Sunday, March 07, 2004

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We flew up to Salt Lake for my granddaughter's blessing. My mother and my son Rick and his wife Jessie drove up in one car while son-in-law Mark and my daughter Val drove up in another. It was a smooth flight up but a bit rougher coming back. The landing! Oh my was the landing rough! We hit hard and bounced. The second time down was much smoother. Now it was a turboprop, but it was even rougher than usual.

They had us scattered all over the plane coming back, but I stole a kid's seat and he went to the back and sat in mine.

This made for what seems to be a short weekend. Well, this is going to be short, I'm going to bed.