Thanks, hun. It was one of those situations that are infinitely sad but knowing how hard he fought and how much he suffered, I feel selfish to wish for anything but his own peace. I had gotten so used to seeing him at the hospital that it was a shock to see him without all the lines, tubes, and machines. I'm grateful beyond measure that Mom insisted I go when I did and that I got to witness firsthand how many people's lives he touched in a good way.

This is her show at Mo Mong, yes? It's just in time for a Wednesday night of fun! Two weeks from today -- woot! She must be thrilled. I won't be able to come out and help to hang art in light of all the time I've taken off recently (not that I'm a fully qualified preparator) but I'd love to come to the opening if it's open to the public.

Yes, I'm back in Houston now. Joe is currently snowed under in last minute details for the Classy Chassis at Reliant Stadium. He stresses over the show that they spend all year organizing but vintage cars are his passion so he's also a happy, happy boy.