There are pics this week. They aren’t very good pictures. I forgot my camera. These were taken with my tablet.

Nicole

The focus for the week was Rick’s memorial. We held it in West Palm Beach for Mom and Glen’s convenience. Danita and I arrived about 3, flying into Ft. Lauderdale. (It was much cheaper than Palm Beach.) Just as we arrived at Mom’s, Mom and Glen were leaving to pick up Dani from the Palm Beach airport. Rick, Sara, Nicole, Julianne, and Kim all drove in from Panama City, FL. They stopped in Orlando on the way down to pick up Eric, who flew in from Iowa. It was quite a piece of logistics, and it all worked flawlessly. Dani and I were both delayed briefly. We both landed at dry airports, but T-storms kicked up before they got the baggage off, and we both had to wait until doppler radar showed the lightening was at least 3 miles away. Some people might consider it remarkable that both Dani and I had the same weather delay at two different airports at two different times. But these pop-up storms aren’t unusual in south Florida.

Julianne

We were all gathered together in time to enjoy Mom’s famous potato salad and ham & cheese sandwiches. Kim collected pictures of Rick from everybody and brought a huge picture frame. She put it all together and made a very nice collage of Rick. Remarkably, she had exactly the right number of pictures to completely fill the frame, with no picture overlap. We were all exhausted. Around 8, we had dispersed to our various overnight accommodations. All of us oldsters were sound asleep by 9.

Collage (Sara, Glen, Kim, Mom, Dani) Yes, there was plenty of wine.

Rick found a chuch in North Palm Beach for the memorial ceremony. We converged at the church at 10 Saturday for the service. Afterwards, we all drove to Carrabba’s for lunch. Everybody was tired and frazzled. We had quiet time in the afternoon, which included naps for all the young and old participants. We enjoyed a final evening together at Mom’s. Of course, this being an Eichenlaub event, there had to be a crisis. This time, our crisis involved burnt pizza. But the solution was easy enough. A quick trip to Domino’s made everything good.

Rick, Sara, Eric

Everybody had an early departure this morning. Danita and I switched to a hotel near the Ft. Lauderdale airport for Saturday night. Our flight home was a breeze. Danita and I had the whole row to ourselves.Tomorrow promises to be filled with rain. We’ll miss the fireworks, but enjoy a quiet day at home.

That’s all for this week. I hope this finds everybody doing well.