Leaving On A Jetplane

Thursday, around noon, and so far I have generally good news to report. Everyone leaving from Greensboro is here, packed on the plane like sardines, and ready to go. The one hitch is Pat's travel plans. He's coming from Charleston, and his connection to Chicago is delayed, meaning he won't be getting into Wausau with us. We told him to just hitch a ride to Eagle River from the airport and we'll see him later. One good omen: they had a golden calf at the airport. Coincidence? Who knows but it couldn't hurt. Of course, we had to keep Mac from smashing it with some stone tablets.

They just told me to shut it down, so next post from Chicago.