Note, this is the second instance of me drafting a blog post on an aircraft.

Twin Rocks, not Oregon?

I have some buddies who have very clever spouses. I value their wisdom. Not because they are married. Not because they are friends of mine. I value the wisdom of the spouses because they have spent a considerable amount of time with guys whom I love. Guys for whom, given the proper cause, I would gladly die.

I have not spent much time doing anything. I tend to move. I move from place to place for a variety of reasons. Some reasons are mine. Some are yours. Some ours.

When leaving the home of one of these buddies in June, I had an epiphany. Life is a shirt. When I see someone wearing an item I like, I often tell the person. The item might suit the person better than the item would suit me. A shirt might look nice on some guy. Would that shirt look nice on me?

 I admire persistent folks.