O.K., let the records show, my knees have not forgiven me for the four miles walking Tuesday.

I had a friend suggest tonight that I get a bike and rid it sixteen miles. (He says that is the equivalent of four miles walking or running).

It has been a crazy kind of day.

First of all, Memama and Pat are on a road trip. Tonight they are in Sinton to watch Rileyroo play football. They are going to stop by in the morning and visit Terri before heading North to see Robyn and ultimately arrive in Clifton to see Coach's Buckaroos play football.

An interesting sideline to this is that when they left Roscoe, Memama forgot her hearing aids. They asked me to go to her house and get them. They gave me a list of possible locations. After about forty minutes, I was ready to give up when I picked up a bunch of bananas. Who would believe that Memama's bananas wear hearing aids! They dropped out.

I hit the road with the hearing aids, driving to meet Pat and Memama.

My day was sketched to remove and replace drive tires on two forklifts. These are the solid pneumatics. This means they are a pain in the shop to dismount and mount. Over the years I have found if you use a torch and heat the rim, the tires will dismount themselves. Thing is, it is a long process. Probably three hours for each tire from the time you remove it from the machine , dismount the tire, mount the new tire and replace it on the forklift.

Needless to say, I didn't get through today!

Linda had called me and asked me to go to FSA with her. Jason was out of town. It seems that when they were going through some of Fred's things earlier this year they ran across a stack of checks that were never deposited. We were trying to gather info on what to do with the checks because with the foreclosure on Fred's farm and the bankruptcy discharge, there is no debt to apply them to.

Not so says the County Supervisor. However he also said that bankruptcy is in state court and has no jurisdiction on federal issues.

I call BS. Bankruptcy court is Federal.

We gave them some things to gather for us after they asked Linda to gather some info for them.

It's going to be interesting I think.

I left Sweetwater about four thirty. Drove to Abilene, hopped in the tub, out of the tub, shaved, got dressed and drove back to Sweetwater for a visitation at McCoy funeral home.

My friends, Billy and Chuck Arpe, along with their sister Patricia, lost their mother Tuesday. She had been in retirement facility near Weatherford but died in a Granbury hospital Tuesday.

Graveside services are in the morning at Roscoe Cemetery.

Billy, Chuck and I spent part of the evening reminiscing about growing up.

The evening just re-enforced how magical it was to grow up in Roscoe and surrounding area.

So my plan tomorrow is, graveside, barn, Memama's house, and I am toying with the idea of staying over there and going to the Lumberyard to hear Britt Lloyd and his band. Britt is the son of my classmate, David Lloyd.

Shoot, I might even spend the night over there if it gets too late. I'll just have to see.

Hope your day was a good one!

FATHER, I lift up the Arpe family for YOUR gifts of comfort and care I lift up Pat and Memama on their road trip, that YOU would bless them with safe travel. To YOU be the glory!