Some of you may know that my father-in-law, Warren's dad, died very rapidly after being diagnosed with a rare type of pancreatic and liver cancer. About three weeks before we left Ireland we learned that he had a tumor on his pancreas. The prognosis was not good, but the time frame was well received and there was no reason to panic. Warren was quite concerned, of course, and anxious to find a time to get out there after we returned to the states. Four days after we got home, Warren was on an airplane to Denver, and things were not going well. We flew Jonathan out the following Thursday and Don died on Friday. Shocking. U.n.b.e.l.i.e.v.a.b.l.e.
This week, I spent a few days in Austin, Texas with a good friend from Worcester. We stayed with Ann and Staci, friends Warren and I made while we lived in Austin when he attended seminary. It was great to see them. My friend and I ate lots of Mexican food and barbeque and watched bats and looked at beads and fabric and drank beer and ate gingerbread pancakes. It was a great few days; it was a great way to "seal the deal" on my 60th birthday.
So now I'm back. The farm stand is going great guns and we are trying to eat fresh corn on the cob every day before it's all gone for the season! I love that place so much!
