So yesterday was Pop-Pop's funeral down in Richmond. It was a quiet affair with maybe fifty or so people in attendance, nothing compared to my father's funeral which overpacked the church. It was a nice one nonetheless. I actually misnoted his age in my previous post. He was 95. My uncle gave the eulogy for him. Minaly he just thanked the two ( Read more... )

Erin was driving us home North on I-95 this evening. We were in the express lanes South of D.C. I start to get this funny feeling. I tell her that she might want to look out for cops. She slows down to a passable level. No sooner has she done so than I spy I cop parked facing us on the opposite side of the diamond lanes w/ his lights out. ( Read more... )