I can't believe it's time to go home. We had a great time at the luau dinner. Water skiing, tubing, jet ski, duck boat riding, and total bonding for all the kids. I can say the same thing about my cousins, love them dearly.
We got home this evening and I drove my car up the service drive to start loading my car. I was driving back to the parking lot and the exit was blocked by a truck. There was a wedding party going on in one of the townhouses, so it was obvious where I had to go. I talked to a group of guys, young pups, and it was Michaels truck. They went to find him. 30 minutes later the truck got moved. They gave me a beer, but finally I said, listen, I'm 49yrs old, my car has been running and I've got to get back to Iowa before you suck out all the gas I just bought.
I have forgotten what the condition of my house looked like before we left...I'm guessing not pretty, all I know is Ben had the time of his life on vacation.
I gave all my relatives Jack's rememberance bands that didn't arrive in time for his service. One night, Ben told me it was so neat to see everyone wearing a blue band. I can't speak for Ben, but I think it made him happy...he loved his dad.
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