The Lemming has had quite a week. Make that quite a month.
My second-oldest daughter got married.
My father's condition took a turn for the worse.
My new son-in-law got really, really, sick; couldn't eat; a scary several days.
My son-in-law got better, my father got worse. Lots worse.
My father died.
I buried my father and mother's remains yesterday.
And it isn't over yet: I've got the other half of their remains left to bury in Illinois. They were cremated, you see, and the ashes comingled. It isn't as gross or weird as it sounds.
I need to get a bulletin ready for the local Knights of Columbus council. Before Sunday, if humanly possible.
But, hey: no pressure.
The point of going into this detail of my everyday life is in case you've noticed a slight change in tone in these posts. There's more about what's happening with me and the family, at Through One Dad's Eye, whose URL is smalltowndad.blogspot.com, because I changed the name of the blog after starting it.
Oh, well. Life goes on.
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