Hot Summer Nights

Day 164:

Summer is here, Conor.  It's hot today, Son. Or as they say in Mommy's hometown, "It gonna get close ta'day!"  Meaning the Sun is going to be close to the Earth, thus heating it to a point of "Dear God, it's HOT!"  Today fit that bill.

Sadly we had a memorial service for a man who served his country well, and lived his life according to a very simple set of guidelines.  "Have a great time.  If you're not, do something else."  My friend Rick Sayers was a good and decent man, and one I didn't have the opportunity to know well enough, Son.  And more over, one you never met...  But what  guy.

Rick rode with your Uncle Scotty from Beaufort, SC to the DC area at least a half a dozen times.  And each time, he was just happy to be here.  Life was simple for Rick.   "Have a great time.  If you're not, do something else."

We'll all miss Rick, Son.  He was a good man. One you should have known...

In his honor, and for the sake of having a great time with really good people whom made that ride with me, but moreover for Rick, Mommy and I had the guys back to the house to drink beer, eat steak, and have a really great time...  All your Uncles - Scotty, Doug, Bear, Daubert, Nelson, and Ziggy a lll came to see you and to have fun and to really enjoy themselves - and I'm all to happy to accommodate that.

Tomorrow I'm riding to the Wall, Son.  For the 9th year in a row - a ride I vow to not ever miss as much as I vow to never miss an entry in this blog.

Conor, you're it, Son. And I love you.

Always-
Dad