My mom and dad are visiting so, um, some light posting is probable.
I will give them my best for you!
Today we drove all over lovely industrial south Seattle, and stopped by the Museum of Flight to gawk at the Blue Angels. My Dad told a story about working for Boeing as an aerospace engineer right after college, and a set of flight trials that I think he helped design. We looked at pretty airplanes designed to kill people and break things.
I think tomorrow is when the Angels start practicing for the shows this weekend – I think it’s kind of neat that my dad will be here for that. Unlike many denizens of my neighborhood, I love the jets.
They drove out here from North Carolina over that last week. I had hoped to travel with them, but the courtyard social scheduling conflicted with the trip, and so I chose to remain here.