Fierce Kiss Volleys

I felt a kiss from Dad, today. I know it was him because it scared the bejeebers out of me and it was cold persperation on my cheek. I think the hours of volley practice teaches you to catch more than just a volley. Your reflexes are ready to receive the volleys of kisses from "those whose rest is won".

Dad and Baby Ben in '89

Oh happy ones and holy, Lord, give us grace that we, like them, the meek and lowly, on high may dwell with Thee!

Em not watching and Ez got lost!

We miss your pesky double checking where they are. We miss your constant yelling about where are they going and to whom will they be talking and how long will they be there, etc.
While I was driving around the neighborhood, I knew it was because my Emily wasn't at her post that this happened. 2 hours later we found him where he was all along. You would have known that already. It wouldn't have cost the years off our lives that we worried looking for him (Ez).
Thanks for all you do!