Dick, Amy and I are heading to W Palm Beach, leaving Mayberry at o’dark thirty to go to the airport for our flight.
It will be a happy/sad occasion. We are attending a memorial service for our nephew Tim, Bob’s oldest son. We’ll see lots of family and friends, and share some good memories, eat dinner at his favorite restaurant, and take lots of photos.
He was a cute little fella and a good guy; gone way too soon.
Tim, we’ll miss ya, buddy…and always remember you with a smile. May you RIP…at last.