Travel Thursday went smoothly. I woke up before my alarm, set to ring at 4:15, was at the airport by 4:50, through security very quickly, and at the gate in plenty of time for the 6:05 flight. Oh, how I love living so close to the airport! We had almost an hour delay in Phoenix, but when we arrived in Indianapolis the snow flurries had stopped; temperature hovered around 30 degrees, with a cloudy sky. I picked up my car, a black Kia Forte, and drove to Cynthia and Bob's, where we enjoyed chatting. When they were ready to go to bed, I went upstairs also, and although it was only 6:30 Pacific time, I climbed into bed and fell asleep almost immediately.
Friday morning, after breakfast, I reviewed my notes for the teleconference with the attorney, then drove to Dad's. John and Margaret had arrived the day before, so I was glad to see them. After my phone call and lunch, J, M and I drove to Hoopeston (about 25 miles away) to see relatives and visit the cemetery where Mom is buried. As we drove we continued the conversation Dad had started earlier about cremation versus burial. Claudia prepared a delicious ham for dinner, with green beans, scalloped potatoes, and cheesecake.
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