Sept, 28, 2014
I dropped George off at the airport. The weather is nice here in Kansas but I had
to make sure he took appropriate clothing for Alaska. He always says he’ll be fine, but I told him
I wanted him back with all his fingers and toes so we packed his warmest winter
hat. He will be glad he did even though
he always insists he will be fine.
George hates to admit it, but he usually will tell me later he was glad
I insisted on some things. I also make
him promise to wear his fanny pack which he does but he has to endure some
razzing from Dave.
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