Remo, Remo Williams, as the Hash House Harriers say, “On, On!”
Today was definitely a new phase of my excellent adventure. Martha, Joe, and i rose a bit late. This could be a product of operating on different time zones, but i suspect that the three of us staying up until nearly 2:00 a.m. EST might have had some impact on rising around 7:30 a.m.
But then, we went to work. It is bittersweet and sometimes a conflict among common sense, practicality, emotions, a desire to preserve history, and a concern about destroying things you can never retrieve.
But my brother, sister, and i persevered with humor, great memories, and a sense of balance we could not achieved tackling this task alone.
i was continually awed at the history, of my family, of the history denoted from as far back as the early 1800’s, of Lebanon, Tennessee, and connections to regions of the country i didn’t even know was connected to my family.
The evening is moving toward dinner with Martha and Todd’s son and his family. Tommy and Abby Duff have three daughters, and the youngest, Allie, is a almost-three delight of smiles.
We will chill for the evening, and tomorrow, we will go at it again. It looks like it will three more full days.
But it’s fun Remo, and no karate is involved…yet.