Well, Hhell! Best laid plans.

Last night was the first night for around the clock 24/7 at the seasonal work at Loop. I was scheduled to be in that area, just to insure everything went smoothly. Just as I was readying to leave, I got a call from my bud K.O.. He is leasing one of my forklifts at his seasonal work at Anson. He told me he thought we had blown a cylinder packing in one of the "twin" main cylinders.

When I arrived, I confirmed his diagnosis. AND, began tearing down the machine to get the cylinder out! When I came back into town last evening, I had the blown cylinder in my pickup.

My Friday began early as I was sitting at the Abilene Hydraulic service door prior to eight this morning. Sure enough, we had blown the piston packing. Dang the luck. As my luck would have it, my friends there didn't have a metric kit that would fit. I located a packing kit at T3 in Brownfield and have been trying to get a truck by to pick it up.

The suspense is killing me.

I met Rian and Erica this morning as they were going through Abilene. We spent about an hour visiting and Rian fed me McDonald's breakfast! I am not free to divulge their destination at this point in time. They had spent the night in Roscoe last night and I think they saw most of the cousins, along with Memama and Pepa and Aunt Pat.

I saw pictures of hail drifted up in Lubbock yesterday. In fact Rian and Eric'a house had a "hail man" Erica sent me a picture of.

I know it rained three inches at the seasonal work and they had hail as well.

Not what the doctor ordered. And not what the farmers in that area would want either!

I am hopeful we can avoid any inclimate weather around Roscoe!

Gotta git!

Have a day!

FATHER, YOU know!