Today, for the last time, I walked to the kitchen at work for a moring cup of coffee. It's kind of sad. I discovered yesterday that it's also a little bit...liberating. I won't know that again until next week. Possibly Tuesday.

I also just talked to Kendle on the phone. He said that his mom called and that his mom's uncle may have just passed away. We're waiting to hear back from his mom for the final report on that. I really don't like funerals, given a choice. Unfortunately, we don't always have a choice, do we?
[update] The funeral will be a private, graveside ceremony with only the wife and children/gradchildren. Say a prayer for them...today is his grandson's 13th b-day. I don't have to say anything more about that.