Home Sweet Home

I can’t begin to describe how good it feels to be home! I think I missed it more than I even realized. The drive home (about 7.5 - 8 hours) went smoothly. I drove the first hour and a half or so (until my rear end started hurting from sitting in the same position) and then Jon drove the rest of the way. As a passenger I could shift around all I wanted so the ride wasn’t too bad at all. We made good time and rolled into our driveway at around 5:30.

Herb and Beth made dinner for us, so we socially distanced in the back yard and visited. Good friends and good food make a good welcome home!

More traffic as we enter Chicago.

The truck blocked my original shot, but I like the way it turned out.

Milton now thinks he owns a town in Wisconsin! Izzy thinks he’s a moron.