Hello from Mt Kisco. Diane and I are here part way back on our trip home to Vt. We were down seeing max and jac. Its hotter than hades here.. well into the 90s.. We hung out on the boat, moving slowly to stay cool

Around 7 our friend carl showed up from texas.. and our friend sumner from Vermont showed up, max, jac, our friend sumner, carl , diane and i found a great air conditioned pizza place for dimmer

We also heard from gabe who's now in Barcelona ! He called at 2:15..which was 8:15 over there. He told us it was the best 8:15 ever ! He sent us some pics of Isabella's place.. It looks fantastic ! Were so grateful toIsabella's family for hosting Gabe and Raya..!

Now im too tired to write..more to tomorrow..

Nite all, nite sam

-me

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Very quiet day today. The big news is that we put game on a plane to Barcelona. He's going to visit a friend he made who was an exchange student here this year. I'm really proud of him wanting to travel like this. This is not the first time he's actually jumped on a plane and gone somewhere else in the world. In fact our kids traveled quite a bit. I think Gabe is been to about 10 countries at this point. He always brags that he's been to Uruguay and I have not. You got to settle the score some point I'm just proud that he wants to explore the world.

It's funny that several folks have asked me if we are hyper protective of our kids after what we have gone through as a family. It's strange, if anything I feel We are all a bit more adventurous.

The way I look at it, you have to let your kids go and explore the world themselves. …and Trust that they will learn the world their own way.

I'm so excited that Gabe has the travel bug that I have. It is added so much to my life.
Safe travels my son
Night all, night Sam
-me

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I remember when my kids were small there was a tradition. When ever a kid had a last day in class … For example the kid was moving to another city… they called it the happy last day. The irony was clear even to a kindergartner. There was very little happy about it. the happy last day was indeed a sad one in some ways. All the talk about new beginnings, new friends, new adventure… paled in comparison to the sense of impending loss.

That's how I felt the last couple of days As about 400 of my friends and acquaintances here in Burlington said goodbye to their Jobs . I could not help thinking about the happy last day. As I said in my blog last night, for some this is a real opportunity. But for some it is not. For all, it is forced change with the attendant feeling of helplessness and lack of control. (I for one have learned to welcome these forced changes because it makes one make up one's mind)

Yesterday I went on a walk around my old area just to say goodbye to people . it was hard Seeing everyone empty in their lives into bins and boxes. Many of the hallways were empty. I took this picture of all of the plants that were orphaned by this move. Somehow it struck me as so sad. felt like watering the mall and telling them it would be alright… Will it be alright?

I followed my friend John as he left the plant for presumably the last time. It was powerful moment.

Headed to a local bar which is synonymous in my mind for leaving. It's been that way for 30 years. It was a crowd of people they're talking about the day. 90% of them have lost jobs… But the mood was pretty good. People were talking about their next careers and their memories… I heard a lot of stories. And mostly just listened.

..what else could i do ?

Good luck everybody…

Nite all, nite sam

-me

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