I know people want to hear how things are going with Mom and Big. I can't say much. It is their story. Doctor visits are lined up. Last doctor can't get them in until October 31. We are just, waiting. If they still can and want to go to Tucson, after that last appointment in October, Tom and I will help Big and Mom get there. I'll fly down with Big. Mom can drive down with Tom and Hoover. I think she doesn't trust Tom to bring Hoover down alive, after three days in the car.
Meanwhile, we just hang out and wait. Graham came to town for a tournament with Logan. I watched Logan play a tough match. It was quite exiting, exceptional tennis. Graham is now coaching Logan as Graham is probably the best coach in their area. Logan is beyond good. Graham and Logan played a doubles tournament and made it into the semi finals recently before they lost to two 21 year old college students. Tom said you could have added Graham and Logan's ages together divided by two and got to the age of their competition. Dang close.
Logan is now 12, and has not hit his full growth yet as a teen. He is not short for his age, he looks his age. I would have loved to see that match also. I bet there was a big audience to see the father son team beat out the competition. What a hoot to watch, let alone play. Graham said they had a blast. I can see he is an unconventional coach and fantastic teacher. Calm and patient, just making sure that learning tennis is fun and rewarding.
Graham and Logan stayed with Mom and Big so we all invited ourselves over for an impromptu family party. Football was on the TV. The men all watched TV upstairs with Big. A friend had delivered a delightful antipasti platter and later sandwiches so there was plenty of food. Big didn't have much as his stomach might act up, but we all dived in to the delicious spread. Riley hung with Logan and watched The Walking Dead, a really gory zombie show Logan liked. Riley ended up on the computer with his back to the TV. Tory sat in with the boys. I stayed in the kitchen and hung with Mom.
This weekend I am off to my class reunion with Riley and my old roommate. Riley is really looking forward to seeing Whitman. I told him he needs a 4 point for the next two years if he has any inclination at all of going to Whitman.
I remember my first day at Whitman. There was an orientation meeting for all Freshmen in the auditorium. Whitman only has 1200 to 1400 students total.The auditorium easily held everyone. The President asked everyone to stand up who had received any sort of honor for academics, listing National Merit Finalist and Presidential Award winners first. Three quarters of the audience stood up. Whitman is pretty intimidating intellectually.
So, we putter on in our lives and try to stay cheerful, while we wait for news, another somber cloud hanging over the family. We wait. We have our children to keep us occupied with fun activities.
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