Yesterday one of the hospice chaplains came in and talk to Scott and gave him a rock with a circle around it. These are formed when molten rock of another type is injected into a crack in a rock… And then that rock gets worn down. We find them all the time at the intersection of the Huntington in The Winooski. The chaplain give it to Scott as a reminder of how life is a circle.

Tonight ‘Diane and I went looking for those kind of rocks and found a bunch of them. They’re gonna always make me think of Scott.

I’m going to drop some of these off for him tomorrow

Life really is a circle

Nite all, nite sam

-me