on the thirtieth. If the cancer doesn't kill him the attention will.