Crazy week with a crazy Saturday. Got home late last night from Wyoming, only to get up early to go with Connor to present the wreaths on veterans graves, which is happening all across America today. Regardless of being tired, it was a cool experience. Very respectful ceremony in the rain. It seemed fitting. Then ran home to turn around to go to Connor's civil air patrol banquet. That went too long, but it was enjoyable. Now trying to get in some requirements, billing my clients, and working a little at the new Do Jung. Lots on my plate. I'll need extra knives and forks to get it all down. Leave you with a cool quote I saw in a movie: "Two most important days of your life, the day you were born and the day you found out why." Mark Twain