There's a Chill in the Air

Day 335:

I've been talking about the coming Winter for some time, Son, and it would seem it's finally here.  With last nights torrent came a strong cold front that seems as though it's here to stay.  Though good news on the horizon for us, Son.  We're heading South in a few short days, Son!  Off to the Low Country...   Land of warm temperatures, endless golf courses, steamed oysters, fried turkeys, great friends, and family, Boy'O.  The best of all...

In a few short days we'll be packing the family truckster, hitching up a trailer, grabbing you, Mommy, the dogs, Mom-Mom, a trailer, and a load of stuff we'll need for the week.  So for today it's all about prepping and packing, and so that's what we're doing.   Gathering, planning, organizing, and executing.

In the meantime it'll be busy around here, Son.  All sorts of things to do ahead of getting out of here in a few days.  But nothing changes for you, Boy'O.  And you're doing great, Son.   Truly.

Not much more to say, Son... You're sound asleep and dreaming and I'm punching away on a keyboard.  Bit I'm thinking about you, Son.  Always thinking about you...

I love you, Conor.
-Dad