Geoffrey Long
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Calling hours down, a funeral to go.

So right now I'm in Ohio, lying on my old bed, talking with Kate on iChat and mentally digesting the day. Our Internet connection in Bethesda came back this morning, so I did a couple hours of client stuff before climbing into the car for the marathon drive back to Ohio. Six hours later, I was changing into my suit for my aunt's calling hours. The calling hours were about what I expected – it was nice to see family and old friends.

Weird bonus Cool Thing: Sheldon, the fellow who owns the funeral parlor, is an old friend of the family and member of our church, and after the calling hours were through he took Dad and I out to his garage and showed us his old cars. Someday, in a book, I will feature a funeral home director with an old-style Mini Cooper, an MG, and a Rolls Royce.

The Mini was very, very cool.

Anyway, tomorrow is the funeral. I'm trying to squeeze some client work in around all this other stuff, but it's a bit tricky. Wish me luck.

Sorry for the disjointed nature of this post. It's been a weird day.


Hang in there. You're doing great :-)

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