Maybe we should not be looking at the local newspaper while on vacation. Today, I found out another classmate died this month. Six. Six since June 30. Plus a classmates's wife. I know we're gettng older, but this is devastating.
The last time I saw Paul was when he came to our house in 2002 for a class reunion picnic. He brought his son who swam while we visited. He was a great musician, father, husband and friend.
It was 100 degrees today and we were limp. Instead of hiking we took a trolley tour of Sedona and then spent the afternoon at the pool. Not a bad deal since it was most likely my last outside swim of the year. We had the entire pool and patio to ourselves. It was strangely quiet.
We had dinner down the street at the Javelina Cantina. Fajitas, sangria, chips and salsa. Delicious! Then we spent the evening watching the lunar eclipse. Just think of it. People all over the Western Hemisphere were watching the same natural phenomenon with awe and wonder. Great night. Tomorrow, we return to Las Vegas for the Mat Franco show and then fly home on Tuesday. Actually, I can't wait to get home.
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