My wife and I are back home in The Dalles where it’s nice to once again sleep in your own bed and return to your regular routine. There is something to be said for the familiar.

It was a nice trip visiting my son and daughter. (I still don’t know what they really do.) And I think I passed another year where they won’t feel the need to take care of me — yet! But there was something I did for the first time — and no, it wasn’t bungee jumping.