I have no idea, but my angel is home for the holidays and so is everybody else. Bud made the trip safely, despite weather delays and plane changes, brother Bruce is here also and the rest of the family shows up in a couple hours. With diagrams and flow charts and continuous trips to food stores I believe I’ve figured out how to house eleven people for the holidays. I’m on the run now to pick up a ham and a roast from the friendly German butcher around the corner but Sophie wanted to, every so coyly, say hello to Rhett as she boards Friday’s Ark.
I’ll update today and tomorrow Buckminster Fuller Comes to Dinner and I remember the Ford Rotunda as I revive my childhood Christmas Story.