So, here he is- on his way.  Our first Christmas without our boy.  I guess what my friend says is true: he’s now a young man.  He’s going to see his California family.  The excitement he had getting on the bus was only matched by his grandma’s excitement when we called to let her know he was on his way.

His bus trip did run into some trouble in Oklahoma where they had unusual ice storms.  His trip was rerouted through Dallas and Phoenix.  He should be there today.

I had to show the back, too.  Look out, Grandma, he brought his mandolin.  Ask him to play Angels we have heard on High.

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